Rebuilding an engine of a 1946 Ford pickup in a six-minute fast-motion video. A primer on auto mechanics, in case anyone needs it: that is a V-8 engine, which means that it has eight pistons in a v-configuration, four on each side. Powered by the fuel combustion process inside their respective cylinders, the pistons turn the crankshaft at the bottom of the engine, which drives the transmission, which then transfers torque power to the wheels.
Did you feel the quickening while watching that video? Any boy with the right aptitude and interest ought to consider high-end mechanics as an alternative to taking on a costly student loan.
Of the lighter comments here, my favorite has been Each Pond Gone rebuking a pestiferous commenter:
It’s because of people like you that I’m still a little suspect of the construction “white supremacy.” Too equalist.
Now that’s how a lieutenant corrects an ate-up recruit. (Update: this is not in reference to the commenter who regularly writes about “wS”.)
The Charlotte Observer (AP) reports:
The South Carolina Secessionist Party […] is looking for help securing large Confederate battle flags that it can display along major interstates and in cities and towns. Earlier this month, several hundred people gathered at a rally and temporarily raised a Confederate flag at the State House. The event marked the one-year anniversary of the day the Confederate battle flag was furled and sent to a museum.
If you are not a Southerner, what does the Confederate flag mean to you? To me, a non-Southerner, the flag represents defiance, independence, loyalty, land. It’s sometimes embraced by anti-globalists beyond the United States. No other flag is so distinguished by the ophidian character of its haters. You can drive two hours west of Washington, DC and once you hit the secondary roads as the Appalachians begin, you will feel good — like I do — when you see the Stars and Bars waving over every third house that you pass.
If you are an American, what does the Stars and Stripes mean to you? There is no such thing as being a man without a country. Everyone has his identity, along with a flag that represents it. A flag that you viscerally respond to as your own is not something you shrug off when someone desecrates it — and you don’t ironically detach yourself from it — because your one flag is tied to your honor. “If you burn my flag, I’ll shoot you.” — Johnny Cash.
An Icelandic company makes a brand of skyr, or a type of yogurt. I have no affiliation or stock with that company. Their marketing language says:
Skyr has been a dairy provision of Icelanders for more than a thousand years. It is a densely concentrated, cultured dairy product and much like Greek yogurt it takes 4 cups of milk to make 1 cup of skyr. It’s thick, creamy and packed with protein. Our skyr is unique because its made with Heirloom Skyr Cultures, which makes it the only authentic Icelandic skyr in the U.S. market.
There is a scene in Pulp Fiction in which Vincent Vega is incredulous that his date’s milkshake could be worth its high price. But she gives him a sip and he says “That’s a pretty fucking good milkshake!” That’s exactly how I reacted to first tasting their Icelandic skyr.
A key to good living is to buy the more expensive food, but less of it. Quality over quantity. On that tangent, I read somewhere that Western aid is causing sub-Saharan Africa’s population to grow at the rate of Iceland’s entire population every hour.
As Steve Sailer puts it, “Of course he’s white. Successful insane stunts are 99% white, 1% Japanese.” He’s talking about Luke Aikins, an American skydiver who made a record breaking no-parachute jump (video) by falling 25,000 feet into a net.
You know what’s awesome? YT, that’s who. And you know what else is awesome? That high-five the medic gives him at the end.
A minute of silence (video) as it’s observed every year in Warsaw. Commemorating the day and the hour of the of the start of Warsaw Uprising, city sirens wail for one minute and all traffic stops. The insurgency lasted from August 1st thorough October 2nd, 1944 and was launched with the objective of liberating the capital ahead of the advancing Soviet army to secure a claim on non-Communist postwar rule.
On the subject of Poland, I was there for a couple of weeks in June and the long draft with my observations may eventually get edited into a coherent post. The trip was great. It was the first time in 15 years that I had travelled extensively through the country. For now, here’s a photo I took: