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The Vikings - 1958
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The Vikings is a 1958 epic semi historical/romance movie directed by Richard Fleischer (the son of the great american animatoinnovator and early cartoon producer Max Fleischer, responsible for the creations of Popeye the Sailor man, Betty Boop and many more), who after having spent years in the B movie industry, was now riding high on the success of his Walt Disney produced 1954 adaption of the classic Jules Verne novel "20,000 leagues under the sea" (also starring Kirk Douglas) when he decided to take on the helms of this larger scale and more adult oriendted epic full of love, lust and bloodshed all set in the Viking Age of England and Scandinavia.
With the starring role of this picture going to the mammoth of acting that was Kirk Douglas (although before the more well known "Spartacus" from 1961, this is after he had played the part of Perseus in the 1956 "Ulysseus" movie, so he was already on top), fresh off his hot streak with his new sidekick of a director from "20,000" (Douglas personally hired Fleishcer for this, being that it was his own production company behind the financing). He is non-casually joined by the all time (and/or old time) Hollywood couple Tony Curtis and Janet Leigh (progenitors of the now Scream Queen of old, not to mention still world class beauty, Jamie-Lee Curtis) making this their fifth out of eleven movies together, as well as a big old bowl of Ernest Borgnine dumped on top, having already solidified himself on the big screen as both a well known character actor and a main star. Now, when a movie can boast about having such a combination of high quality talent as this, you know it's bound to be great (although, there are exceptions).
The prologue title sequence of this movie alone is worth note, giving us the audience the pleasure of hearing the stern but soothing (if that makes any sense) voice of the great Orson Welles as he explains to us the whos, whats, whens, and why's of the viking expansions and invasions into the British Isles, as well as the political landscape of England itself at this time in history. This is done as we're shown a bunch of spectacuclar tapestry/parchment paper drawings of Vikings battling against Englishmen, complete with a more than perfectly passionate orchestral theme that invokes the thought of the King Arthur tales of yore, all coming together to add a real sense of authenticity to this epic that we've yet to even see begin...which it does with a bang.
Or the swipe of a sword to be more exact, as the viking leader Ragnar (Borgnine) and his band of warriors fall down upon the camp of the English King Edwin of Northumbria. The two leaders enter into a private duel in the King's tent, with Ragnar slaying his foe and further forcing himself down upon the deadman's wife, Queen Enid, ultimately and unknowingly impregnanting her before disappearing back into the Northlands. Knowing that the child is that of Ragnar's, but will still be seen as a threat to the new King Aella (Frank Thring), Enid gives birth to the child whom she names Eric, in secret and finally sends him away to Italy with her most confident of priests, placing the hilt stone of the King's rightful sword on a rope around his next to later one day be indentified as true heir to the throne of Northumbria.
Years later at the court of King Aella, we come to meet princess Morgana of Wales (Janet Leigh), as her Father pledges her to Aella as a token of alliance between their two kingdoms. King Echbert of Wessex (James Donald) is then brought up on charges of aiding the Vikings in their raids on England's kingdom's in order to protect his own lands, and is thrown into the dungeons to die. We learn that the charges are true when Echbert escapes from Northumbria and finds refuge with the Viking leader Ragnar aboard his longship. The vikings travel back to Scandinavia with Echbert and his promises to continue providing them with coastline and river maps for further raid and plunder.
The incredbily wide shot scenes of the long ships coming into port in the fords of Norway are truly spectacular (clearly being filmed on location), elevated by the realistic built sets that make up the Viking and village (not to mention the ships themselves), as well as the dozens of costumes and hairstyles worn by the extras that are showcased throughout (and a really awesome Viking horn blower welcoming the warriors back home each time, echoing the fantastic sounding orchestral theme of the movie yet again). Also, we now get some of that real over the top barbarian type behaviour being portrayed by Ainar (Douglas), son of Rangar, as we, the mostly uneducated in history average film-goer, would expect out of any and all vikings on screen (it is pretty awesome though); complete with beer guzzling, barell smashing, deranged angry tones, and wishes for barrels of blood to guzzle down instead of that of beer.
Ainar hates all Englishmen, but agrees to his Father and Chieftain's demands to keep after Echbert and see that he wants for nothing. One day while breaking in their hunting hawks, Ainar starts up a confrontation with a slave named Eric (Tony Curtis), the unknowing son of Ragnar, subsequent half brother of Ainar, and true King of Northumbria, who had been abducted from his ship en route to Italy all those years ago. Eric then sicks his own hawk that he's recently found onto his oppressor, leaving Ainar with only one good eye, and himself now with a guaranteed death sentence.
At the feasting hall however, a volva woman steps in against Ragnar's judgement of death, claiming that the gods do not wish for Eric to die by any man's hand, to which Ragnar outsmarts and has Eric taken instead to a rock pool off the coast at high tide to await an eventual death from drowning. Echbert though finds the stone from around Eric's neck and, realizing who he is, goes down to the rock pool to save him and claim him as his own slave in order to keep him safe from Ainar. We also get some more awesome over the top barbarian type behavior, now complete with ass smacking, random kissing orgys, more beer guzzling and axes being thrown at a viking's wife's hair braids to judge wether she's been faithful or not (this movie's about as toxic male chauvinist as it gets, but still... really awesome).
Echbert eventually finishes his maps for the Vikings, as well giving them the idea to abduct and ransom Princess Morgana before her marriage to Aella, with Ainar carrying out the task and giving us a pretty decent battle at sea in the process. Ainar though, now falls madly in love with Morgana and wishes to claim her as his own. When back at the hall once again, we get even more over the top barbarian behavior, beer guzzling, rape jokes, etc, etc, (what do you want from them?, they're Vikings), all this before Ragnar finally concedes to his son's wants and needs, allowing him to claim Morgana as his own. But when Ainar tries to force himself upon her, Eric appears from behind and knocks him out, bringing Morgana to escape with him on a boat to England.
A really-rad boat chase scene ensues through the fog filled fjords, culminating in the collision of both Ragnar and Ainar's boats into one another, sending half of the Vikings to their deaths. All but Ragnar that is, who's saved and pulled onto Eric's boat, heading straight for the King of Northumbria. Ainar swears revenge against Eric, while the two escapees fall madly in love en-route to England.
At the court of King Aella, Eric hands over Ragnar then asks that Morgana be relieved of her pledge of marriage, to which she agrees with. The King demands that she take more time to reflect with her priest, then forces Eric to try to take part in the execution of Ragnar by pushing him into a rabid wolf pit. Eric refuses by cutting Ragnar's bonds and giving him a sword, so that he may die a warrior's death and be aloud to enter Valhalla, giving us an extremely climactic ending of Ernest Borgnine's character in this tale as he raises his arms and voice to summon Odin the All-Father, before jumping to his death in the wolf pit, sword in hand and smile on his face (man Vikings were badass!).
Eric has his hand chopped off as punishment and is set adrift into the sea, but not before the priest -and Morgana find the King's "Pummel-stone" amongst Eric's belongings, coming to the realization that he is the true heir of Northumbria. Morgana then runs in the room just in time to see Eric's amputation, letting out a horrific scream at the sight of it (she wasn't called America's first "Scream Queen" for nothing folks. So this is where Jamie-Lee gets it from eh).
Back in Scandinavia, Ainar is now King of the Vikings, but can't seem to raise an army to retrieve Morgana, until Eric comes back and tells them of Ragnar's death. The two (still unknowing) half brothers now team up to defeat the tyrant King Aella, to both gain revenge for Ragnar and to rescue Morgana, leading the "Great Heathen Army" across the sea to England (in the year of our lord 865 for those of you history buffs).
Between the ships leaving of Scandinavia, and the army's landing and setting up of their assault on Northumbria, you really come to ask yourself as to why film-goers are NEVER treated to such a large scale production as this anymore (well, at least not since The Lord of The Rings as I recall). The amount of extras, costume pieces and props required for this must have been incredible, but all completely necessary in the creation of a full on believable historic setting such as this.
So the Vikings land and lay siege unto Aella's stronghold, battering rams, catapults, axes, spears, swords, the works (not to mention Kirk Douglas scaling the Castle's front door using only axes for leverage. Again, you just don't see stuff like this anymore). Ainar cuts his way through to Morgana's room, but upon realizing that she loves Eric, and that Eric is also a son of Ragnar, he takes her to confront his half brother and fight for their prize.
Eric meets Ainar at the top of the castle and the two enter into an extremely well coordinated battle of the blades, until Ainar breaks Eric's sword that is. But Eric seizes a moment of hesitation that befalls Ainar, and stabs his half brother in the gut with the broken down blade of his sword. Ainar then drops his sword, but Eric picks it up and gives it back to him, again allowing for a true Viking death. He uses the last of his strength in a final roar to summon up Odin, then Ainar is no more. Eric and Morgana embrace each other with love bringing us to the end of this movie, but not before treating the audience to an authentic Viking cremation funeral for Ainar, in which he is cast off to see in a ship and flaming arrows sent flying to the mass. We watch the ship and Ainar's body burn as the credits to "The Vikings" comes up once more, leading us into the ending credits with more authentic looking parchment scroll drawings of the Vikings battling against Englishmen, and finally coming together as one (accompanied again by the awe inspiring orchestral themes of yore every step of the way).
To sum it all up, "The Vikings" (1958) is literally THE - BEST Viking movie that's ever been made. Full of high quality A-list stars (to which I'd say is one of both Kirk's and Tony's coolest characters ever portrayed on screen), and a great group of secondary character actors like James Donald, Frank Thring, Eileen Way and many more. The story is well put together by screenwriters Calder Willingham and Dale Wiserman (based on a novel by Edison Marshall), with the underlying theme being the coming together of two peoples, as well as giving us a pretty cool backstory for a very real and historic time in Northwestern Europe. The wide scale shots and surrounding sceneries caught by DP Jack Cardiff are truly amazing, joined by epic scale (and pretty damn authentic) sets-props-hairstyles and makeups, very well coordinated swordfights and stunts, and lets not forget the awe inspiring orchestral theme of yore laid down by composer Mario Nascimbene and conductor Franco Ferrara. All this is brought together perfectly by director Max Fleischer in what was defenitely the largest scale movie of his career. I would recommend this movie not only to fans of retro cinema, but to anyone who loves epic scale warrior movies, as well as to general ancient world history buffs.
And that's all she wrote folks. Thanks for reading.
Ryan D. Hurley

