Meme Scholar with Madness (PhD)

[EndtheMadnessNow]

July 22, 1376: The legend of the rat and children catching "Pied Piper of Hamelin" is said to have occurred on this date according to Robert Browning's poem called "The Pied Piper of Hamelin" in Verse 14. It holds that after he did not receive payment for ridding the city of rats, he led children away to their deaths instead.


The grim truth behind the Pied Piper


July 22, 1947: Don Henley, founding member, co-lead vocalist, and co-songwriter for The Eagles, was born in Gilmer, Texas. He sang lead vocal on many Eagles hits, notably, Desperado, Best of My Love, Life in the Fast Lane, One of These Nights, and Hotel California. Solo tracks include "The Boys of Summer", "All She Wants to Do Is Dance", "Sunset Grill", "Not Enough Love in the World", "The End of the Innocence", "The Last Worthless Evening" and...




Let there be light...




July 22, 1959: the Sci-fi-horror film, Plan 9 from Outer Space was released. The film played for years in relative obscurity on late-night television until 1980, when critic Michael Medved dubbed it the worst film ever made. Almost instantly, a cult classic was created.




The reemergence of the VP's residence as a campaign nerve center is giving 1988 vibes.


The Naval Observatory has been home to the families of Vice Presidents Bush, Quayle, Gore, Cheney, Biden, and Pence.


English shock & horror of a different era AND Guardian advice in preparation for WWIII...Kind of fascinated by the British gov resorting to kill all pets in times of crisis. Island scarcity mindset?


Wiki  | The case against pets


Get his Twitter account. Post the letter!




Donald Trump Jr. continues to gloat over Joe Biden dropping out of the election race and now been MIA for 5 days.






Now with Biden out and the path being paved for Trump with yellow bricks... Will the wizard of Oz be exposed as nothing but smoke and mirrors or will the munchkins find a voice in the wilderness...



Plunder Theater — Are You Not Entertained?




New week, new words... mwah-mwah to Freija...

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbow'd.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

            — William Ernest Henley