It looks like the set of a Wes Anderson movie.
Anna knew she had to have some new shoes today, and Carlo had helped her try on every pair in the store. Carlo spoke wearily, “Well, that’s every pair of shoes in the place.”
Ok, let’s run down her list, and their disposition:
“...the car of the future...”
Yet more evidence, as if any were needed, that boats are the devil. As a young man I owned a small sailboat, and I spent at least three hours maintaining it for every hour I spent sailing it. Today, even after all these years, I still refer to myself as a recovering boat owner.
One line of dialog two years ago does not a character arc make.
When I was a kid growing up in the ‘50s we had exactly one channel: WSAZ, channel 5. You read that right: one channel.
The deal where the North remains an independent kingdom under Sansa is a non-starter. If that were acceptable, every Lord of the counsel would have instantly declared independence and made him/her self king/queen. It would be either one kingdom or seven separate kingdoms, nothing in between.
But what about Arya? At the end she sails over the horizon of the western sea looking for... what? This was totally unmotivated, with no foreshadowing at all, just pulled out of the air. At best it’s a setup for a spinoff, which would be dandy. At worst it’s just lazy storytelling. Time will tell.
You’re right of course; it’s whatever the writers say it is.
You can’t blame Ted Cruz for being a moron; it’s in his nature. The fault lies with the voters of Texas, and more generally the entire country, for repeatedly electing morons like Cruz and sending them to Congress. The fault is ours.
“The contradictory nature of the U.S. Air Force bureaucracy...”
They need to build in a tv remote.
It was the Jet Age, and everything Of The Future had to have a bubble canopy.
I love posts like this. From the time I was six I went to school or work five days a week, and plenty of times six or even seven days a week. After fifty five years of that I’m retired. Now every day is Saturday.
Sacrilege! The Beatles 1964 performance on the Ed Sullivan Show was a cultural touchstone, the beginning of The Sixties™ as a social phenomenon. I was 15 at the time, and it was the greatest thing I or any of my 80 million closest friends had ever seen. It changed everything.
Could be I guess, but what about the Red Keep; it went down like Tinker Toys.
In 1964 the government conducted an underground nuclear test (Project Dribble. Really.) in Lamar County, Mississippi where my mother’s family lived; I spent summers there as a kid. I wasn’t there when it happened, but arrived a while later. It was all anyone talked about.
These illustrate the principal 1950s prediction of the future: leisure. We would just lie in a hammock reading the funny papers and sipping margaritas while machines did all the work. Of course at the time, at least where I lived, work like this was actually done by under-paid and generally trod-upon black people.
So as I surmised, a supernatural explosive power. Thanks.