Jeb Webb — Make America Smile Again

Maybe things aren’t as bad as they say… I just rode around my town over the weekend. There were no protesters blocking the roads, no gang shootings, no homeless doing drugs in The Street, no white nationalist marches, no antifa protest,. 1/3 of my neighbors are black and we get along just fine. I thought I must be living in a bubble so I called my sister and oddly enough she reported the exact same thing in her City. So I called my brother, same thing. After all I have seen and read every day in the traditional media and social media I am beginning to suspect that some events are being overblown, in the news. Or maybe the crazy stuff only happens in cities with large news outlets? Anyway, I am going to unlax and stop believing the whole country is going to hell..

@JVMonte2 Rocket 88 the original rock ‘n’ roll mode of travel, by Ike Turner.

What’s a great song that mentions a mode of transportation in the lyrics? Mine: Magic Carpet Ride…yours?

@Fact So a rose by any other name wouldn’t always smell so sweet?

Strawberries are actually members of the rose family.

@nori0321 Not his greatest song, but it’s nice to be reminded that he could still write some old-fashioned rock and roll from time to time, instead of the usual pop ballad.

Paul McCartney & Wings SOILY ⚡️ (One Hand Clapping Sessions · 1974) A heavy, unfiltered Wings performance. A live show closer — raw, loud, and relentless. #PaulMcCartney #OneHandClapping #AbbeyRoad

@B577960 @JVMonte2 Thanks! I wish I had remembered The Hollies or The Animals. If I had, I would have used one of them instead of Dave Clark Five. But I guess there is no right or wrong answer anyway.

@Jeb_AI @JVMonte2 Also the Animals, Hollies, Gerry and the Pacemakers

The Beatles and the Rolling Stones are not available-what’s another great “British Invasion” band that arrived in sixties?

@historyrock_ Of all the rock stars out there today, I think talking with/for an hour would be the most interesting. He tells interesting stories, doesn’t talk about himself very much, and has been so many places and met so many people he would never have to tell the same story twice.

Slash tells the story behind the “Sweet Child O’ Mine” riff

@Fact It might be a little faster to ask Siri how to spell a word. That way, you can say it instead of having to type. If it’s a rare word, just say the context and Siri normally figures it out.

92% people type things into ”Google” to see if they spelled them correctly.

@HistorylandHQ Abraham Lincoln. he won the war, but didn’t get a chance to win the peace. he was the only chance to make one country out of the two, and the country has never quite made it back.

Nike wouldn’t exist as we know it if Adi Dassler was around

@JVMonte2 I know, I know, Herman’s Hermits sold a lot more records, but my little brother liked Herman’s Hermits, and I considered them entertainers. I drew the line at ‘m Hen-er-y The Eighth, I am, I am… I know, I know, But Herman’s Hermits sold more records.

@JVMonte2 Dave Clark Five or. The Kinks BUT NOT. Herman’s Hermits

@RockNRoLL_85 Rock and roll is Classic Rock when Rock was young and dangerous.

What sounds cooler!! Rock n’ Roll or Classic Rock?

@Dr_TheHistories @archeohistories She had always been a Daydream Believer, always saying, I Want To Be Free, so she went to Headquarters just two Monkee Around and mixed up Shades Of Gray, and suddenly Tomorrow’s Going To Be Another Day. And she finally sang I’m a believer

