GREAT story .. that's seriously funny + excellent engineering .. thanks !
Posted on 01/17/2013 9:18:29 AM PST by virgil283
"And so I began to search my memory, and I could not recall a single adult male in my boyhood speaking to me or my friends in such tones. I cannot recall any men routinely squatting down or leaning over to make themselves appear closer to my own height. I cannot remember any men putting a breathless wheezing whisper into their words. I cannot bring to mind a single incident in which a grown man opened his eyes and mouth as wide as possible and talked to me like some grinning, masculine Norma Desmond. What I do remember are the grown men who picked me up and lifted me to their naturally imposing height, instead of lowering themselves to mine. And such lifting was always accompanied by a feeling of safety and strength. I’m pretty sure (and confirmed by my wife’s memories) that I never talked to our boys or to my nephews in such a manner. And I know very well that I have never vocally nor vertically neutered myself when interacting with my grandchildren.
The men of today, both young and old, have been poisoned, it seems. Poisoned by the feminist doctrine that has been mixed into every social expression, event, and philosophy. Poisoned by the erasing of distinctions between the sexes. Poisoned by the need to be nonthreatening and never, ever overtly masculine. Poisoned by the need to be liked by their own children and grandchildren – liked like schoolyard chums, I mean.
"The males of today have a horror of many things; the horror of not being a man does not seem to be listed in the catalog of fears"
Mom thought it would be easiest for him to just put our hair in pigtails for school. So after we were dressed in our little catholic uniforms, he lined us up in front of the vacuum cleaner.
He wrapped rubberbands around the nozzle, and sucked half the hair into the contraption and popped off the band. Viola! Perfect pigtails! Eight of them in less than five minutes.
All the nun-teachers knew mom was away and he was taking care of us. My teacher expressed her amazement at how perfect my pigtails were as she wrapped some ribbon around them (he “forgot” the ribbon). I told her how he made the pigtails and I thought she would bust a gut! She laughed half the day over that. After lunch all the nuns were marveling about the perfect pigtails and giggling.
GREAT story .. that's seriously funny + excellent engineering .. thanks !
Let me guess, your Dad invented the Flowbee.
What’s a flowbee?
I wonder if that gadget works! No, thank goodness, my dad was not tasked with cutting our hair. Just pigtails. LOL
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