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2023.06.02 00:59 JoshAsdvgi THE FOUR BROTHERS
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THE FOUR BROTHERS; OR INYANHOKSILA (STONE BOY)
Alone and apart from their tribe dwelt four orphan brothers.
They had erected a very comfortable hut, although the materials used were only willows, hay, birch bark, and adobe mud.
After the completion of their hut, the oldest brother laid out the different kinds of work to be done by the four of them.
He and the second and third brothers were to do all the hunting, and the youngest brother was to do the house work, cook the meals, and keep plenty of wood on hand at all times.
As his older brothers would leave for their hunting very early every morning, and would not return till late at night, the little fellow always found plenty of spare time to gather into little piles fine dry wood for their winter use.
Thus the four brothers lived happily for a long time.
One day while out gathering and piling up wood, the boy heard a rustling in the leaves and looking around he saw a young woman standing in the cherry bushes, smiling at him.
"Who are you, and where did you come from?" asked the boy, in surprise.
"I am an orphan girl and have no relatives living.
I came from the village west of here.
I learned from rabbit that there were four orphan brothers living here all alone, and that the youngest was keeping house for his older brothers, so I thought I would come over and see if I couldn't have them adopt me as their sister, so that I might keep house for them, as I am very poor and have no relations, neither have I a home."
She looked so pitiful and sad that the boy thought to himself, "I will take her home with me, poor girl, no matter what my brothers think or say."
Then he said to her: "Come on, tanke (sister).
You may go home with me; I am sure my older brothers will be glad to have you for our sister."
When they arrived at the hut, the girl hustled about and cooked up a fine hot supper, and when the brothers returned they were surprised to see a girl sitting by the fire in their hut. After they had entered the youngest brother got up and walked outside, and a short time after the oldest brother followed him out.
"Who is that girl, and where did she come from?" he asked his brother.
Whereupon the brother told him the whole story.
Upon hearing this the oldest brother felt very sorry for the poor orphan girl and going back into the hut he spoke to the girl, saying: "Sister, you are an orphan, the same as we; you have no relatives, no home.
We will be your brothers, and our poor hut shall be your home.
Henceforth call us brothers, and you will be our sister."
"Oh, how happy I am now that you take me as your sister.
I will be to you all as though we were of the same father and mother," said the girl.
And true to her word, she looked after everything of her brothers and kept the house in such fine shape that the brothers blessed the day that she came to their poor little hut.
She always had an extra buckskin suit and two pairs of moccasins hanging at the head of each one's bed.
Buffalo, deer, antelope, bear, wolf, wildcat, mountain lion and beaver skins she tanned by the dozen, and piled nicely in one corner of the hut.
When the Indians have walked a great distance and are very tired, they have great faith in painting their feet, claiming that paint eases the pain and rests their feet.
After their return from a long day's journey, when they would be lying down resting, the sister would get her paint and mix it with the deer tallow and rub the paint on her brother's feet, painting them up to their ankles.
The gentle touch of her hands, and the soothing qualities of the tallow and paint soon put them into a deep, dreamless steep.
Many such kind actions on her part won the hearts of the brothers, and never was a full blood sister loved more than was this poor orphan girl, who had been taken as their adopted sister.
In the morning when they arose, the sister always combed their long black silken scalp locks and painted the circle around the scalp lock a bright vermillion.
When the hunters would return with a goodly supply of beef, the sister would hurry and relieve them of their packs, hanging each one high enough from the ground so the prowling dogs and coyotes could not reach them.
The hunters each had a post on which to hang his bow and flint head arrows.
(Good hunters never laid their arrows on the ground, as it was considered unlucky to the hunter who let his arrows touch the earth after they had been out of the quiver).
They were all perfectly happy, until one day the older brother surprised them all by saying: "We have a plentiful supply of meat on hand at present to last us for a week or so.
I am going for a visit to the village west of us, so you boys all stay at home and help sister. Also gather as much wood as you can and I will be back again in four days.
On my return we will resume our hunting and commence getting our year's supply of meat."
He left the next morning, and the last they saw of him was while he stood at the top of the long range of hills west of their home.
Four days had come and gone and no sign of the oldest brother.
"I am afraid that our brother has met with some accident," said the sister.
"I am afraid so, too," said the next oldest. "
I must go and search for him; he may be in some trouble where a little help would get him out."
The second brother followed the direction his brother had taken, and when he came to the top of the long range of hills he sat down and gazed long and steadily down into the long valley with a beautiful creek winding through it.
Across the valley was a long plain stretching for miles beyond and finally ending at the foot of another range of hills, the counterpart of the one upon which he sat.
After noting the different landmarks carefully, he arose and slowly started down the slope and soon came to the creek he had seen from the top of the range.
Great was his surprise on arriving at the creek to find what a difference there was in the appearance of it from the range and where he stood.
From the range it appeared to be a quiet, harmless, laughing stream.
Now he saw it to be a muddy, boiling, bubbling torrent, with high perpendicular banks.
For a long time he stood, thinking which way to go, up or down stream.
He had just decided to go down stream, when, on chancing to look up, he noticed a thin column of smoke slowly ascending from a little knoll.
He approached the place cautiously and noticed a door placed into the creek bank on the opposite side of the stream.
As he stood looking at the door, wondering who could be living in a place like that, it suddenly opened and a very old appearing woman came out and stood looking around her. Soon she spied the young man, and said to him: "My grandchild, where did you come from and whither are you bound?"
The young man answered: "I came from east of this ridge and am in search of my oldest brother, who came over in this direction five days ago and who has not yet returned."
"Your brother stopped here and ate his dinner with me, and then left, traveling towards the west," said the old witch, for such she was. "
Now, grandson, come across on that little log bridge up the stream there and have your dinner with me.
I have it all cooked now and just stepped outside to see if there might not be some hungry traveler about, whom I could invite in to eat dinner with me."
The young man went up the stream a little distance and found a couple of small logs which had been placed across the stream to serve as a bridge.
He crossed over and went down to the old woman's dugout hut.
"Come in grandson, and eat. I know you must be hungry."
The young man sat down and ate a real hearty meal.
On finishing he arose and said: "Grandmother, I thank you for your meal and kindness to me.
I would stay and visit with you awhile, as I know it must be very lonely here for you, but I am very anxious to find my brother, so I must be going.
On my return I will stop with my brother and we will pay you a little visit."
"Very well, grandson, but before you go, I wish you would do me a little favor.
Your brother did it for me before he left, and cured me, but it has come back on me again.
I am subject to very severe pains along the left side of my backbone, all the way from my shoulder blade down to where my ribs attach to my backbone, and the only way I get any relief from the pain is to have some one kick me along the side."
(She was a witch, and concealed in her robe a long sharp steel spike. It was placed so that the last kick they would give her, their foot would hit the spike and they would instantly drop off into a swoon, as if dead.)
"If I won't hurt you too much, grandmother, I certainly will be glad to do it for you," said the young man, little thinking he would be the one to get hurt.
"No, grandson, don't be afraid of hurting me; the harder you kick the longer the pain stays away."
She laid down on the floor and rolled over on to her right side, so he could get a good chance to kick the left side where she said the pain was located.
As he moved back to give the first kick, he glanced along the floor and he noticed a long object wrapped in a blanket, lying against the opposite wall.
He thought it looked strange and was going to stop and investigate, but just then the witch cried out as if in pain.
"Hurry up, grandson, I am going to die if you don't hurry and start in kicking."
" I can investigate after I get through with her," thought he, so he started in kicking and every kick he would give her she would cry: "Harder, kick harder."
He had to kick seven times before he would get to the end of the pain, so he let out as hard as he could drive, and when he came to the last kick he hit the spike, and driving it through his foot, fell down in a dead swoon, and was rolled up in a blanket by the witch and placed beside his brother at the opposite side of the room.
When the second brother failed to return, the third went in search of the two missing ones. He fared no better than the second one, as he met the old witch who served him in a similar manner as she had his two brothers.
"Ha! Ha!" she laughed, when she caught the third, "I have only one more of them to catch, and when I get them I will keep them all here a year, and then I will turn them into horses and sell them back to their sister.
I hate her, for I was going to try and keep house for them and marry the oldest one, but she got ahead of me and became their sister, so now I will get my revenge on her.
Next year she will be riding and driving her brothers and she won't know it."
When the third brother failed to return, the sister cried and begged the last one not to venture out in search of them.
But go he must, and go he did, only to do as his three brothers had done.
Now the poor sister was nearly distracted.
Day and night she wandered over hills and through woods in hopes she might find or hear of some trace of them.
Her wanderings were in vain.
The hawks had not seen them after they had crossed the little stream.
The wolves and coyotes told her that they had seen nothing of her brothers out on the broad plains, and she had given them up for dead.
One day, as she was sitting by the little stream that flowed past their hut, throwing pebbles into the water and wondering what she should do, she picked up a pure white pebble, smooth and round, and after looking at it for a long time, threw it into the water.
No sooner had it hit the water than she saw it grow larger.
She took it out and looked at it and threw it in again.
This time it had assumed the form of a baby.
She took it out and threw it in the third time and the form took life and began to cry: "Ina, ina" (mother, mother).
She took the baby home and fed it soup, and it being an unnatural baby, quickly grew up to a good sized boy.
At the end of three months he was a good big, stout youth.
One day he said: "Mother, why are you living here alone? To whom do all these fine clothes and moccasins belong?" She then told him the story of her lost brothers.
"Oh, I know now where they are.
You make me lots of arrows.
I am going to find my uncles." She tried to dissuade him from going, but he was determined and said: "My father sent me to you so that I could find my uncles for you, and nothing can harm me, because I am stone and my name is "Stone Boy."
The mother, seeing that he was determined to go, made a whole quiver full of arrows for him, and off he started.
When he came to the old witch's hut, she was nowhere to be seen, so he pushed the door in and entered.
The witch was busily engaged cooking dinner.
"Why, my dear grandchild, you are just in time for dinner.
Sit down and we will eat before you continue your journey."
Stone boy sat down and ate dinner with the old witch.
She watched him very closely, but when she would be drinking her soup he would glance hastily around the room.
Finally he saw the four bundles on the opposite side of the room, and he guessed at once that there lay his four uncles.
When he had finished eating he took out his little pipe and filled it with "kini-kinic," and commenced to smoke, wondering how the old woman had managed to fool his smart uncles.
He couldn't study it out, so when he had finished his smoke he arose to pretend to go. When the old woman saw him preparing to leave, she said: "Grandson, will you kick me on the left side of my backbone.
I am nearly dead with pain and if you kick me good and hard it will cure me."
"All right, grandma," said the boy.
The old witch lay down on the floor and the boy started in to kick.
At the first kick he barely touched her.
"Kick as hard as you can, grandson; don't be afraid you will hurt me, because you can't." With that Stone Boy let drive and broke two ribs.
She commenced to yell and beg him to stop, but he kept on kicking until he had kicked both sides of her ribs loose from the backbone.
Then he jumped on her backbone and broke it and killed the old witch.
He built a big fire outside and dragged her body to it, and threw her into the fire.
Thus ended the old woman who was going to turn his uncles into horses.
Next he cut willows and stuck them into the ground in a circle.
The tops he pulled together, making a wickieup.
He then took the old woman's robes and blankets and covered the wickieup so that no air could get inside.
He then gathered sage brush and covered the floor with a good thick bed of sage; got nice round stones and got them red hot in the fire, and placed them in the wickieup and proceeded to carry his uncles out of the hut and lay them down on the soft bed of sage. Having completed carrying and depositing them around the pile of rocks, he got a bucket of water and poured it on the hot rocks, which caused a great vapor in the little wickie-up.
He waited a little while and then listened and heard some breathing inside, so he got another bucket and poured that on also.
After awhile he could hear noises inside as though some one were moving about.
He went again and got the third bucket and after he had poured that on the rocks, one of the men inside said:
"Whoever you are, good friend, don't bring us to life only to scald us to death again."
Stone boy then said: "Are all of you alive?" "Yes," said the voice. "Well, come out," said the boy.
And with that he threw off the robes and blankets, and a great cloud of vapor arose and settled around the top of the highest peak on the long range, and from that did Smoky Range derive its name.
The uncles, when they heard who the boy was, were very happy, and they all returned together to the anxiously waiting sister.
As soon as they got home, the brothers worked hard to gather enough wood to last them all winter.
Game they could get at all times of the year, but the heavy fall of snow covered most of the dry wood and also made it very difficult to drag wood through the deep snow.
So they took advantage of the nice fall weather and by the time the snow commenced falling they had enough wood gathered to last them throughout the winter.
After the snow fell a party of boys swiftly coasted down the big hill west of the brothers' hut.
The Stone boy used to stand and watch them for hours at a time.
His youngest uncle said: "Why don't you go up and coast with them?"
The boy said: "They may be afraid of me, but I guess I will try once, anyway."
So the next morning when the crowd came coasting, Stone boy started for the hill.
When he had nearly reached the bottom of the coasting hill all of the boys ran off excepting two little fellows who had a large coaster painted in different colors and had little bells tied around the edges, so when the coaster was in motion the bells made a cheerful tinkling sound.
As Stone boy started up the hill the two little fellows started down and went past him as though shot from a hickory bow.
When they got to the end of their slide, they got off and started back up the hill.
It being pretty steep, Stone boy waited for them, so as to lend a hand to pull the big coaster up the hill.
As the two little fellows came up with him he knew at once that they were twins, as they looked so much alike that the only way one could be distinguished from the other was by the scarfs they wore.
One wore red, the other black.
He at once offered to help them drag their coaster to the top of the hill.
When they got to the top the twins offered their coaster to him to try a ride.
At first he refused, but they insisted on his taking it, as they said they would sooner rest until he came back.
So he got on the coaster and flew down the hill, only he was such an expert he made a zigzag course going down and also jumped the coaster off a bank about four feet high, which none of the other coasters dared to tackle.
Being very heavy, however, he nearly smashed the coaster.
Upon seeing this wonderful jump, and the zigzag course he had taken going down, the twins went wild with excitement and decided that they would have him take them down when he got back.
So upon his arrival at the starting point, they both asked him at once to give them the pleasure of the same kind of a ride he had taken.
He refused, saying: "We will break your coaster.
I alone nearly smashed it, and if we all get on and make the same kind of a jump, I am afraid you will have to go home without your coaster."
"Well, take us down anyway, and if we break it our father will make us another one."
So he finally consented.
When they were all seated ready to start, he told them that when the coaster made the jump they must look straight ahead.
"By no means look down, because if you do we will go over the cut bank and land in a heap at the bottom of the gulch."
They said they would obey what he said, so off they started swifter than ever, on account of the extra weight, and so swiftly did the sleigh glide over the packed, frozen snow, that it nearly took the twins' breath away.
Like an arrow they approached the jump.
The twins began to get a little nervous. "Sit steady and look straight ahead," yelled Stone boy.
The twin next to Stone boy, who was steering behind, sat upright and looked far ahead, but the one in front crouched down and looked into the coulee.
Of course, Stone boy, being behind, fell on top of the twins, and being so heavy, killed both of them instantly, crushing them to a jelly.
The rest of the boys, seeing what had happened, hastened to the edge of the bank, and looking down, saw the twins laying dead, and Stone boy himself knocked senseless, lying quite a little distance from the twins.
The boys, thinking that all three were killed, and that Stone boy had purposely steered the sleigh over the bank in such a way that it would tip and kill the twins, returned to the village with this report.
Now, these twins were the sons of the head chief of the Buffalo Nation.
So at once the chief and his scouts went over to the hill to see if the boys had told the truth.
When they arrived at the bank they saw the twins lying dead, but where was Stone boy? They looked high and low through the gulch, but not a sign of him could they find.
Tenderly they picked up the dead twins and carried them home, then held a big council and put away the bodies of the dead in Buffalo custom.
A few days after this the uncles were returning from a long journey.
When they drew near their home they noticed large droves of buffalo gathered on their side of the range.
Hardly any buffalo ever ranged on this east side of the range before, and the brothers thought it strange that so many should so suddenly appear there now.
When they arrived at home their sister told them what had happened to the chief's twins, as her son had told her the whole story upon his arrival at home after the accident.
"Well, probably all the buffalo we saw were here for the council and funeral," said the older brother.
"But where is my nephew?" (Stone boy) he asked his sister.
"He said he had noticed a great many buffalo around lately and he was going to learn, if possible, what their object was," said the sister. "Well, we will wait until his return."
When Stone boy left on his trip that morning, before the return of his uncles, he was determined to ascertain what might be the meaning of so many buffalo so near the home of himself and uncles.
He approached several bunches of young buffalo, but upon seeing him approaching they would scamper over the hills.
Thus he wandered from bunch to bunch, scattering them all.
Finally he grew tired of their cowardice and started for home.
When he had come to within a half mile or so of home he saw an old shaggy buffalo standing by a large boulder, rubbing on it first one horn and then the other.
On coming up close to him, the boy saw that the bull was so old he could hardly see, and his horns so blunt that he could have rubbed them for a year on that boulder and not sharpened them so as to hurt anyone.
"What are you doing here, grandfather?" asked the boy.
"I am sharpening my horns for the war," said the bull.
"What war?" asked the boy.
"Haven't you heard," said the old bull, who was so near sighted he did not recognize Stone boy.
"The chief's twins were killed by Stone boy, who ran them over a cut bank purposely, and the chief has ordered all of his buffalo to gather here, and when they arrive we are going to kill Stone boy and his mother and his uncles."
"Is that so? When is the war to commence?"
"In five days from now we will march upon the uncles and trample and gore them all to death."
"Well, grandfather, I thank you for your information, and in return will do you a favor that will save you so much hard work on your blunt horns."
So saying he drew a long arrow from his quiver and strung his bow, attached the arrow to the string and drew the arrow half way back.
The old bull, not seeing what was going on, and half expecting some kind of assistance in his horn sharpening process, stood perfectly still.
Thus spoke Stone boy:
"Grandfather, you are too old to join in a war now, and besides if you got mixed up in that big war party you might step in a hole or stumble and fall and be trampled to death.
That would be a horrible death, so I will save you all that suffering by just giving you this.
" At this word he pulled the arrow back to the flint head and let it fly.
True to his aim, the arrow went in behind the old bull's foreleg, and with such force was it sent that it went clear through the bull and stuck into a tree two hundred feet away.
Walking over to the tree, he pulled out his arrow.
Coolly straightening his arrow between his teeth and sighting it for accuracy, he shoved it back into the quiver with its brothers, exclaiming:
"I guess, grandpa, you won't need to sharpen your horns for Stone boy and his uncles."
Upon his arrival home he told his uncles to get to work building three stockades with ditches between and make the ditches wide and deep so they will hold plenty of buffalo.
"The fourth fence I will build myself," he said.
The brothers got to work early and worked until very late at night.
They built three corrals and dug three ditches around the hut, and it took them three days to complete the work. Stone boy hadn't done a thing towards building his fence yet, and there were only two days more left before the charge of the buffalo would commence.
Still the boy didn't seem to bother himself about the fence.
Instead he had his mother continually cutting arrow sticks, and as fast as she could bring them he would shape them, feather and head them.
So by the time his uncles had their fences and corrals finished he had a thousand arrows finished for each of his uncles.
The last two days they had to wait, the uncles joined him and they finished several thousand more arrows.
The evening before the fifth day he told his uncles to put up four posts, so they could use them as seats from which to shoot.
While they were doing this, Stone boy went out to scout and see how things looked.
