gueasan: Telling stories to younger generations…
Here are some interesting facts about him, though:
- He basically saved public television. In 1969 the government wanted to cut public television funds. Mister Rogers then went to Washington where he gave an amazing merely six minute speech. By the end of the speech not only did he charm the hostile Senators, he got them to double the budget they would have initially cut down. The whole thing can be found on youtube, a video called “Mister Rogers defending PBS to the US Senate.”
- “Certain fundamentalist preachers hated him because, apparently not getting the “kindest man who ever lived” memo, they would ask him to denounce homosexuals. Mr. Rogers’s response? He’d pat the target on the shoulder and say, “God loves you just as you are.” Rogers even belonged to a “More Light” congregation in Pittsburgh, a part of the Presbyterian Church dedicated to welcoming LGBT persons to full participation in the church.”
- According to a TV Guide piece on him, Fred Rogers drove a plain old Impala for years. One day, however, the car was stolen from the street near the TV station. When Rogers filed a police report, the story was picked up by every newspaper, radio and media outlet around town. Amazingly, within 48 hours the car was left in the exact spot where it was taken from, with an apology on the dashboard. It read, “If we’d known it was yours, we never would have taken it.”
- Once, on a fancy trip up to a PBS exec’s house, he heard the limo driver was going to wait outside for 2 hours, so he insisted the driver come in and join them (which flustered the host). On the way back, Rogers sat up front, and when he learned that they were passing the driver’s home on the way, he asked if they could stop in to meet his family. According to the driver, it was one of the best nights of his life—the house supposedly lit up when Rogers arrived, and he played jazz piano and bantered with them late into the night. Further, like with the reporters, Rogers sent him notes and kept in touch with the driver for the rest of his life.
I live by the beach and this little guy just popped by for a visit
Excuse me, do you have a moment to talk about our lord, Poseidon?
I would just immediately start crying
Having a werewolf friend could be dangerous…
My parents told me angels were surrounding my room; protecting it from all sides. My dad still does this when my room scares me (PTSD sucks) and it honestly helps. My dad would go into detail about how they were standing post and he would (and still does) talk to them about what their job is. When I was younger I used to picture what can best be described as traditional nutcrackers, but as humans.
If your room freaks you out for some reason, imagining something like that can help. At 26 it helps me.
This makes me want to cry because it’s so nice.
This is beautiful.
if I ever saw anyone eating mayonnaise out of the jar in public I’d call the police
a fic I read on FF. In it Sherlock moved into 221B that was haunted by Watson. Over time, Sherlock figured out his story and Watson became more tangible. I have been looking for that fic again, but slogging through 997 pages w filters on is going to be a pest. Is anyone able to help me out with a name or author?
John Barrymore as: Sherlock Holmes
Roland Young as: Dr. Watson
1922 version of Sherlock Holmes.
IF YOU COME INTO MY MOTHERFUCKING BEDROOM AND MY MOTHERFUCKING DOOR IS CLOSED I CANNOT BEGIN TO IMAGINE WHAT WOULD MOTHERFUCKING POSESS YOU TO LEAVE THE DOOR OPEN WHEN YOU MOTHERFUCKING LEAVE MY MOTHERFUCKING BEDROOM AGAIN LIKE DID SOME MOTHERFUCKER DROP YOU ON YOUR MOTHERFUCKING HEAD AS A CHILD OR ARE YOU JUST A MOTHERFUCKING IDIOT
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