https://www.facebook.com/share/p/1BM3ivyAX8/
This is today's post to my FB page, Vintage Shooter. I shoot film with a 1975 Pentax KM and 50mm and 135mm lenses. Please feel welcome to visit and comment. All the best.

shark vs the universe
No title available
Cosmic Funnies

Kaledo Art
Jules of Nature
No title available

★
Sade Olutola

if i look back, i am lost
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

izzy's playlists!
Fai_Ryy
Today's Document
Show & Tell
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵

PR's Tumblrdome
Peter Solarz

oozey mess
EXPECTATIONS

ellievsbear

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States

seen from Iraq
seen from Colombia
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Australia
seen from United States
@justinschroder
https://www.facebook.com/share/p/1BM3ivyAX8/
This is today's post to my FB page, Vintage Shooter. I shoot film with a 1975 Pentax KM and 50mm and 135mm lenses. Please feel welcome to visit and comment. All the best.
Way to go Mom! 💪🏻💪🏻❤️❤️
The fox got the point, yes?
Thelonious Monk (American, 1917 - 1982), jazz pianist, New York, 1959 - by Herb Snitzer (1932 - 2022), American
Lovely shades
Friends, I’m going to express myself today in a way I’m not particularly comfortable doing. I hope you’ll forgive me. Ever since I was a teenager I’ve been fascinated by the bestseller list of The New York Times Sunday book review, especially nonfiction. I wondered how certain books and their topics got to be high on the list. I was particularly interested in the books that got to be 1 bestsellers. I thought that their authors and ideas provided tiny windows into the American mind at those particular moments in time. For the last 43 years, I’ve also felt a personal stake. My first book was published in 1982. It didn’t make anywhere near the bestseller list. One day I was at a friend’s house and noticed it on a bookshelf in his living room. I told him how flattered I was that he had bought it. He looked a bit sheepish and suggested I pull the book out and look inside. When I opened the cover, I found that the entire inside had been hollowed out. It had been sold to him for safe-keeping. It was where he stored valuable jewelry from his grandmother. He assumed no one would ever find it because no one would ever pull out my book. Years went by, and I wrote 17 more books. I wrote them as well as I could, but to be perfectly candid with you, I don’t think readers found them especially exciting. They were about economics, politics, and philosophy. As I recall, only one made the Times bestseller list, and it was 6 for about a minute. I’ve contented myself with the thought that my books have contributed to public understanding, notwithstanding. I used to joke that my books were the kind that once you put them down, you couldn’t pick them up. So when a friend phoned recently to tell me that my new book, Coming Up Short: A Memoir of My America, was 1 on the Times nonfiction bestseller list (it’s actually right there at the top in this Sunday’s print edition!) I couldn’t believe it. Being the sentimental slob I am, my eyes welled up. It’s been a lifetime dream, yet I’ve been worried about sharing the news. Bragging about a personal achievement seems so, well, Trumpian. Yet here I am sharing the news with you. Somehow I thought you’d want to know.
Willie Dixon
Itiiiiiii!
🤗
snoopy of the day
The trailer for the documentary, Graham Hill: Driven
I Keep...
thinking I'm becoming adjusted to the new abnormal, the hell that the United States has inflicted upon itself and on the rest of an innocent (sort of) planet under our new "leader," His Imperial Highness, Generalissimo, Field Marshall, Dear Leader and Defender of the Cult, Trump I and his Imperial Sidekick, the equally reactionary, repulsive and repugnant Elon Musk. Because of the horrors being wreaked by them of late, I've been posting nothing but the occasional rant and lots of images of fighting fascism, not to mention the occasional image of Jews defending themselves from the once again threatening onslaught of antisemitism. I imagine that as the ugliness becomes more commonplace, I'll settle down and get back to posting my usual silliness: lovely photographs by fine photographers; cool music; interesting quotes; lovely poetry and art pieces that I find beautiful or important in some way. Then, something happens that sends me back into feeling the only thing that's appropriate to post in this rapidly sinking world is more anti-fascist stuff. I can't say how long this s going to go on, but at the moment it shows no sign of subsiding. This is what set me off yet again.
It was revealed today that the new United States Department of State budget has a budget line item for the purchase of $400 million dollars worth of Tesla trucks. Not just any trucks, or any electric trucks, but a specifically designated budget line for those hideously ugly and not particularly efficient Tesla trucks. No conflict of interest there and the already ungodly rich Elon Musk certainly isn’t going to be further enriched by the very government he’s claiming to be rooting corruption out of (while in reality not touching corruption at all and mercilessly gutting the very few programs that constitute this country’s minimal social safety net, dismantling what little remains of the old New Deal quasi-social democracy and firing millions of unionized federal employees). I guess it’s a good thing this country has those Inspectors General whose job it is to prevent such corrupt and self-serving contracts from going into effect. Oh, wait a second…
For those of you not in the United States, the Inspectors General were, at least in theory, independent of political interference, and had the job of, among other things, examining proposed federal contracts for waste, fraud and corruption. To keep them supposedly independent, it was written into the laws establishing their positions that they couldn't simply be fired by presidents, that the presidents had to demonstrate incompetence, corruption on their part or inability to do their job, and then the Congress had to vote to approve those firings. Trump, very quickly after he assumed his imperial throne, simply ignored the law, didn't seek Congressional approval and didn't demonstrate malfeasance or inability by the Inspectors General. He simply fired most of the them. It was obvious to anyone who cared to think about it that the notoriously corrupt Trump was aiming to further enrich himself and his billionaire buddies with corrupt federal contracts, further fattening their already bloated selves on the ever-shrinking supply taxpayer dollars. This instance, of Musk, the man in charge of gutting the federal workforce, firing millions of unionized workers and making it impossible for the government to do much of anything other than persecute trans people and deport those who are undocumented, somehow "accidentally" failing to notice that he was going to make a tidy sum in this contract, was just too much. So, my anti-fascist posts will continue for a while longer.
Sorry.
Reblog daily for health and prosperity
The Hawthorn/Bueb Jaguar at the 1955 24 Hours of Le Mans.Keystone Press / Alamy