At daylight he came hurriedly in saying, "You had better get to the first corral; they are coming."
"You haven't built your fence, nephew." Whereupon Stone boy said: "I will build it in time; don't worry, uncle."
The dust on the hillsides rose as great clouds of smoke from a forest fire.
Soon the leaders of the charge came in sight, and upon seeing the timber stockade they gave forth a great snort or roar that fairly shook the earth.
Thousands upon thousands of mad buffalo charged upon the little fort.
The leaders hit the first stockade and it soon gave way.
The maddened buffalo pushed forward by the thousands behind them; plunged forward, only to fall into the first ditch and be trampled to death by those behind them.
The brothers were not slow in using their arrows, and many a noble beast went down before their deadly aim with a little flint pointed arrow buried deep in his heart.
The second stockade stood their charge a little longer than did the first, but finally this gave way, and the leaders pushed on through, only to fall into the second ditch and meet a similar fate to those in the first.
The brothers commenced to look anxiously towards their nephew, as there was only one more stockade left, and the second ditch was nearly bridged over with dead buffalo, with the now thrice maddened buffalo attacking the last stockade more furiously than before, as they could see the little hut through the openings in the corral.
"Come in, uncles," shouted Stone boy.
They obeyed him, and stepping to the center he said: "Watch me build my fence."
Suiting the words, he took from his belt an arrow with a white stone fastened to the point and fastening it to his bow, he shot it high in the air. Straight up into the air it went, for two or three thousand feet, then seemed to stop suddenly and turned with point down and descended as swiftly as it had ascended.
Upon striking the ground a high stone wall arose, enclosing the hut and all who were inside. Just then the buffalo broke the last stockade only to fill the last ditch up again.
In vain did the leaders butt the stone wall.
They hurt themselves, broke their horns and mashed their snouts, but could not even scar the wall.
The uncles and Stone boy in the meantime rained arrows of death into their ranks.
When the buffalo chief saw what they had to contend with, he ordered the fight off.
The crier or herald sang out: "Come away, come away, Stone boy and his uncles will kill all of us."
So the buffalo withdrew, leaving over two thousand of their dead and wounded on the field, only to be skinned and put away for the feasts of Stone boy and his uncles, who lived to be great chiefs of their own tribe,
and whose many relations soon joined them on the banks of Stone Boy Creek.
2023.06.02 00:58 JJ2923 Should I get the Amazon Fire 7, 8 or 10?
2023.06.02 00:56 TheDivineDr4gon Please Read ,Eddie. One of the scariest youtube channels I’ve found
Hey Eddie, I found one of the scariest youtube channels I’ve seen and wanted to see if you’d react to it, they post scary video compilations, currently at number 78. The channel is called “BizzareBub’. i watched a few of the videos and i think comp 76 was one of the scariest ones. He does talk quite a bit tho, here’s one of the clips from the channelsubmitted by TheDivineDr4gon to scaryeddie [link] [comments]
2023.06.02 00:55 redbeard948 Shun run ch 6 xenolog
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2023.06.02 00:52 SwissCheese4Collagen The !'s Arrivals: Ra! Part 1- Live from the RV Lot It's BABY TIME!
Guess what folks, Krafty Kath! decided to toss her hat into the running for J'in-Love of the year by posting Ra!s arrival video part 1 about eight hours before that pesky little documentary pops up on Amazon. Part 2 will be here tomorrow just in case anybody doubts her dedication to Rimmy J's PR-ayer Machine. Jed! opens the vlog informing us that Kath! has had contractions in the past couple days and is on her way into the doctor to see if she gets induced or not. Before that happens though, Jed! has to install the car seat and the base for Ra!. Maybe go do that, and then film the info for your vlog, it's more important.submitted by SwissCheese4Collagen to SnarkyRecapsBySwiss [link] [comments]
Jed! pulls intro duty this time
She's very relaxed compared to OfNostrils
We open with Kath!s favorite question when she's pregnant, "How are you feeling?". She says she feels pretty good and won't be surprised whether she has the baby today or not. The due date is in two days she says. Today's project is that they have to wash Italy and Israel off of Tru!s Trusty Doona. It looks like he is going to be hoofing it from here on out, tough luck kid. Either way SiAhh told Jed! to just power wash all of the stroller components. Jed! claims that they've upgraded but that they need to still wash Tru!s stroller, ostensibly for Ra! since we know Actually Gunner had his in the hospital room before this point.
The J'Gang's all here....
Now we come to a frightening new feature, Story time with Jed!. This one is basically testing the waters to see if they're going to do a J'ackass style vlog with J'Obnoxious James. Jed! says he was out "quadding", A.k.a. four-wheeling, with J'Obnoxious James and J'Orchestra Pit when they came upon a creek. Jed!, a grown man with the business and infant children, didn't realize the water was deeper in one part and sunk his four wheeler. These J'idiots survive on sheer luck. Luckily J'Obnoxious James or J'Orchestra Pit managed to get footage, and just as luckily Jed has a full-time mechanic from Alaska at the car lot who can fix it. Never fear, dear Snarkers, he won't be without his toy for very long. Also, the captions provided us with another gem, by changing "actually" into "sexually".