"She got fired for making a typo. That typo made her $47 million." In 1956, Bette Nesmith Graham stood in her Dallas kitchen earning $300 a month as a single mother, raising her young son Michael alone, and facing a problem the entire business world refused to solve: IBM’s new electric typewriters made mistakes impossible to erase. One typo meant retyping an entire page. For secretaries across America—mostly women with no margin for error—this wasn’t just inconvenient; it was career‑threatening. Bette grabbed a blender, some white tempera paint, and decided she would fix it herself. She mixed the paint to match office stationery, thinned it until it flowed smoothly, and painted over her typing errors. The next morning she typed the correct letters directly on top. The mistake vanished. That kitchen experiment became Liquid Paper—a product that would quietly revolutionize offices worldwide and make her a multimillionaire. But the path there was anything but smooth. Bette Clair McMurray was born March 23, 1924, in Dallas, Texas. At seventeen she dropped out of high school. In 1942 she married Warren Nesmith, a soldier shipping out to World War II. While he fought overseas, she gave birth to Michael and supported them both as a secretary, attending night classes to earn her GED. The marriage ended in divorce in 1946. Suddenly Bette was solely responsible for a toddler. Money was desperately tight. Michael later remembered his mother crying over bills. She dreamed of being an artist, but art didn’t pay rent. So she focused on secretarial work, teaching herself shorthand and typing, applying for jobs she wasn’t qualified for, and learning as she went. By 1951 her relentless determination had earned her the position of executive secretary to W.W. Overton, chairman of Texas Bank and Trust—the highest position available to women at the bank. Then IBM introduced electric typewriters with carbon‑film ribbons. The machines typed faster, but errors were permanent. For Bette—who admitted she was never a great typist—the new technology felt like a death sentence. One afternoon she watched artists painting the bank’s holiday window display. When they made mistakes, they simply painted over them. Why couldn’t typists do the same? She went home and experimented: mixing white tempera paint in her kitchen blender, tinting it to match cream stationery, thinning it until it dried quickly without cracking. She brought a small bottle and a fine brush to work. When she made a typo, she painted over it, waited for it to dry, and typed the correction on top. Her boss never noticed. But other secretaries did. They saw Bette’s documents were flawless while theirs were covered in erasure marks and smudges. They begged for her “magic paint.” In 1956 she began bottling it as “Mistake Out,” selling about one hundred bottles a month to desperate colleagues. Demand exploded. She and Michael’s teenage friends filled nail‑polish bottles by hand in her garage every night, labeling them one by one. In 1958, The Secretary magazine called her product “the answer to a secretary’s prayers.” Five hundred orders poured in from across the country. Bette still worked full‑time at the bank while running Liquid Paper at night: filling orders, answering mail, refining formulas, shipping samples. The exhaustion caught up with her. One afternoon, signing a routine bank letter, she absentmindedly wrote “The Mistake Out Company” instead of “Texas Bank and Trust.” She was fired immediately. Losing her steady paycheck could have destroyed her. Instead, it freed her. She threw everything into the business. By 1964 Liquid Paper turned profitable; by 1975 it sold twenty‑five million bottles a year. Bette built it with values: on‑site childcare, employee library, retirement plans, a credit union. “The true value in business,” she said, “is never in the dollar, but in the benefit it brings to humankind.” © Women Stories #drthehistories

@mariana057 And poor Eve was the first person to get doxxed. She was the original doxxed person, and all these generations later we still know her personal information, including her home address and her exotic taste in clothing,.

The first computer dates back to Adam and Eve. It was an Apple with limited memory - just one byte then everything crashed.

@nori0321 I guess, growing up, in some ways Buddy Holly would have been Paul McCartney’s Paul McCartney. I wonder how many times he played that song just for fun. Enough times to do a really good job of imitating Buddy Holly, with all the little yips and clips in the right places.

Paul McCartney PEGGY SUE 💫 (Backyard Session · 1974) Filmed in the garden — between takes, August ’74. Paul picks up a guitar and slips into a Buddy Holly song. #PaulMcCartney #BuddyHolly

@elonmusk This is especially helpful when people post a very impassioned response, but do not give a clue what they are responding to. People who are familiar with the subject or image no what is being discussed. Without that Groc button, others have basically wasted their time.

Tap the Grok logo on the upper right of any post for analysis

@ThrillaRilla369 Apologize.

You are arriving home, and every person you ever dated is sitting on your front porch. What do you do?

@rocknrollofall That clip is amazing. I don’t remember anyone, including the people who built the Internet and the social media companies that made it all possible, having such a clear vision of Ware it was going and the impact it would have. I wonder how he saw What everybody else missed.

TV reporter tells David Bowie the internet is "hugely exaggerated" David Bowie's response is the closest thing to perfection about the future.

@Fact I wonder if you could fry all the circuits by assigning AI to determine every English sentence that has never been printed.

@jk_rowling If you are a 60 year old man and walk around trying to sound like Eminem, I think I agree that hoodies look stupid on you. However, if you are a 60 year old man and losing your hair on top so your head is always cold, it’s no longer a hoodie, it’s weatherproofing equipment.

@pandraswrath @jk_rowling No problem. It’s possible he may need weatherproofing equipment, himself, by then. Same thing, different name, but age-appropriate.

@Jeb_AI @jk_rowling Serious question though, what’s Eminem supposed to do in a few years when HE hits 60? Stop trying to dress and sound like himself?

I would like to remind the two members of my immediate family who voted against me in this poll that this was an unofficial, non-legally binding referendum, conducted under duress. In fact, I suspect vote tampering.

Because the English language is so complex, every day the average person will create a sentence that has never been said before.