Meanwhile, in Rogers City, MI…
I’m not sure where to post this.
Situation is still dark. I hope it works out for them. This is like protesters burning down Mount Vernon.
Maybe they should. (the protestors and mt vern)
I hate to see anything burnt down that hardworking laborers and skilled craftpersons built, no matter for whom it was built. Sure, it represents the inhabitant/s; but geez, the sheer work put into it should mean something.
And we’ll never know who they were, and the memories of them are no longer of any physical substance.
Eh. It was a McMansion. Bury the foundation and let Star Trek people sort it out a thousand years from now.
It would make more sense to stop executions altogether.
Even if we ignore the moral mess of state-sponsored killing, life in prison without parole is much less expensive than a death sentence.
I can’t imagine the horror of being strapped down on a table for three hours while a bunch of Alabamans can’t figure out how to kill you.
Did not know that, but not at all surprised.
As someone who grew up in Alabama, I can and it’s very creepy.
The researchers believe that he was a military commander who was forced to crown himself as emperor of the most distant and difficult to defend province of the Roman empire, called Dacia.
“Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown” and all that.
Charles Dawson.
It’s possible that Martin Hinton and/or Pierre Teilhard de Chardin planted the cricket bat as a prank, but given Dawson’s record, it’s unlikely they planted the original skull.
It’s unclear what Arthur Keith knew, and when, but I suspect he got played.
And I got it mixed up with the Java Man brouhaha.