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The Mountain - 1956
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The Mountain is a 1956 adventure/drama movie, starring the great (and sober for this role) Spencer Tracy, just coming off his success in "Bad Day at Black Rock" the year before (as well as over 30 other film roles under his belt), and the younger, but fairly recognizable up and comer at this point in his career, Robert Wagner (known to more modern movie fans as "Number 2" in the "Austin Powers" film series). Having acted alongside each other in multiple roles already, the chemistry between our two lead actors is evident and believable enough as they portray two brothers (although separated by what seems like 10-20 years in age, though this is more common in the real world than people want in film). The plotline follows these two brothers as they make a deathly high-alpine climb to the top of a nearby Mountain (Mount Blanc, France) where an airplane has recently crashed with plans on looting the dead. The movie is directed by Edward Dmytryk, recently back from being blacklisted from the film industry, as well as serving a short stint in prison with the other "Hollywood Ten" who refused to testify to the House of Un-American Acitivities Committe in their investigations during the Cold War\McCarthy-era "Red scare". Previously known for his 1940s noir films, particularly "Crossfire" from 1947 (one of the earliest films to deal with the subject of anti-semitism), upon Dmytryk's return to Hollywood, he solidified himself yet again with "The Caine Mutiny" in 1954 before bringing together our two leads for their first time in the same year with "Broken Lance", then going on to direct 3 more films before coming across French novelist's Henri Troyat's recent novel "La Neige en Deuil" (inspired by the true airplane crash of Air Indian Flight 245 in 1950) and deciding to bring it alive on screen, acting as both producer and directer for his first time.
We start the movie off with a bang, when a commercial plane crashes atop a snow filled mountain peak, leaving what seems like no survivors. Down below at the nearest village, Zachary Teller leads a simple life of a sheep-herder on his longtime family farm, while currently constantly dodging out a lovestruck neighboring widow who desperately needs a new husband. His younger brother however, Christopher Teller, is angry and envious with his position in life, working as a server\porter boy, waiting on rich skier and mountaineer guests at the village's local mountain resort, as well as sharing the family home with his more respected big brother Zach.
When word arrives of the downed airplane atop the mountain, a rescue party is put together to retrieve any possible survivors and their worldly possessions. Once having been the most experienced mountaineer in the area (and one of the only people to have ever even made the climb), Zachary is asked to lead to climbing expedition, to which he denies on the count of having lost a man over the edge on his last climb years ago.
Later that night at home, the two brothers argue over the ownership of the house, with Christopher wishing to sell it and Zachary wanting to keep it in the family for as long as possible.
The next morning, the unsuccessful expedition returns having lost their main guide (and Zachary's old mountaineering friend) Tsavos, in the midst of the climb.
Again at home that night, the brother's get into another argument, with Christopher this time trying to push Zachary to lead him up the mountain so as to loot the apparent rich, and now dead passengers. This would give Chris the means to leave the village and put to rest his hopes of selling the family farm. But Zachary shoots down the idea for the sake of both his brother's safety and soul, even offering to renounce his claim over the family farm. Already having the idea stuck in his head though, Christopher likewise denies Zachary's offer and stands firm on making the climb alone, forcing his brother to relent in leading him up the mountain. The two brothers pack their gear and start their way up to the base of the mountain at first light.
The next portion of the movie takes us on a spectacular scenic journey, using a combination of stock shots, matte paintings, and practical built rock walls to showcase not only the mountain and landscape itself, but also emphasizing on the physical capabilities of the plus 50 year old Zachary Teller. As the lead climber, Zach makes his way up and along frozen rock walls and narrow ledges, using the strength of his hands and feet alone, all while using hammer and stakes to fix a line of ropes for his less experienced brother to follow.
We're treated to a quick scare when Christopher takes a slip and goes falling down some way before Zachary finally gets hold of the rope and pulling his brother back up to safety, ripping his palms into a bloody mess in the process.
By now the tables have turned in the brothers' mindsets, Christopher now wishing to turn back out of fear, and Zachary now too far into his goal of conquering the mountain yet again, clear forgetting the reason why they started the climb in the first place. Zach convinces his brother to continue on and up to the summit, and that the worst of it is now over.
Together, now using their ice axes and crampon shoes, the brothers hike up the snowy (now on location) summit without problem, finally arriving at the top of the mountain and the plane wreckage in which they came for. While Zachary is full of pride and achievement at what they've accomplished together as brothers, Chris has no care for their triumphs, and shows his true colors as a man by immediately looting treasures from the dead, as well as breaking a cross which Zach puts together from wreckage to hide the evidence of anybody having even been there.
The underlying theme of this movie now finally surfaces in full (the massive feat of scaling the mountain acting as a metaphor for how difficult it is for Zach to accept how horrible his brother truly is, and to finally turn his back on him) when the brothers discover an Indian woman still alive in the back of the plane. Zach cares for her over night and hitches her up to a sled in the morning to drag her down the mountain, but Chris seeing this as a clear obstacle now in the way of him and his riches, throws his older brother down to the ground and tries to strangle the woman to death. Zachary now rises up and strikes his younger brother down to the ground with some good old classic Spencer Tracy style (starting onscreen and ending offscreen, complete with sound effects) punches to the face, before turning around and leaving Chris to get down the mountain on his own.
Zachary single handedly drags and hoists the surviving Indian woman down the side of the mountain, forcing him to use a different route from before, he comes to a pair of untrustworthy looking snow bridges. He inspects the first and decides against it, but still almost looses the woman while crossing over the second. An angry and frantic Christopher finally catches up to the pair and decides not to listen to his own brother's warnings about the remaining bridge, attempting and failing to cross it when the weight gives out, sending him falling to his death into an unknown depth of crevasse.
Zachary Teller, although completely heartbroken now from having lost his brother both in spirit and in body, wastes no time on mourning and continues on down the mountain with the injured Indian woman in tow.
Upon arrival back to the village, Zachary shoots down all claims that he is a hero of any sorts, and lies about his brother's inhuman actions on the mountain, telling instead the opposite story; that it was he, Zach Teller, who came up with the idea and continued on with his obsession of looting the dead, and that his brother Christopher Teller had only went along solely to aid in the safety of his Zach.
Though nobody believes it, they all give Zachary the benefit of not calling him out as a liar, and his brother as a bad man (all save for the village priest that is). He gets into the widowed neighbor lady's carriage with her and together they head "home" to live happily ever after. A final glance back at the mountain for old Zach Teller finally puts all his stored up inner strife's to bed for good, bringing us from the image of one mountain to another with the classic closing of all the Paramount Pictures movies.
To sum it all up, The Mountain (1956) is a truly amazing piece of retro cinema. Starting with a simple plotline on the surface, and changing into a more complicated family dynamic as the film goes on. This movie set the bar for the man vs. nature genre in film, as well as the common underlying theme in which these plotlines usually emphasize on, with the conquering and/or survival of certain physical hardships (in this case, the scaling of the mountain) simply acting as a metaphor for the deeper internal struggles in which our main charactes must finally come to face. Our two leads actors handle this all with extreme authenticity and sincirety, particularly Spencer in one of his most memorable and suitable roles of his entire career. The combination of both on location shots and special effect built sets make the setting for this movie more than believable enough (as long as you have an imagination enough for movies of both this time and this genre). All this being brought together and guided over by Dmytryk as both director and producer, making this (in my personal opinion that is), one of the greatest film achievements of his career as well. A classic film for all fans of the man vs. nature genre, and all around awesome retro movies in general.
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And that's all she wrote folks. Thanks for reading.
Ryan D. Hurley

