James 🦬

This should explain 80% of Jeep owners. I’m not stopping, not giving up. When in doubt, post more. Maybe I can pickup a spam label!

On This Day — May 25, 1948 They put a bullet in the back of his head. The man they executed that day was Witold Pilecki — the only person in history who voluntarily walked into Auschwitz. In 1940, this Polish cavalry officer deliberately got himself arrested during a Nazi roundup in Warsaw. Using a false identity, he entered hell as prisoner #4859. For two and a half years, Pilecki lived as a starving skeleton in striped rags while secretly building a resistance network inside the camp. He smuggled out the first detailed eyewitness reports of the Nazi death machine to the Allies — gas chambers, selections, medical experiments, and the systematic murder of Jews. While he was there, more than 1,000 Jews per day were being gassed and burned. At its peak in 1944, the killing rate reached more than 6,000 per day. He saw it all. He documented it all. He risked everything so the world would know. In April 1943, Pilecki escaped by overpowering a guard at a bakery outside the wire. He rejoined the fight, battled in the Warsaw Uprising, and later resisted the Soviet occupation of Poland. For his courage, the communist regime tortured him, staged a show trial, and executed him on May 25, 1948. One of the great heroes of the 20th century. Remember his name: Witold Pilecki.

The police chief of New Chicago, Indiana, was arrested in Ohio after allegedly stealing a gun tied to a criminal investigation and selling it to a pawn shop. fox59.com/news/indycrime…

Still thinking about how Dick Trickle kept a pack of cigarettes and a lighter in the car and would smoke mid-race.

@midwestern_ope Apologizing, even if you are not in the wrong, is far more effective than pulling out your EDC to resolve the situation.

The easiest way to tell if someone is from the Midwest is to see if they apologize when bumping into an inanimate object

That water clarity is an engineering decision, and the math behind it is wilder than the video. Roman aqueducts ran on gravity alone. No pumps, no pressure systems. Engineers carved channels with a gradient so shallow it borders on absurd. The Pont du Gard in southern France drops 2.5 centimeters over 275 meters. That's roughly the thickness of a coin over the length of three football fields. They surveyed that accuracy with plumb lines and wooden leveling instruments. The clarity you're seeing is a direct product of flow velocity. Too steep and the water erodes the channel walls, picks up sediment, turns brown. Too flat and it stagnates. Roman engineers targeted a slope of about 20 centimeters per kilometer, which kept the water moving fast enough to stay fresh but slow enough to stay clear. Before the water reached the city, it passed through multi-chamber settling tanks where velocity dropped near zero. Suspended particles sank. Clean water flowed out the top into the next chamber. Repeat three or four times. Pliny specified the minimum slope in writing. Vitruvius published the exact mortar ratio for hydraulic cement: one part lime to two parts volcanic ash for underwater work. The pozzolana from Pozzuoli reacted with water to form a calcium-aluminum-silicate compound that actually gets stronger the longer it sits submerged. Modern concrete degrades in water. Roman concrete bonds with it. Scale the whole system and it gets harder to process. Eleven aqueducts fed Rome at its peak. Combined output: roughly 1 million cubic meters of water per day. That works out to about 250 gallons per person for a city of one million. Modern New York delivers about 125 gallons per person per day. Ancient Rome had access to double the per capita water supply of the largest city in the United States, running entirely on slope and stone. The Trevi Fountain in Rome is still fed by one of them. Two thousand years, same source, same gravity, same water.

Children literally do not know what they are not explicitly taugh.

Where do these young people get their fcking attitude? I guess they’ve never been told “No, you can’t do that”.

@lucyshow11 Not all boys knew how to start a motor on a cold winter morning, but a few did. If there was a manual choke, you pulled it. Once the motor was running (and smoking) you ran around and pushed it back in.

Is that black knob labeled with a “C” for cigarette lighter?!

🚨 JUST IN: Iran was STRUCK by the US after the IRGC got caught laying MINES in the Strait of Hormuz The strikes took place in Bandar Abbas, home to a key Iranian base Missile launch sites were also blasted to smithereens. Fox is reporting this is NOT an end of the ceasefire, as of right now Iran doesn't want to go down this road!