J'Obnoxious James poses while Jed! splashes
God damn do I love these captions.
Kath! has been to her final Dr. appointment, and is told in two days. In a startling show of self-awareness, they asked Tru! if he is ready to meet his baby sister etc., and realized that Tru! didn't care about anything other than the bottled milk that was currently in his mouth. They make comments that "he's too young to understand what's going on", and "he is so little". Maybe don't be in such a hurry to rush him out of the crib by having another baby 12 months later? Anyhow, Tru! notices the camera and turns away with his bottle and throws it. His mother gives it to him and he throws it again. It's worth noting that when he throws the bottle, he is turned away from the camera, and Jed has to move the camera around to be able to get Tru! into the shot. After eyeballing the offending apparatus, Tru! disengages and starts to engage with his mother ignoring the camera for the rest of the scene. Tru! knows that when Jed says "pray over this little guy", he is home free and he can go to bed.
She was induced on Tru!s due date, will she be as punctual again?
\"You keep that thing out of my face, man. Mom, tell him.\" -Tru!
Jed! goes to extreme lengths to get an extreme angle, despite Tru!'s best efforts
\"Hey, Mom, are you sane today? Can you yell cut?\" -Tru!
At 4:30 the next morning, everyone is awake. Kath!, Jed!, Tru!, Grammy!. Apparently Kath!s mom is pulling Lolly duty for Jed! and Kath! since Perm has used up her allotted 48 hours away from Rimmy J for the year staying over to help OfNostrils when they brought Actually Gunner home. Kath! make scrambled eggs while Jed! films it, if she can get a breakfast in bed before early morning induction, when can she? A chatty Tru! woke up at 3:30, and his parents say maybe he does know something is going on because he's talking so much. Atta boy, keep em guessin'. It's gonna be easier than he thinks. Just ask Austina. Don't worry, Kath! jumps in to say that "he just does that sometimes" and dismiss any thought that her son might be showing signs of cognitive thought.
A 1 year old chatters to themselves to self-soothe when they wake up? Call the press!
Tru!s favorite person, Grammy!
Left unstickered so you can see his Adoring Gaze at the ketchup and scrambled eggs he supposedly doesn't like.
Kar Konvos with Kath!
Kath! packs her scrambled eggs, with ketchup, and a chocolate, peanut butter and banana protein shake for pre-baby meal. I hate to agree with Jed! but he isn't on board with the ketchup scrambled eggs. His face says otherwise and he takes his eyes off the road to eyebang said scrambled eggs. He is however admittedly a big fan of the peanut butter banana protein shake. Kath! knew she had to pack something to eat because nothing was open, Jed asks if she's ready. She says that yes she is but it's weird this time. Does she think a helpmeet is going to be any different than a headship? She goes on to say that knowing that she's going to see her baby in a few hours and go through all this stuff is just weird. What she doesn't have some Intelligent Design Magical Godly Birth Process motto to spout off? Nope, they talk about how Tru! got stuck and Kath! had to push for an hour and 1/2 due to his "big head". Luckily, Ra! has been measuring smaller than Tru! was, so they anticipate a smoother delivery. At least they hope for one. They roll up to the hospital, the same hospital Actually Gunner spawned at, and Jed! says that "this looks familiar". Is that because everybody in your family uses the same hospital or because you're making a joke that it's been almost exactly one year since you guys were here last to shoot Tru! out into existence?
Kath! clues Jed! into her ultimate plan.
I've never been creeped out by these doors in my life...
Like the Nostrils McBeardsley's a couple days before them, they walk in through the empty emergency room because it is so early in the morning. Kath! says that by being back so soon most of their favorite people probably still work there. Odd reason to Irish twin your kids but whatever's clever...They move on to the "creepy" big automatic emergency room doors, They are creepy because "they open both ways". I think the word you're looking for is annoying because those doors are slow as shit. Once they get past the "creepy" doors, Kath! run in to close the blinds on her window and states that now she's freaking out. I am fairly certain she's in the exact same room OfNostrils was in, based on the sock monkey baby in the background. However Kath! got a whole cup full of hygiene supplies instead of just tissues. Maybe it's not the same room, either way Kath! states she's "gonna like it here". Why does she sound like Snow White opening up the cabin for the first time and letting all the cobwebs and dust out? Jed! says it "looks like home". Bud, it's not a timeshare...you can't rent a delivery room for a weekend every year. Turns out that they did not get the same room as last time, they were wondering if they would. The stork dropped off a properly sized gown this time, so I'm sure Kath! will give them a five star review this time.
I wonder if there is a Duggar Suite yet.
What's that line about hypocrites praying in the streets? Is YouTube perhaps the modern interpretation of that???