My BPD girlfriend suggested I read Stop Walking on Eggshells when we first started dating. I read the book from cover-to-cover (except the NPD section), highlighted every passage I deemed to be relevant to my experience thus far, marked important pages with those little tiny sticky notes. I thought I was prepared for what I was getting into.
It took just 9 months of dating her for my life to turn into an ongoing hell, the last two months of which might be the worst stretch of my life that didn’t involve death. She’s treated me like a total piece of trash. Her best friend since high school (!) told me point blank “You cannot stay in this relationship!” This comment followed weeks of her basically unloading on my girlfriend about deep seeded patterns of destructive and toxic behavior — she was listing symptoms of BPD without not knowing anything about BPD.
When I told my brother over text that I was getting back together with her — during one of the 20 or so times we’ve broken up and gotten back together over the last two months — he just texted back “VERY BAD IDEA.” They say it to varying extents, but I can tell everyone in my life is thinking “bro what the [EXPLETIVE] are you doing.”
I’m so embarrassed by what she’s done and how I’ve let her get away with it that I’ve lost a ton of respect for myself and have tickled the edges of being suicidal. I could give you details, but from reading this subreddit for the first time tonight, you all have collectively experienced it already — the exact same stuff, carbon copies. They read like case files to me, and I’m just another name on the top of one.
I went back through the book tonight. What I have observed in her and what I’ve felt in me is vividly reflected in its pages. I read through the NPD section this time and I’m thoroughly convinced she has overlap with NPD as well. In addition to reading the book again, this subreddit is quite the mirror into my current situation. Tonight I feel like I have a renewed sense of validation, and thus more courage to finally end it.
But I’ve said this before, to so many friends who are totally exhausted with the drama with my girlfriend. And I always get “hoovered” back in, as you all put it. Discard is a new term for me; she’s done it to exes and I guess I’m trying to beat her to the punch so this isn’t entirely humiliating. Trauma-bonding I’d never read through either.
I’d like to say it’s painful how obvious all this was in hindsight, but I read the book — what’s painful is knowing that I walked right into it with my eyes wide open. So yeah, I feel like a complete idiot. I’m so defeated. I know what I need to do and I just keep getting weak-kneed, to my own doom.
Thanks to everyone who posted about their experiences. It really is a great comfort.

Disclaimer: Some of these have unknown April dates. They are identified with a '*'
1968 - The J5 perform at a campaign rally for Richard Hatcher in Gary with Bobby Taylor and Diana Ross & The Supremes among others. Hatcher was the first African-American mayor of Gary, Indiana for 20 years, from 1968 to 1988. At the time of his first election on November 7, 1967, he and Carl Stokes were the first African-Americans to be elected mayors of a U.S. city with more than 100,000 people*
https://imgur.com/a/QPykxSx
1970 - The J5 rehearse for their first concert tour, which would start on May 2nd*
1971 - The Jackson 5 play at the Mid-South Auditorium, Memphis, Tennessee
1972 - J5's cover of Bobby Day's “Little Bitty Pretty One” is released by Motown. It is also the first song where you can clearly hear Marlon's voice. It will reach #13 on the Hot 100*
https://imgur.com/a/77uT4hU
1981- Michael does backing vocals on Carole Bayer Sager’s song “Just Friends”. Michael had previously recorded Sager's "It's the Falling in Love" for Off the Wall. He was visiting Carole in the studio when she invited him to join the session. He came up with such a special part on the Bacharach/Sager composition "Just Friends" that they happily offered him a co-production credit*
https://youtu.be/bfGtCjIgnsU
1985 - Michael and seven members of USA For Africa are on the cover of Life Magazine
https://imgur.com/a/ZnDLbeA
1987 - Michael withdraws from The Jeovah’s Witness, a step that normally means he must be shunned by family members and friends who remain in the religious sect.
A representative of the Woodland Hills congregation where Jackson belonged said that the entertainer “disassociated” himself from the congregation and “no longer wants to be known as a Jehovah’s Witness.”
The official would not state what the implications of “disassociation” are, but when asked if they are serious, he responded, “Correct.”
Though Jackson’s anti-drug stance in public appearances was in keeping with the Witnesses’ clean-living codes, the entertainer’s Grammy-winning album Thriller produced tensions with the sect leaders in 1983 because of allegations the record and short film encouraged occult beliefs*
1988 - Michael plays the last of three nights at the Civic Center in Hartford, Connecticut
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The story of Anne Miner: Anne is a great-grandmother who never attended a rock concert and prefers Big Band-era music. She says she is 'excited' about going to see Michael Jackson with tickets she won from a radio station but plans on taking cotton with her for her ears
'I'm excited. It's a chance of a lifetime experience,' said Anne Miner, 70. 'How many times are you going to see Michael Jackson in concert?'
The Greenfield woman, who admitted her favorite group was the Glenn Miller Band, big in the 1940s, won the tickets in a Michael Jackson Trivia Contest sponsored by WHAI radio and the Pepsi Co.
A chauffeur-driven white stretch limousine complete with champagne were to pick up Miner and a guest at her home and drive them to Hartford Civic Center in Connecticut and back.
She even considered wearing her old black-leather coat to the concert. She intends to go with her 20-year-old nephew, Michael J. Smith.
Smith said he prefers hard-rock bands like Bon Jovi over Jackson, but still expected to enjoy the concert. 'I'm just glad (Jackson) doesn't wear that white glove anymore.'
The two were given floor seats worth $22.50 each to the concert, which sold out just hours after tickets went on sale.
To earn the tickets, Miner answered three questions:

• What's Jackson's current record label?
  
  • What's the identity of the celebrity who discovered him
  • Where did Jackson grow up?