Call me old school, but I want manual transmissions to make a comeback. Anyone who can drive a stick shift uphill without stalling is made for greatness.

This is true. The clutch is not an on/off switch, but a way to gently transfer torque and power to the gear box. But nah, I never worried about it. Back in the day everyone knew that the car in front of them may roll backward a few feet before moving forward. Or stalling.

@NotKennyRogers If there are initiating and annual dues to join the Secret Society of Odiots, where do I apply?

You misspelled the word idiot.

@PlanetOfMemes This is easily forgetable. Where the f*ck is Pininfarina?

The all electric Ferrari Luce. What do you think?

You Sir, can fuck right off. Today is for heroes.

I like Tom. He has his opinions. But every time he mentions something, I will walk into my local gun store to inquire about it, and they look at me and ask, "Wuht!?"

In the summer of 1995 I was given a choice that I didn't know was life or death. I was a data systems analyst with the 33rd Fighter Wing out of Eglin Air Force Base, Florida. F-15Es. I tracked every break on every jet after the day's sorties, built the readiness reports, forecasted the trends from a little office right on the flight line. JP-8 in the morning air. Great people. I loved it. In my off hours I served on the base Honor Guard. We carried the caskets of fallen service members, fired the 21-gun salute, and folded the flag into a tight triangle to hand to a mother, a widow, a child. I have looked a lot of grieving families in the eye. I did not yet understand how close I would come to being the reason someone folded a flag for me. Late that summer I learned our unit was rotating to Saudi Arabia for Operation Southern Watch. They gave me a choice: deploy in January, or wait and go with the next rotation later in the year. My boyfriend at the time—my husband now—told me to just get it over with and go in January, when the desert "only" hits 105 instead of 120. So I said yes. The week before I shipped out, a quiet young Airman moved into the dorm room across the hall. A crew chief in my unit. We'd nod and say hey passing in the hallway but I never got the chance to really know him because we deployed the next week. I did my 93 days in Dhahran, lived in Khobar Towers with hundreds of other Americans, came home that spring on a 24-hour C-130 ride, got engaged, went back to the beach and the good Florida weather and ordinary life. My quiet neighbor deployed with the next rotation. The one I'd chosen not to be on. Two weeks before that rotation was set to come home, terrorists bombed Khobar Towers. Nineteen American Airmen were killed. Twelve of them were ours, from the 33rd. One of them was the quiet crew chief from across the hall—Airman 1st Class Peter J. Morgera, 19 years old, from Stratham, New Hampshire. Over the years I've wondered why my husband told me to go early. Why I came home and they didn't. There is no tidy answer. What I have is a responsibility—to make sure they are not just a number. So today, say their names with me. Eglin lost: MSgt Kendall K. Kitson, Jr. — Yukon, OK TSgt Daniel B. Cafourek — Watertown, SD TSgt Patrick P. Fennig — Greendale, WI TSgt Thanh Van Nguyen — Panama City, FL SrA Earl F. Cartrette, Jr. — Sellersburg, IN SrA Jeremy A. Taylor — Rose Hill, KS Sgt Millard D. Campbell — Angleton, TX A1C Brent E. Marthaler — Cambridge, MN A1C Brian W. McVeigh — DeBary, FL A1C Peter J. Morgera — Stratham, NH A1C Joseph E. Rimkus — Edwardsville, IL A1C Joshua E. Woody — Corpus Christi, TX Memorial Day isn't about the ones who came home. It's about them. I get to be grateful only because they paid for it. Say their names today. 🇺🇸

If you've never read it, today should be the day. The Death of Captain Waskow, by Pulitzer prize-winning Indiana journalist Ernie Pyle: erniepyle.iu.edu/wartime-column… #MemorialDay

@james_xond I was 27. I had to work and save for a year for the down payment. During that time, I literally lived in the sleeper of my truck. My realtor was a pit bull negotiator. He got the final selling price down to $89,500, the upper limit of what I could afford.

Trying to prove a point. How old were you when you became a homeowner for the first time?

We played "bored" games!🤣