Before Kath! suits up to lunch Ra! out of the Cannon Jed! asks that "God go before her and the baby" and he doesn't even know what that means. He can't. It's a nonsensical sentence that would make Miles Bron proud. It's word salad, with Christianity croutons sprinkled on top. Once they are done praying, Kath! puts on the gown and Jed asks how she likes it. She says it fits much better than the last one, are they just so bored that everything is exciting? Kath! pages the nurse, says to Jed! that she isn't ordering more breakfast. Jed replies "second breakfast", as the nurse answers and Kath! says she's ready.
I bet she told them her size when she pre-registered
I mean, I doubt 5 card stud or Texas Hold Em were regular games allowed at TTH...
We next see Kath! bouncing on a yoga ball playing a card game with Jed!. He tells her to show off her bling, a.k.a. her IV with the Pitocin. It is 7 AM, best guess since Kath! has made her room extremely dim. It's not too dim for them to play a game called Sky Joe, which I've never heard of but Kath! says is "fun". It is 7 AM, as she says they been here for two hours. Her contractions are apparently strong enough that Jed! thinks she needs a card game to distract her from them.
....And Kath! shows OfNostrils how it's done.
And that's all for part one folks when they post part two tomorrow I will be ready for it. Everyone have a good night; catch y'all tomorrow!
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“Protest and Communication”
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In Deutschland’s realm, Dürer’s truth unfurled, Reformation’s fire, chaos hurled. Yet Shakespeare’s words, in England’s sway, Illuminate the human’s timeless play.Welcome to EP06 of Kenneth Clark’s Civilisation. From the visionary artistry of Albrecht Dürer, who revolutionized perception through his mastery of perspective and depiction of reality, to the the seismic impact of the Reformation led by Martin Luther, we will traverse the fascinating landscape of German contributions to Western civilization.
In Act I, we delve into Albrecht Dürer’s era. His groundbreaking woodcuts, steeped in realism, redefined art, moving away from mysticism and symbolism towards precision and realism. Experience Dürer’s profound influence as his woodcuts invoke conviction, perceived as visual storytelling akin to photojournalism!
Next, journey into the intellectual domain of the time. Erasmus and Martin Luther wrestled with faith and reason. Experience Erasmus’s translation of Saint Jerome’s letters and Dürer’s engraving of Erasmus at work. Dürer’s “The Night with Death and the Devil” resonates with Erasmus’s truth-protecting call.
As we delve deeper, the Reformation’s contradictions emerge. Witness the massive destruction wreaked by Protestantism on cathedrals and art throughout Europe. Experience the turmoil of religious wars and the Catholic-Protestant divide, culminating in the St. Bartholomew’s Day massacre of 1572.
Yet, amid chaos, a civilization takes root. Luther, Calvin, Tyndale, and Coverdale translate the Bible into vernacular languages, providing people direct access to Holy Writ, fostering knowledge via printing. Witness the emergence of an era where words influence Western thought, spurring nationalism.
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“Karl Marx says somewhere that there is really only one science, which is history, meaning thereby that understanding the evolution of the world would be true knowledge. Such a claim, however, is either a reduction of history to the abstraction of the temporal process as such (which raises the question of the time frame within which this process takes place) or it is a bold speculation which attributes to all the processes of nature the role of a preparation necessary for the process of history, that is, for the special case of meaningful or meaning-related events. Becoming, however, is meaningful or meaning-related only when someone cares about something, when we do not have before us sequences merely observed but rather ones which can be understood in terms of an interest in and relating to the world, of an openness for oneself and for things. We first encounter hints of an interest in the animate sphere. Yet the process of the evolution of life, generally accepted today, can be called meaningful in this sense only at the cost of a great speculative effort. Of all that we know from experience, only human life can be interpreted as meaningful in this sense. Even its least movement can be understood only in terms of an interested self-relation grounded in an openness for what there is. Does that, though, already mean that human life, simply as such, shares in positing history, that history as such is simply given with it? Hardly anyone would be likely to claim that, even if they were to believe, on the basis of rigorous analysis, that historicity belongs to being human as that which prevents us from taking humans, wherever and whenever we encounter them, for ‘finished’ natural formations and forces us to see in them free beings who to a great extent form themselves. Yet there undoubtedly exist—or at least until quite recently existed—‘nations without history.’ The question of history strictly speaking must be understood more narrowly.”We have previously encountered the idea of “nations without history” in Hugh-Trevor-Roper’s criterion of “purposive movement” for history, and in my discussion of Edward Gibbon. Patočka takes up this problem of the distinction between history sensu stricto and history taken in a wider sense and pursues it throughout his Heretical Essays in the Philosophy of History.
2023.06.02 00:19 Unjust_Whistle A Reflection on the RDR2 Video: (Rousseau was a Soy Boy, Burke was a simp for the past, and Dutch is an Enlightened Despot)
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The recent video Red Dead Redemption 2: Was Dutch Right (Sorta)1, by u/DJ_PeachCobbler , was a deconstruction of the flaws of the enlightenment. While watching I was hoping to see something about Rousseau, as all of that french revolution stuff was influenced by him. I was glad to see Cobbler use a direct quote that accurately described Rousseau. I love studying the enlightenment, and I have some reflections to share on the same concepts.