Miner said she determined Jackson's record label was Epic by going to a record store and that she learned his hometown was Gary, Indiana at the Greenfield Public Library. She admitted she guessed that Diana Ross was the celebrity who discovered him
'I'm always winning something,' said Miner, a retired waitress of 41 years. She said she's a compulsive contest player who occasionally gambles on the Massachusetts State Lottery and always buys raffle tickets.
Miner said she has seen Jackson 'shaking around' on television and thinks he is a lot like Elvis Presley, but adds he 'looks like a girl.'
1989 -Michael is on the cover of Ebony magazine.
https://imgur.com/a/UeLPsn8
1989 - Filming of "Liberian girl" short film takes place over 2 days. Veteran video director, Jim Yukich, was brought in to help craft a memorable clip.
“CBS Epic called and Michael Jackson wants to do a video for this song ‘Liberian Girl’ and I hadn’t heard this song yet,” said Yukich. “I’m thinking like ‘Off the Wall’ or ‘Rock with You’ or just I figure it will be one of those classic Michael Jackson killer songs, right? And ‘Liberian Girl’ is not a killer song. It’s funny — what do you do? So again, we’re throwing the kitchen sink at it, and so I pitched the idea to Michael that we would have him shoot the video while all these are people waiting to begin the video, and they don’t realize it until the end is that he’s directing.”
“He loved the idea. We started calling people, and we just called in favors from friends. I had just done a television special with Richard Dreyfuss, and Richard said he’d love to be in it. He said, ‘Can I call up Steven?’ and I said, ‘Steven who?’ and he said ‘Steve Spielberg and Amy Irving, and I said, “Yeah!” So he called Spielberg and Amy, and then you start calling people saying you have these people, and I’d start naming names and it was easy. It was very easy to get people because as soon as you get a couple of big names, everybody wants to be in it.”
The shooting day basically consisted of Yukich and his crew filming all the celebrities on a soundstage as they wait for Michael to show up. The final list of guest stars served as, in retrospect, a truly strange snapshot of that year in showbusiness.Comedy writers were given the task of writing some interesting things for the cast to say on camera while they waited.
“So we just had two days, and we had the live audio with John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John doing the scene when they sang together, and they hadn’t sang together onscreen since ‘Grease’, so it was something to do that, and we just shot this grand stuff of people talking, and the outtakes are incredible because it’s just people talking. The song is not even playing! It’s just great getting all these stars in a room and you’re just filming and they’re saying, ‘What are you supposed to do?’ and we’d say, ‘We’ll get back to you,’ and you’d just mike everybody and shoot stuff.”
Yukich said that in a room filled with stars, Steven Spielberg’s uneasiness on the other side of the camera was the biggest surprise. Yukich used a push-pull camera shot on Spielberg, who was the director that made that camera shot popular, hence its industry nickname – 'The Jaws Shot'
“He was nervous. We did that push-pull move for that shot, and he was more nervous than I was, you know, being on camera. He wanted to try to do this favor for Michael because he wanted Michael for a movie.” Yukich also said that working with Michael was an amazing experience, but required some on-set preparation.
“Incredible,” he said. “I mean, at first, it was funny because he sent his handlers in first, and they check, and they said he is coming in 10 minutes. They go in all the different rooms to make sure that no bombs were there and there were no fans hanging out, and they kicked people out, and it was almost like going through airport security or something. They basically kicked people out there who weren’t supposed to be there, and they bring in a microwave oven with bananas for Bubbles the monkey and Max which was the baby monkey. It was like a real rigmarole, and then when he showed up, you know, he was unbelievably nice. Such a pleasant person and a nice guy.”
Jackson also had only one request involving the removal of a person from the final cut.“He called me a couple of times after he saw the edit. He would make us do some things, like he took out David Spade. David Spade was in the original cut. He called me up and he said, ‘Jim, this is Michael,’ and you think somebody was fooling with you, basically. You would never know if it was really him until he started talking about specifics and you could say, okay, that is Michael. So he called us up and he on a walkie-talkie phone or something, or he’s up in Santa Barbara, and says, ‘You know, in 3 minutes and 20 seconds, there’s a guy blonde here. Who is that guy?’ I said his name is David Spade. ‘I don’t know who he is, take him out.’ So Spade was out, and I’m sure Spade was, like, pissed!” (Spade had not yet joined SNL)
Yukich is still aggravated that the song, and hence the video, was never released in America.
When Jackson died suddenly, Yukich immediately thought back to the video and a conversation the two had.
“To this day, I’ve been – I guess not so much anymore, because years have gone by — but I was convinced when he died that he didn’t die. We made that video, and he said to me, ‘I would love to be hiding and see what people say about me, you know?’ I mean, having shot all that footage and then he died? It was just kind of weird.”
The video is dedicated to Liz Taylor, who is in fact not a Liberian girl *
1996 - Michael starts filming the “Ghost” short film in Van Nuys studios in California. During breaks, he visits his family at Hayvenhurst disguised as the “Mayor”*
2002 - Michael is about to start shooting the “Unbreakable” short film when Sony announces that they won’t release the single. The promotion of the Invincible album is over with only 2 singles!!! *
2002 -Michael’s former business manager Myung-Ho Lee files a $13 million lawsuit claiming that on September 14, 2001 Michael met him in Los Angeles and signed an agreement to pay him fees but he never got them. Michael’s lawyer Zia Moddaber answsers that his client never signed anything and was not even in Los Angeles on that date…
In his suit, Lee claimed that Jackson hired him in the late 1990s to put the musician’s finances in order, only to turn a deaf ear when it came to taking Lee’s advice by refusing to curb spending. Lee then claimed Jackson never paid him, instead relying on “charlatans” and “hucksters” for advice.
In his court papers, Lee called Jackson a “ticking financial time bomb waiting to explode” who owed banks hundreds of millions of dollars in loans.
Michael would countersue claiming Lee and Union Finance swindled millions from him and destroyed financial records to cover up their misdeeds.
2003 - Michael and Chris Tucker visit lawyer Willie Gary in Stuart, Florida.
2003 - Vanity Fair (#tabloidtrash) reported that Michael Jackson had attended a voodoo ritual in 2000 where a witch doctor promised that Steven Spielberg and 24 other people would die. The people noted were on Jackson's list of enemies. Jackson also wired $150,000 to a voodoo chief named Baba who sacrificed 42 cows for the ceremony. The article also reported that Jackson wore a prosthesis that serves as the tip of his nose
https://archive.vanityfair.com/article/2003/4/losing-his-grip
2004 - Michael attended the Ethiopian Embassy in Washington DC to support The African Ambassadors' Spouses Association (A.A.S.A.). He was accompanied by the ambassador of Niger's wife, Haoua Piatta, and Mazie Green Holland. He watched a children's group dance before being awarded the Golden Elephant award for his worldwide humanitarian efforts, particularly the fight against AIDS in Africa.
https://imgur.com/a/HEpLUIO
https://youtu.be/gFBUiPkfisU
2005 - Trial Day 24
Michael goes to court with Katherine & Joe. Testimonies of Jeff Klapackis, Jack Green, Larry Feldman & Jesus Salas.
Larry Feldman, the attorney who first interviewed Michael Jackson's accuser testified that he was never asked to file a lawsuit against the singer.
However, he did acknowledge under cross examination, that the boy and his younger brother could file civil lawsuits until they turn 20 years old, the accuser being 15 years old now.
The prosecution had called Feldman to explain how the alleged molestation came to the attention of the authorities, but the defense used his appearance to try to show its belief, that the accuser and his family were out to get money from Jackson.
Jackson's defense lawyer, Thomas Mesereau grilled Feldman about the the impact of a criminal conviction, whether or not it would make a financial judgment easier.
"If Mr. Jackson was convicted of felony child molestation in this case, (the boy or his brother) could use that case to win a civil case alleging similar of same facts against Mr. Jackson, is that correct?" asked Mesereau.
"That is correct" said Feldman.
The two lawyers sparred over the exact requirements of a civil suit, and Feldman denied accusations of encouraging the criminal action, in an attempt to avoid incurring costs involved in preparing a civil lawsuit.
However, Feldman insisted that there would still be litigation expenses.
DA Tom Sneddon asked Feldman whether he was planning a lawsuit at the time, that he referred the accusing family to Santa Barbara prosecutors, to which Feldman replied "There was no lawsuit and there were no plans to file a lawsuit. It was up to you to investigate"
Feldman was permitted to tell jurors of a previous accusation against Jackson in 1993, where Feldman represented another boy, who won a monetary settlement. Jurors were not told how much the boy was paid, but Feldman said there were no trouble collecting it. An amount which has been reported to be millions of dollars.
Sneddon projected a photograph of the boy from the previous allegations on a courtroom screen, and asked Feldman to identify him.
"He was much better looking at that age. He was adorable," Feldman said, a remark which the judge ordered stricken from the record.
The picture showed a boy who many believe bears a striking resemblance to the current accuser.
Feldman said that while he met with the current accuser's mother many times after he ceased to represent her officially, he has "never been asked to file any lawsuit against Michael Jackson"
When Feldman walked outside the courthouse in an afternoon break in testimony, fans yelled "liar", "tell the truth" and "you're making money off the backs of these people"
Feldman said, he was first contacted by the family because of a dispute over the boy's appearance in the documentary, Living With Michael Jackson where he appeared holding hands with Jackson. Feldman then referred the family to psychologist Stan J. Katz "to make out some heads and tails of what was being told to me by the family"
Katz reported suspicions of molestation to authorities after interviewing the family.
Also on the stand Friday, was an an investigator who testified that linens seized by police from Michael's bed, had failed to yield any DNA linked to the teenage accuser or his brother.
In other testimony, Sheriff's Lt. Jeff Klapackis defends the scale of the effort, when 69 investigators served a search warrant at Neverland on Nov. 18, 2003.
The large number of investigators were needed, he said, because they had only been allowed one day to carry out the search, because the district attorney didn't want to "burden the ranch and its employees with our presence longer than that," Klapackis said. He also said that there were large buildings to search at the 2,800-acre ranch.
Klapackis also said, that they took all bedding during the search, because that is where the accuser and his brother claim to have frequently slept, and where they allege the molestation took place.
During cross-examination, Klapackis said authorities did not test bottle and glasses containing alcohol for fingerprints - found in Jackson's bedroom as well as the home's wine cellar and kitchen. Nor did investigators test furniture, boxes, mannequin toys and rails along Jackson's stairwell, or his bedroom doors for fingerprints.
When asked on redirect why, Klapackis said, "It didn't enter in the investigation at the time."
However, they did test pornographic magazines. The boy's brother testified how Jackson showed them magazines. A fingerprint analyst has testified earlier, that the prints of Jackson and his accuser were recovered from the same magazine.
Jack Green, president of a Ventura telephone systems company, testified that he had inspected Neverland's phone systems. He explained that it had a function to allow someone to listen in on other's calls, but there was nothing to prevent anyone from calling 911.
Prosecutors allege the family's calls were monitored by Jackson, whereas the defense say the family could have called for help, if they truly were captives.
https://imgur.com/a/DNEfibQ
2005 - Whoopi Goldberg defends him on Real Time With Bill Maher
https://youtu.be/wwDmVnXIT2Q
2009 - Michael has a business meeting with Dr. TohmeTohme at the Bel Air Hotel
https://imgur.com/a/XEhBA68
2009 - Miko Brando, Michael Bush, Dennis Tompkins & Karen Faye are back on the MJ team*
2014 - The album Xscape was made available for pre-order on iTunes, Amazon and MichaelJackson.com.

