Some good articles you may have missed! Interesting reading ahead! You still read, don’t you? Well, that’s good!
Hoo-boy. This brought back memories, many of them bad, and just reading it induced wave after wave of the gag reflex, the mirror neurons were firing! The eggplant dipped in the egg is good, though, but without any influence of anchovy paste, thank you. Also, who hasn’t enjoyed a little lumpia every now and again, or some suman, except wrapped in tinfoil and not banana leaves? The whole-pig roast is a cliché, but we were surprised they did not mention whole-goat roasts, plus the notorious balut. Hoo-boy. Do the smart thing and just stick to the San Miguel.
This is a great observation on cultural norms. The Japanese are saying here, ‘Where’s the style in squeezing a trigger’? And we cannot disagree. Aiming, calming the respiratory system, eye-hand coordination, OK; but where’s the style in pulling a trigger? As well, the mechanics and the dynamics and the physics for inflicting bodily harm (self- or other-directed) are provided mainly by the firearm. With the swordplay and the martial-arts, it’s all human driven — people really kill people. Guns kill people — without the gun, would the person firing it be able to kill by his own physical skill? That’s the question, and the Japanese here seem to have provided their cultural answer: NO! Not stylish enough. Leave the gun, take the karate!
Prevention, not cure. Golf counts a little, but it’s nowhere near tennis. If you read that second article in this list, you could say golf is the firearms of athletics, while tennis is the samurai sword, the martial arts. You have to move (read: run fast) to get close enough to the ball to strike it. In the golf game, you are set up straight away — you just pull the trigger; but in tennis, you have to be able to hunt down (no jeeps or safari Range Rovers allowed!) the target (the ball) and then strike it. Golf is the firearms of athletics; tennis is the samurai swords and martial arts of athletics.
Well, lookee here. Shoot to kill an airliner, dope up the athletes, brazenly kill or try to kill your political enemies. Ol’ Vlado Putin, with his buddie here in Wash., D.C., looking on in smug admiration. What a world. We used to hate the Russians for this sort of stuff, and now some of us are of such a mindset to applaud it, to emulate it. What a world.
Fast Final-Furlong Phantasms
Sam Houston 3, 10
Sam Houston 7
Turf Paradise 2, 4
The WRD 9
Sam Houston 10
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