This post will first discuss the involvement of Rousseau in the vid, then the Cobbler's analysis of Dutch as an Enlightened Despot, and then finish with commentary on how Arthur's attitude rejects Dutch's philosophy. The video's commentary on the origins of the enlightenment is great, but it won't be discussed here.
Lets get the master of contradiction, the citizen of Geneva, the degenerate himself, Rousseau out of the way. This guy loved to have relationships with older women, and loved to expose his bare ass to them in public, then lunge backwards at them, hoping they would spank him. The dude ambandoned all his children to die in an orphanage, while being an advocate for proper child care. He called himself a citizen of Geneva, despite being banned from Geneva. He would confess to all this himself in his book "Confessions"2. He did this while living with David Hume. He believed Hume was spying on him, and avoided him at all costs. It turns out the crazy fucker was right, and Hume was spying on him. Cobbler could not be more wrong when he said that his writing was dry and boring. Any book written by a deranged crazy person, who was correct in his paranoia, about the crazy shit he did is entertaining.
Cobbler uses his philosophy correctly in a general sense, but since the title was about Dutch it would have been great to see some of Rousseau's other work. The Social Contract3 would have been great to see in the video. Not just for the first line "Man is born free, and everywhere he is in chains", but also for Rousseau's "general will", and "legislator". Which lead to justification of every kind of violence, from Robspiere to Stalin. Rousseau would go on to burn part of his manuscript for The Social Contract because he thought it was dangerous, but what he did publish is the same enlightenment bullshit Cobbler discusses in his video. The use of violence for enlightened ideas is perfectly encapsulated in The Social Contract. Rousseau blends the enlightenment ideals of popular sovereignty with authoritarianism.
Rousseau believed that the government should rule for the common good (The General Will). This arbitrary General Will is said to be easily identifiable by Rousseau. But since self interested individuals (like maybe criminals, or industrialists) will not want to push for the common good, then an aristocracy must enforce it. Rousseau goes further to identify the aristocrat, the "Legislator", that must condition the people to be receptive to the general will. In his book about the social contract Rousseau advocates for a "legislator" to enforce a vague "general will" on the people, for their own good. If Dutch read this, he would certainly latch on to it and use it as justification for his own control. This directly supports Cobbler's claim that the corruption of Dutch comes from enlightenment ideas, not just personal greed.
When the gilded age, the founding fathers, and Tacitus are brought up it would have been great to hear more about Rousseau. In many ways the control over the gang Dutch says he is advocating for is found in Rousseau. Dutch's hypocrisy can be seen as Rousseau's hypocrisy. It is almost impossible to enforce enlightened ideals with sheer violence as a powerful leader, without becoming a despot. To be an enlightened despot then really means becoming a leviathan.
Hobbes (a part of the late Scientific Revolution/early Enlightenment ) says in Leviathan4 that life without a violent government is "Solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short". His solution to this is to have a government that strips the people of some of their individual rights, in exchange for order, this deal is not meant as voluntary. This is the original social contract. While people like Dutch claim to be acting in favor of the people's best interest, what they are really doing is enforcing a Hobbesian contract. The members of the gang are forced to participate in Dutch's schemes because he is the leader that secures the group, it is a part of the deal to follow what he says. The reason they follow is because of a belief in the ideals that Dutch will never uphold.
Arthur's opposition to Dutch is described as just doing the right thing, or taking care of folk. Cobbler uses this to oppose the bullshit that people who take Rousseau's Social Contract to heart. However, it goes further than just denying the influences of the french revolution. Instead it is a fundamental disagreement on what the purpose of the gang is. While they are definitely criminals, the gang claims to be for it's members. Dutch sees this as a system that needs a leader to guide it, a la "legislator" from Rousseau, but Arthur sees it differently.
Edmund Burke was a member of the English Parliament in 1789, he published an open letter named Reflections on the Revolution in France5 . In this letter he denounced the enlightenment ideals of the Social Contract. He would say that a country is an agreement between the living and the dead, as well as those who are not yet born. Where as Dutch sees the group as his responsibility, Arthur sees the group as a agreement where the security of the members are most important. Because the gang is not a medium by which ideals can be enforced, but a method for securing the people in the group. It is an agreement between the members of the gang to fight for the group to stay alive that kept it going, when Dutch decided to blow that up in favor of his idealism fueled fever dream the gang truly died. Whether this was in the last chapters of RDR2 or before the game even starts, does not matter. While Arthur would never say what Burke did, his attitude towards Dutch's so called "progress" mirrors Burke's response to the Rousseau fueled french revolution.
If you haven't already, watch u/DJ_PeachCobbler video. I never saw a connection between the enlightenment and RDR2 before watching it, although maybe I should have. Our modern society is defined politically, in part, because of Rousseau and Hobbes. Include Locke and Smith into that for America. This has lead to us adopting the same contradictions of the enlightenment, Red Dead Redemption 2: Was Dutch Right (Sorta) shows that.
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