Hi dear people,
After applying for C-permit, I got a letter that I need to provide a proof of A2 language certificate. Interestingly, my brother did the same application without language proof and he got the C-permit without issues. No idea how rules can be different to each person!
Now, my level is better than A2 but I have no proof. They said I need to provide them in the next 3 weeks with a proof. Any ideas what is the quickest way to get the certificate? Is there something I can do online?
Appreciate your help in advance.

So back when I was around 7 my neighborhood hired this security guard who was very handsome tall and had tattoos on his back, at the time was probably 23 to 25 He was very nice to me and treated me as a brother and would hug me and praise me for if I was good. I had feeling for him which at the time I thought was very weird. I once asked if he would be my boyfriend on April 1 as if it failed I could just use "it was a joke" as an excuse. He said maybe once I was older Last year I found out that he was a she from my sister Would have been nice to know before I HAD TWO BOYFRIENDS (Bi) Just remember this today and it still baffles me

i'm 23F, my sil28F and my brother 35M.
i went to spend some time w my bro/sil cause I was very mentally ill and acting impulsive(he proposed the idea and asked me to come for several weeks)
I did not have my sim card and gave my debit card to my bro.
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I told my bro I was having intrusive thoughts every second and I couldn't deal with it anymore so they booked me a psychologist app.
after the appointment, my brother and sil were telling me how I don't have depression and the meds won't help me, how I just needed to think "positive" and exercise.
also earlier that day they ordered food for themselves and my sil said she forgot to get anything for me. I had a little piece of my brother's sandwich and that's all I had. Anyway, we went to a coffee shop and my bro told me I shouldn't eat cuz my sil deserved it more(she had a cold)
after we went home I started to feel angry, annoyed and alienated I just left to stay in my room and my brother asked me what was wrong and I started crying. I said I was feeling invalidated by them and like they didn't take my mental illness seriously and that they thought I was just exaggerating.
my brother started to freak out at me telling me that I was an ungrateful brat, insulted me over and over, and told me how I could say these things when they would let me in their house, that I was ruining their place and being a freeloader and on top of that wasting his precious time. he told me it would have been better if I wasn't there and that I should get the fuck out of their house.
the day after we went to my psychiatrist's app. while we were driving back he started talking about how ungrateful I am again. I told him very calmly that I did not want to talk about this topic anymore and I just wanted to relax. He freaked out at me again that I'm a narc and I have to talk about it cuz, not everything is about me, he told me that he made a mistake by inviting me and that I wasn't a guest to them, that I expected them to lick my ass for me. he said he would find my husband and intrude on our house without notice and hurt him, he said that he wanted the money he spent on me back(he bought me a necklace and he wanted the money for the gift I never wanted).
I would have left if they just let me contact my husband and gave my debit card back but no they wouldn't even let me pack up all my stuff. my sil told me she had my nudes and voice messages from years ago from logging into my Instagram and they were gonna release them everywhere, I told her I would sue them if they do that and then she started recording our voice and saying that I insulted her and she was gonna use it as evidence to sue me, she also started video recording me while they were kicking me out. eventually, I completely lost it, started crying and yelling "just leave me alone, what do you want? why are you recording me?" and jumped at my sil to take the phone from her hand but she dodged and I ended up scratching her I had a panic attack after that. AITA?

Hi,
I go to a university that has quite a special program. There are two of them in my country and I used to go to the one closer to my home. However I ended up choosing to transfer to the one that I am currently attending because I got raped and SA while at the other campus. Last year (before transferring), I was diagnosed with PTSD and was absolutely terrified of the guys who had assaulted me. They still go to our university on the smaller campus. That's why I decided to transfer to the larger campus.
This weekend, we have some mandatory meetings for everyone who attend our program. Since my campus is larger and has more space, we are the ones holding it. Meaning that people from the smaller campus are coming today and tomorrow to attend the meetings. That means that I'll probably see the people who assaulted me last year. I have been trying to explain to my boyfriend why I am so stressed out about it and how the simple idea of them being on the campus is enough to send me down in a panic attack and flashbacks. But he doesn't seem to understand... He keeps telling me that they won't attack me again and that if they make a move I can go to his brother (my bf is away this weekend, he isn't part of my program, but his brother is).
I don't know how to tell him that the simple fact of knowing that these dudes will be roaming free around my campus is enough to make me want to hide in my room and not get out until I know for sure that they are on the bus to get back to their campus.
Thanks for reading and sorry if there are mistakes, English is not my first language

My brother was widowered for the second time a little over a month ago. The first time he was widowered, he was a dad of two young boys ages 8 and 6. He remarried fast and became a stepfather to a boy and a girl the same ages as his children. He also became a father again to two more children with his second wife. His stepchildren considered him their dad, and their bio father was deceased. His bio sons did not see his wife as their mom and I would say they did hold some negative feelings toward both for marrying when they did. His second wife did her best to be a mother to all six of the children in the home and I do recall many times her being upset that the boys were not closer to her. She told me at one point that she hoped at the end of her life, if they hadn't accepted she was their mom, they would tell her they loved her at least once while alive.
She was sick for three months and spent most of the final two weeks of her life at home, in bed, unable to do anything. Her children and my brother were there. The boys would stop by a little but they did not spend as much time as everyone else would have liked. They told me it wasn't a harrowing time for them like it was their dad or the other kids. By this point the four older ones are 20, 19 and 18. They knew it was coming to everyone's attention that they weren't all torn up over it. They also said my brother's late wife kept looking at them and waiting to see if they would say something else. They had no idea what. They weren't present when she did pass. They were doing their own thing.
My brother as well as his two stepchildren are furious with the boys. They are furious they showed up without any kind of grief when she was alive, they are furious they didn't stick around as much as her bio children did and they are furious that her death does not seem to have had a big impact on the boys. My brother ranted at the boys and asked where their hearts were and why they acted like they didn't just lose another mother and why they acted like a member of their family dying was no big deal. He ranted to other members of our family that he should just ignore them and let them move on and protect the other kids from the callousness that the boys have shown. He asked me how he was supposed to carry on with his sons as if they didn't prove to everyone that they never cared even the tiniest amount about the boys. He also told me that he and his stepchildren were aware his wife was waiting for the boys to say I love you to her before she passed. He said they never told her that.
I suggested he should attend therapy before he does anything, to think things through, because he has just suffered another very major loss. He grew angry and called me patronizing and claimed I belittled his justified feelings.
AITA?

