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Just read the book and it's a really good one!

We need to start teaching kids about stranger-danger again (if we aren't already). Too many adults getting away with grooming kids.

It's a rat king. Except mice. A Mouse King.

"A Cluster Of Rats" is an extremely impressive Japanese Netsuke (small sculpture) from the late 1800s 🐀

Tomatoes are expensive

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A young cashier told an older woman that she should bring her grocery bags because plastic bags weren't good for the environment. The woman apologized, "We didn't have this green thing back in my day."

The young clerk said, "Your generation did not care enough to save our environment for future generations." She gave him a firm stare and a hard grin and said “Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles, and beer bottles. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over. They were recycled.

Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags, which we reused for numerous things. We walked upstairs because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.

Back then, we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the throwaway kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts -- wind and solar power did dry our clothes back in our day. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.

Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. The TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief, not a screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen, we blended and stirred by hand because we didn't have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded-up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap.

Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.

We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades with a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.

Back then, people took a bus and kids rode their bikes instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service. We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles in space to find the nearest burger joint. But the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn't have the green thing.”

The cashier stood there still and quiet as the old lady found her wallet to pay. Then lady turned to leave but stepped back and turned toward the cashier. She said “You have a world of knowledge in that little device in your hand. Pity you just use it to gossip, take pictures, and waste time. It would do you good to search a bit of history before you embarrass yourself like this again.

Forward this to another selfish old person who needs a lesson in conservation from a smart-ass young person.

Imagine: a post apocalyptic world. No government. Every man for himself. And you pull up to a charging station for your electric car and pray there's gas in the generator 🤣🤣

Paleocons, preppers, libertarian rugged-individualists and others in their general orbit disliking electric cars is one of the most salient illustrations of "politics is 90% aesthetics" to me. Because here's the thing: gasoline goes bad. It only takes a couple months for it to degrade into non-usability. And extracting new gas out of the ground is hard—it requires massive, organized, often international industry. It requires society. You can't really dig it out of the ground yourself, as a rugged-individualist. And you can't stockpile it either, because as I said, it goes bad. Gasoline makes no sense as a fuel from an ultra-localist rugged-individualist prepper blah blah perspective. You basically have to rely on others to continually produce and provide it for you, from far away, in order for your machinery to run.

Electricity on the other hand? Anyone can generate electricity, it's fantastically simple to do. You can do it with a water wheel, you can do it by burning coal, basically if you have a way to make a thing spin you can generate electricity. And, hell, if you do happen to have some gasoline you can run a generator with it! Electrically powered devices in general are going to be far more portable, far more versatile, and far easier to actually run in the apocalypse or on your homestead when the fed collapses or whatever than gasoline powered ones.

But, well. Gas is old-school, it's manly, it smells like shit, and most importantly—the damn liberals hate it. Electricity is new-fangled, effeminate. Electric cars are for hippies and silicon valley weirdoes.

Pure aesthetics.

Now obviously electric cars as they exist right now have a lot of disadvantages, being relatively new technology and all. But you'd think it would be the preppers and the homesteaders and whatnot who would be most enthusiastic about seeing the technology develop. I mean, you would think that if you were ridiculously naive. But of course they aren't, that's not how the world works.

Love it!!

Red River (天は赤い河のほとり)

Other name(s): Anatolia Story, Sora wa Akai Kawa no Hotori, Heaven by the Red River, Orontes Renka, Orontes Love Song, Where the Sky and the Red River meet

Author(s): Chie Shinohara

At the age of 15, Yuuri Suzuki has just received her first kiss. She should be full of happiness, and yet lately, she’s grown anxious because arms keep reaching out for her in water. One day, she’s pulled into a puddle and emerges in the completely different world of the Hittite empire in ancient Anatoli!

The queen there wishes to sacrifice Yuuri in order to produce the death curse that will promote her son, the youngest prince, to the throne. But the ritual is soon interrupted by the third prince, Kail, who says that he’s already taken Yuuri’s virginity! Although she’s free from the ritual, the queen doesn’t stop her schemes to kill Yuuri, and Yuuri is now bound more and more to the handsome Kail’s side. Will she ever get to return to Japan? Or will love make her stay?

Red River Chapter 1-10

Red River Chapter 11-20

Red River Chapter 21-30

Red River Chapter 31-40

Red River Chapter 41-50

Red River Chapter 51-60

Red River Chapter 61-70

Red River Chapter 71-80

Red River Chapter 81-90

Red River Chapter 91-97

(Note: I didn’t compiled it in volume by volume because it’s too tiresome for me. But I hope you’ll enjoy this. 10/10! This is my most favorite manga evaaahhhh)

(Disclaimer: I don’t any of this manga!)

PS. This is my ultimate favorite manga! although its kinda old? the story is gold! I love Yuri because she gave me a Yona from Akatsuki no Yona vibes. The story is 10/10 !!