Hey critters, hope you're all having a great weekend
i've been thinking of getting a tattoo of one of the campaign's squad crests, specifically from C1,C2 and C3 would appreciate any suggestions regarding anything like locations, designs or which crest or marking to get, thanks in advance

I don't know how to continue with all of this. My mind and soul are tired of everything and I would say that they are also tired of everyone I've ever met in my life but there has been one or two women that illuminated my path for some time. I hate how everything goes well just for me to relapse into another depressive episode without any reason or even more infuriating because a group of people that I know try to fuck me over. College, my future and my own high expectations of how I should already have that fucking bachelors degree and a master is taxing my will to live. There's not a single night in which I go to sleep peacefully, no, I always have to remember every error I've done in the past, how my life is not the magnificent life I once expected to have at this age or how the road ahead is just going to be even harder. I'm tired, I feel lonely even though I have a few friends who support me. My sleep schedule is messed up and in general there's no will to do things that I like. Playing videogames? I just start doing it and my mind starts overflowing me with suicidal thoughts that surrogate the game to a background task. Reading something? Nahh same problem. The only moments in which I feel some sort of peace are when my cats cuddle with me and we sleep together they are the only reason I've not committed suicide yet. The thought of leaving my dear Maria and her brother alone is just too much. Like what's the fucking point if from my own experience people treat you like shit even if they preach about tolerance and caring for each other? The thought of me not having any significant relationship with other human beings just makes me feel worse to the point that even when I know I'm not the problem I blame myself for the way I've been treated. And this happens with every aspect of my life. Getting to the point where you Gaslight yourself into thinking you are the problem after years of therapy and working towards being a decent human being destroys me and makes me feel like trash. I'm tired not just physically but also emotionally. I don't know if this text forms a cohesive idea or something I just wanted to vent some shit from my mind.

Kronos was legendary for stupidity in ancient Greece. This goes back to Zeus being able to fool him so easily (and usurp him) with the most basic of tricks. Across the world, tricksters and trickster gods almost always use very simple ploys, likely going back to ancient times when complex plans were not needed in simpler society. Of course, Zeus was also fooled by a childist trick of Prometheus’ later. In addition, Kronos mutilating his father Ouranos was seen as a lack of filial piety. The need to separate Earth and Sky (his parents) was not central to his story, unlike in the very similar version from Polynesia https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rangi_and_Papa . The “human” drama is both is also prominent. Though some basic features might be the same when describing how the world was created by any similar group of primitive people, as thinking up a human-like equivalent to non-human aspects of the world can only go so far in its variations, I think these correspondences are very great, and a set of similar shared myths has been taken as evidence of retention of an original human group of myths. Witzel has compiled many in papers like https://www.academia.edu/43690573/Water_in_Mythology though I don’t agree with his conclusions in regard to the great length of time separating them all. Many of these myths have alternate forms even within a single culture. Since various versions of most Greek myths exist, it’s not clear if the average Greek in ancient times thought Kronos was good or bad, or his deeds justified. Tales of gods often portray them as good or bad as needed for the plot of the story.
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Kronos mutilated his father to create a habitable earth (there was no room between Earth and Sky when his parents were joined). The similarity of the myth of how Odin killed Ymir, forming the world from his body, would make Odin and Ymir father and son (since very little is said about his father). This basic idea is not new, but its implications should be followed to their logical conclusion. The three generations of gods (Ymir, Odin, Thor vs. Ouranos, Kronos, Zeus) match well, and the use of lightning by the youngest seems to connect at least them. They could also have once been united by the body parts they each lost: genitals, eye, hand. Though all matches are not seen in attested myths, the story behind Odysseus tricking the Cyclops, involving an eye, is clearly older (with matches in many myths) and could have once been the same as Zeus tricking Kronos. Since the Sun & Moon are sometimes created by plucking out the eyes of a god or giant, if Hera was the Moon (and thus equivalent to the older Artemis, as Zeus seems to be the older Apollo) this would fit. Tyr’s name is from the same root as Zeus’ (*deiw- \ *dyew-) and he could have been Thor under another name (since ‘thunder’ is not original); as he lost a hand to Fenrir so might Zeus have lost one fighting Typhon. This goes back to PIE as seen in the Celtic Nuada Airgetlám. The truth of this probably will only come out from comparing all IE myths about these figures.
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Even if these were once found in Greek myths, since some traditions explicitly rejected imperfections in the gods they may have been “edited” out at times, or merely lost like any variant of a tale could be. For example, the Tomb of Zeus in Crete was said to show that all Cretans were liars, since Zeus could never die. Influences from other cultures could have also hid some things. Even differences among the nations of the Greeks were different; Dorians called Zeus Zan, and this was said to be the name found on his tomb. Anothe name of his might have been Zas (if Pherecydes of Syros did not make this up, or merge two names together https://www.reddit.com/mythology/comments/11snv5p/unexpected_vast_wings/ ). Doric Zā́n ‘Zeus’ is not a version of Greek *dye:m > *dze:n(-); this dialect kept long a and e separate. The Hesychian gloss hēgemonídes : zanídes shows that (however odd it may seem) older *-a:gemo- > -a:- was possible in dialects that weakened and lost multiple consonants between vowels. This would allow PIE *?sahgemo:n > G. hēgéomai ‘lead/rule’, hēgemṓn ‘leadechief’, fem. hēgemonís; Doric *?sāgemōn > *sāgevōn > Doric Zā́n ‘Zeus’ (who is the chief of the gods, and other epithets clearly reflect this.
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The basics of the three generations fit. However, both sets of myths have two groups of gods that were once in conflict: Vanir and Titans. Both have been seen as representing a separate mythology of a conquered people being absorbed (with the new versions showing the victory of the gods of the conquerors). If a second usurpation was added later to reflect this, it would be unclear how many generations of gods existed in PIE myths. If these were similar to Egyptian details https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atum then Kronos would represent Air or Wind (and his wife Rhea is thought to be from rhew- < *srew- ‘flow’, maybe indicating RiveSea). It’s not certain what the oldest form was, but logically there would have to be (if IE fits into this) a sequence like: Earth and Sky give birth to Wind and Water who give birth to Sun and Moon. This would create the apparently eternal features of the natural world. Gods of important aspects like Fire or Craft are often the children of these gods (sometimes in an odd way, like Athena from the head of Zeus, or Loki as an adopted son).
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There doesn’t seem to be anything non-Germanic in the Vanir’s names, but the Titans’ don’t always look Greek. Krónos has been connected to chrono- ‘time’ in recent and ancient theories, without any specific evidence. Iapetós, brother of Krónos, has usually been seen as non-Greek. However, Duccio Chiapello has given his theory that *Dyeus > *Yous > jo-u & *djewja > *jowja in the Linear A goddess jo-wa-ja https://www.academia.edu/94005024/The_Libation_tables_of_%CE%A4%CE%AC%CE%BD_%E1%BD%88%CF%81%CE%AC%CF%84%CF%81%CE%B9%CE%BF%CF%82_Remarks_on_the_secondary_formula_of_the_dedicatory_inscriptions_in_Linear_A . Following this logic, since at least one Greek dialect had *dj- > *j-, it makes sense to look for evidence of this in known words. Finding matches serves as confirmation of his work. Modern Cretan tends to change the prefix dia- > gia- (a spelling for dja- > ja-), and apparently other dj- > j-, so seeing this in a system from Crete is strong support. Since Arc. Diápatos / Lápatos ‘(name of a month)’, dat. Zapatéai ‘a god, Poseidon?’, come from or are related to diapatéō ‘tread through’ it is hard to separate a god named Zapatéa- / *Diapatéa- from Iapetós. Indeed, it’s likely older *pro-diapateō > *pro-djaptjō ‘tread/trample through / rush forward’ gave proïáptō ‘rush / send forth’. Neither of these words has a known source, if not from dia-. It would show *e > *i , *iV > *jV as in LA. Slightly different paths are possible, if not exact matches.
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Other features known from Crete could show the same type of connections. If Krónos was a name from the same people who wrote in LA, then the only source (I think this has been proposed before) is *ksówano- ‘carving’ > xóanon ‘(wooden) image/statue (of a god) / idol’, *ksówano- > *kxówano- > *kRówano- > Krónos (with Cretan *ks > *kx / *kR > *xR > rh- in *ksustom > xustón ‘spealance’, Cretan rhustón ‘spear’ vs. kr / k(*x) in *ksnó:data: > *ksú:vata: > *kxü:vata: > *kxü:vata: >> Egyptian kft’ïw ‘Crete’, *krü:vata: > *kri:ata: > *kre:ata: > Greek Krḗtē ‘Crete’ (optionality seen in *ksnó:datya > *ksu:vatsa / ku-zu-wa-sa)). The xóanon was usually an older cruder carving of the god than modern statues (if any were found in a particular temple), seen as more holy. The even older holy stones (which could even be said to be the stone swallowed by Kronos in place of Zeus), were yet more important.
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Together, this shows that the Greeks who lived in Greece before they were invaded by still more Greeks had gods whose names remained but were said to have been conquered by those with the names of the newly-come Greeks (Titans lost). Iapetós, brother of Krónos; Poseidon, brother of Zeus. The stories, much like the Iliad, probably were slight variations of older myths, with a few names and details changed, to reflect the political situation after conquest. For example, there are many IE stories of gods who turned on their fathers, but giving the name of a god formerly worshipped to the defeated god served to show why the conquerors’ gods were now superior and now deserved to be worshipped in place of the previous ones.

Forgive me if this isn't the right place for this question.
I was wondering if it is discrimination not having left-handed guitars at a guitar center.
My older brother wants to learn how to play guitar. So I've been teaching him a thing or two but he has issues playing my standard right-handed guitars. Realizing that he is left-handed, So I thought it would be a good idea to go to our local guitar center and try some left-handed guitars to compare his abilities.
We went straight to the back where they keep the acoustics. And couldn't find any left-handed guitars. We asked the manager working if he had any And he said they don't carry any.
I just found it odd The lack of accessibility for the left-handed community. I'm curious for thoughts anyone has about this topic, or if My brother may consider "damages" from this scenario.
Thanks for taking the time to read and/or reply

TLDR: My (25f/nb) mom (52f) wants me to 'help [my partner (20m)] find a pair of shorts that fits' because the pair he usually wears slide down a couple inches and shows a little of his ass crack, and this makes her uncomfortable. This seems hypocritical of her, and unnecessary since she rarely sees my partner anyway. I also don't want to tell my partner how to dress, and I don't want to hurt his feelings. What should I do?
For context: I share a 1000sqft house with my mom and younger brother. My brother and I have our own rooms, and my mom sleeps in the living room (she does this by choice, and has done this for the last 7 years and 2 previous residences).
About 6 months ago I started a relationship with a guy I met through work and we decided to be partners. He usually stays at my place at least 2 days a week. We work 3rd shift, stay in my room with the door shut most of the time, and usually share only 1 day off in common with my mom, so we don't see my mom a whole lot (usually just for a few minutes while passing through the house on our way to/from work).
My partner's body temperature tends to run hot and he overheats easily- we almost always have the window in my room open (even in temperatures under 50°), and when he's in my room he usually strips to his underwear. When he has to go outside my room (which is usually just to walk down the hall to the bathroom), he puts on a pair of shorts. This has been the norm for more than 5 months.
The problem: A few days ago, when I came out of my room, my mom asked me to 'help him find a pair of shorts that fits'. He's a little overweight, and (in his own words) he 'has no ass', so he usually wears a belt, and even when he does, his pants usually slip down a bit. On top of that, he's very depressed and has no self esteem (especially about his appearance). My mom said that because his shorts slip down, she can see a bit of his ass crack and this makes her uncomfortable, and this is why she made the request.
I understand where she's coming from, and it is her house; at the same time, for as long as I can remember, her usual outfit when at home is a nightshirt and panties (usually a thong). It feels weird and a bit hypocritical for someone who runs around with her whole entire ass on display to ask someone else to pull their pants up literally an extra 2 inches because it makes her uncomfortable. She also has a tendency to be judgemental of others appearances, and has done things like this before (e.g. telling me to wear a bra when my brother is around), so this irks me for those reason as well.
I don't want to hurt my partner (although I'm starting to feel comfortable with the idea of talking to him about what my mom said). I honestly want to tell my mom that if it bothers her so much she should talk to my partner herself. I don't know what the best way to approach this really is, it honestly just seems so stupid and petty to me. Any advice would be appreciated.

I just got off from work and I told myself before work "I won't be drinking today or for a while at that." Failed miserably at this attempt (obviously), mainly because of my shit neighborhood...
Why: Well, I got off work and went to the store to pick up some dog food for my pup, and first thing I saw was a tweaked out fuckstick, in the parking lot yelling and throwing stuff... I said "fuck that guy" in my head, and proceeded into the store. In the store, I noticed the same fuckstick waiting outside going bat shit. (he was kicking trash, screaming, flipping randos off, etc) so I decided to grab a few shots and a pint of vodka before this fuckstick comes in the store.
Well, god-damn he didn't come in the store, but he starts to follow me on my way home (I walk home from work, mind you it's midnight) so for courage, I downed my 4 shots quickly as I could keeping my eye on said fuckstick. He must've followed me for two blocks or so, screaming his head off, about nothing in particular. He ended up going back the way he came from, thank God... But my night wasn't over then, because another tweaker was at the end of those 2 blocks (he looked like he was counting or cussing out the dirt or some shit idk but I got a bit worried)
I downed my pint and tried passing tweaker #2 without him noticing me... He saw me and he starts to follow me also. That's when I stopped in my tracks to see if he'd pass by or go back to where he was at. This didn't work as he asked me what I was doing there and if I had some coke. I told him nah and offered him food from my job instead, but he refused and continued putting him knees and head into the dirt... I power walked the fuck outta there.
Now I'm feeling buzzed and paranoid due to these fucksticks, and when I got finally home my brother starts to belittle me because he noticed the alcohol on my breath and me obviously stumbling up the stairs.
I have no idea why I typing this but it's whatever. I'm just glad I got home safely and fed my pup without getting into a fight with these tweaking fucksticks. Until I go back to work tomorrow.
Chairs you lovely fuckers
Tldr: got off work at midnight to get dog food, tweaker in parking lot followed me 2 blocks as I drank, then another tweaker noticed me and started to follow me as well, GTFO of there and got home to be belittled by brother for drinking, dog is happily fed and asleep now.

The post only looks long, but it's an easy read. Look, there's good stuff here, k?

It''s about 02:30 as I type this, and I'm going to try to see if the man of my dreams is really online.

With that being said, I'll get to some important stuff about me and what I'm looking for. Hopefully, this can call out to the right guy for me.

About me:

*29 years old

*Heterosexual woman.

*College student and working full-time.

*Single, no kids.

*Will care about things you care about, cook for you and draw stick figures of us holding hands on your napkin.

*I have one dog (who isn't great with cats)

*Caucasian/white

*Brunette

*5 feet tall (don't be weird about this, I look like an adult)

*No criminal record

*Politically centered-ish, and I am an adult about it.

*Not religious, not interested in organized religion.

*Curvy body type currently. Have had, and am still on a fitness journey. I'm not perfect and do not demand perfection. (Bonus points if we can relate to this)

*I don't drink or do drugs. I have a cigarette once or twice a year. Never was super into weed, but I can't with my job and schooling. No big deal.

*I believe in honesty and transparency, obviously.

*I have one small tattoo. Not sure if I want more or not, but I always wanted one, so it makes me happy.

*I love music, inappropriate humor, drawing, painting, working out, spicy food, animals, writing, reading, flowers, my mom, funny/scary movies, true crime because I'm basic, psychology, caffeine, and the occasional episode of trash TV.

I don't know, I guess what I can put here is that I am a fundamentally good woman with good intentions. I've tried to live my life on the basic principle of doing good and being good. Treating others the way I want to be treated, etc. I'm not without my imperfections and don't expect perfection, but I think that I have a lot to offer in terms of knowing what's right and wrong, and being a good, loyal, loving partner.

As I approach my 30's, I'm really certain about who I am, what I want in my life and what I don't. I think being self-aware, honest, and being as authentic as possible is paramount to finding the right "missing piece" so to speak.

With that said, here's what I'm looking for:

*You are a 26-40ish year old male.

*Single online, in real life, in every way. Do not message me if you are not single. Sowwy not sowwy.

*You are looking for a serious, long-term, monogamous relationship that leads to getting m-worded (following the rules of the subreddit) and having kids.

*We must have a similar sense of humor and relatively similar beliefs and moral compass. It's just the reality for compatability, tbh.

*You are not a sex offender, a felon, or have any major criminal record.

*You have a job and have some kind of education.

*Not an addict. (Please seek help, not a relationship with me. I wish you well.)

*Patient, kind, driven, and able to have a relationship.

*Good listener, trustworthy, honest, critical thinker, can have a conversation about anything, exchange ideas freely.

*Hygienic. I'm big on personal hygiene for myself, you should too.

*Having a strong sense of self, what you want, what you don't want.

Again, I don't ever demand for or expect perfection as much as I expect a good man with a brain in his head and a desire for a good, happy future for the both of us. I'm open to LDR as long as there is consistent communication and a plan in motion to relocate and all of that.

Anyway, thanks for reading if you made it this far. If any of this sounds good for you, then send me a chat with a bit about yourself.

Talk soon. :)

Me and my family moved to this town some years ago when my sister and I were barely two years old. It was such a beautiful site and back then there was no town to behold. Back then it was just what was left behind from a fire, it was my parents who built up the town, mostly on their own. They built this town because of their sadness to the view, how desolate it appeared and how hungry for new life it viewed. And so, here I am now, in this more or less unnamed town, just down from the small city we moved from.
I think I must have been about five years old when this happened, I remember waking up to my little sister crying whilst peering through the window at the nearby mountains. My mom looked at them and said she saw an amazing site and we all need to go see it closer. I decided that morning to be rebellious, I suppose. I wish I hadn't, or I would still have them. I guess I do kind of have them, but they don't believe I'm their son and brother.
So, here's what happened after they went out to see the mountains. They never came back. I looked outside for them and called for them and waited awhile. I must have waited for hours, maybe even the whole day. I remember when I went outside the mountains looked pure silver, there was no source of light as both the sun and moon were nowhere to be seen, and the town my parents had been building up felt eerie, as if there were a million people there yet no one was there at all. I'm not sure how more to describe it. After waiting some time longer, I made the cautious trek back to the city on my own. It was there I stayed for four months, not only recovering but giving the search team any information I could. Those grueling four months are what cause me to regret leaving now.
When we finally returned to get some evidence from where I lived, there sat my parents with my sister. Just as I had seen them the night prior to losing them. I was so excited to see them that I almost started crying, but tears of happiness turned to fear and sorrow as they asked who we were.
"Mom, Dad, you remember me, don't you?" I tried to no avail. I looked at the officers of the search team pleadingly, however, they were as confused as I was if not more.
According to these people who resembled my family, I'd woken up one morning and called out to them after witnessing a beautiful site on the mountains. I begged them for permission to go out early and take a closer look, as much as they tried to convince me not to, they finally caved and told me to return before sunrise. They had been sitting in this room since then, waiting for me. Except, I was right here, and they were right there. I was their son, them my parents. It didn't take long for a search team to go into the mountains themselves to hunt down my real parents or solve this mystery, however that team never really returned. They did return of course, but it wasn't them. When they came down, they didn't recognize me either, they informed my parents they never found me and that they had to consider the worst and start the process of moving on. They went up looking for my family, came down losing me.
It's been a few years now; I still talk to the family that resembles my own. My sister is okay, she misses her brother but thankfully is okay with the idea of me being her brother. My parents say they only talk to me because I resemble their son so much and think he would be like me if he was still here. I guess I got adopted by my alternate family. I tried sharing my story to some organizations, however when they make the hike up to check on things they came back down altered just as my family and the first team had been.
Sometimes, I wonder if maybe if I go up there, would I meet myself?

I overestimate my abilities, but am not as smart. These leads to me making career decisions that are outright stupid. I am now at a place that is very depressing.
I have no idea how to get out of this.
For context:
I graduated from a good college, most of my friends are over achievers. I tried my best to be competitive and get a good job, and landed a job in a bank. The job was safe and paid good enough, however I was still dissatisfied because I didn't feel like the work is interesting or that my pay is good enough because I had friends being paid more. Then I landed interviews at a better company. Out of hurry I quit before even I cracked the interview. However I didn't clear the interview. Out of anxiety I joined back. I got my team changed within the same company. After a few months, I quit that company too, because of other reasons.
I have been acting totally chaotically. I also recently got diagnosed with ADHD.
I used to be good at studies and everything in childhood and from my community I went to a great college. However my recent stupidity is affecting my life a lot.
I also fought a lot with my parents, my ex girlfriend. My dad recently had a stroke, and it might partly because of me and the stress I caused them.
I also explored Buddhism and meditation, it partly helped, partly made it worse.
Are some of us just doomed? Like those of us born with bad genes/too much expectations from parents.
I am currently working in a friend's startup, however honest to God, I have no idea what am doing. I am trying to catchup but struggling. I had three months in the middle where I was extremely suicidially depressive.
Now am also responsible for my parents, but am struggling.
My brother seems to be doing much better. He is more organised and disciplined. I am so full of shame and guilt.
Add to all this after my dad had a stroke, I also have to take care of his business. Which I have very little expertise in.
My dad was born poor but struggled and fought a lot to be in upper middleclass. Now I feel like I will destroy it all. Most of my extended family is poor and lower caste in India with a few exceptions. I fear about me falling. The sudden lack of my dad, who even when alive is not as alive as he used to be, is depressing. He used to take care of a lot. I even feel guilty for whatever happened to him. I used to complain a lot about him. It all feels my entitlement.
I feel very depressed, helpless and hopeless somedays. I have been going to therapy from almost three years, now it feels like a waste of money to be honest.

Preface: I am doing well now, and have recovered from most of the issues that come up in this story. Trigger and content warning for subject of offing oneself.
Now, for the story. 3-4 years ago I was in an awful spot mentally, and was dealing with mental illness and trauma. One night, I decided that I was done with everything. My room has access to the outside, so I planned on sneaking out to go end it. At the time I had two Guinea pigs. One of which was very attached to me. I got up and he started screaming at me, wheeking as loud as he could. I checked his water, gave him food, gave him some pets. Nothing calmed him. I sat down to try and think what was wrong, and he stopped his noises. I got back up, and he went right back to wheeking at me. I sat down and stood up two more times before I realized that he'd only stop when I was sitting down. I gently lifted him up from his cage and held him, crying and thanking him. He died July 2022, and this Wednesday I'll be getting a semicolon tattoo made of Guinea pig paw prints. That's why I'm getting this off my chest. My family doesn't know, they don't get to know. They know how special Guinea pigs are to me, but they'll never get to realize just how important this tattoo will be to me. I wouldn't be here without that little ball of noisy fur, and I miss him and his brothers every day.