#( th. ) david jacobs

[ftm-megamind]

jack thinks dave's laugh is pretty (let's be real he thinks dave is pretty in general)

[image description: two drawings, first of david jacobs, the second of jack kelly, both from newsies (1992).

the first drawing shows david smiling, his eyes closed, light blush on his cheeks. the second shows jack, looking mesmerized, presumably looking in david's direction, a smile on his face.

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[honeyywoods]

I would kill to play David Jacobs in a Newsies production I am so serious

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IWTV S3 Musings - Louis Going Forward

I've been seeing posts in the tags, and just wanna urge LDPDL fans (esp. show-only fans) who fear that Louis won't have anything to do after S2, not to freak out just yet. No, he doesn't show up in the books as much as Lestat, ofc, but if AMC's smart they'll realize that there's plenty of book!Louis content to keep Jacob around!

We've gotten plenty of assurances from Rolin Jones that they've no intention of sidelining Louis, as Loustat's endgame (a la Blood Communion). (But Rolin's also fanboyed nonstop how much he's been waiting to do TVL and focus on Les's story & adventures. Ofc, intent & execution are 2 different things, so forgive us, Rolin, if the fandom's side-eying y'all.)

Louis taking an active role in Owning the Night and dropping his address so the vamps can take him on is a BOLD move; I love it. Rolin said waaay early in S1 that they made AMC!Louis stronger and with more of a backbone than book!Louis, and he definitely is. Plus, AMC!Lou has the Fire Gift--one of the most powerful attacks in a vampire's arsenal. So I imagine that S3 will be pretty busy for Louis--in contrast to the fandom's hilarious headcanons that Louis'll be minding his business at home crocheting and doing yoga while Lestat's making a fool of himself on tour. 🤣 He' pretty much gearing up to be Louis the Vampire Slayer! Guillermo! Take notes!

While book!Louis isn't in TVL (Lestat's backstory), he comes back in QotD when Loustat get back together again. So we have a lot to look forward to there, as Lestat tries to get all the vamps' attention so they stay AWAY from Louis & fight Lestat instead--culminating in Les' disastrous Death Valley concert when Akasha appears.

Loustat has a lot of romantic scenes together as Les starts courting Lou again, asking him to come his concerts & watch him perform--so I hope AMC gives us some backstage lovin', showing Lou as "Monsieur le Rockstar's" boyfriend, b4 all hell breaks loose & Akasha takes Les away. :(

Book-plot wise though, the elephant in the room is ofc TotBT, and David Talbot. 🤮 We don't know yet how far AMC's going with Raglan James, and if they're incorporating that book into S3, or saving his schemes for the new Talamasca series and holding Raglan's fight with Lestat until S4. 👀

Aside from Les, TotBT is a VERY important moment for Louis' character development, too. I've already explained Louis' HIGHLY significant role in that book, and how Louis' choices impact Lestat going forward with Memnoch. So we'll have to wait and see if Raglan shows up again any time soon.

I PRAY that "others we can't tell you about yet" means Raglan, and NOT that racist pedo David Talbot. Everyone knows David was conjured up as AR's Replacement-Louis when she didn't wanna write anymore sad & depressed mopey vampires anymore. So instead we get that closeted colonizer David, and AR got butthurt when people didn't like him, LOL (esp. not in Merrick, oof!). 😂

But tbf, the QotD majorly improved David's character, removing every bit of his problematic context, to just focus on his role in the Talamasca, tracking down vampires like Marius; which is smart.

So I say AMC could/should either:

do what QotD did: water David down to make him less problematic

give his role as Les' sidekick to Daniel--maybe providing context for how/why Daniel was Turned; if he's still human during Les' tour (in the S3 promo), and gets injured by Raglan, so Armand swoops in & saves him

give his role to as Les' sidekick to Louis, Mr. & Mrs. Smith style, as they fight Raglan together (cuz book!Louis already said he'd kill Raglan if he ever saw him). Does AMC!Lou have beef w/ him for snooping around w/ Daniel in S2? 👀

So yeah, there's a lot of action-packed potential for Louis in S3; that takes him beyond his grief over Claudia (esp. since we won't have Merrick as the following book/season)--unless ghost!Claudia is a thing and she becomes a Problem™️. But that's way too close to the plot of Blackwood Farm, which I'd prefer AMC do instead--esp. since that way we can still get Merrick Mayfair come in as a crossover.

That's so precious! 😍

A cleansing, amen! I can't imagine what Jacob had to go through, playing Louis! Method acting is REALLY hard, esp. with mentally ill & chronically insane characters--we all saw what it did to Heath Ledger! And look at Joaquin Phoenix, out there literally starving himself, jfc.

Nah, we get you, Jacob.

Jacob, I've been saying it since S1: YOU WERE ROBBED OF YOUR EMMYS. I effing hate AMC for not doing you the justice you deserved and making sure S2 could at least qualify for a nomination. I'll never forgive them for it; esp. cuz you can bet your arse they won't fumble the ball in The Vampire Lestat's season; oh nooo~! 🙄😒 White Lestans can gaslight TF out of us all they want, minimizing our trauma & pain & rightful suspicions, but Black actors have been shafted by Hollywood bureaucracy & shenanigans since it's effing inception, and IDGAF what anyone says--once is an accident, twice is a pattern!

He really is. But I get so mad & so offended that Jacob's immense talent and Louis' incredible character arc is shunted to the side by critics & viewers alike. Brad Pitt put literally ZERO effort into Louis and it showed; meanwhile Jacob's out here giving the acting performance of a lifetime. But people won't STFU about Lestat's hair.

EIGHT SEASONS!? Motherfudger, wtf!? XD I'm all for it, but y'all are gonna have to speed up how long it takes to film & air each season--at 2+ years per hiatus, 16 years is way too much, even for the Supernatural fandom. And LBH, Jam Reiderson & Eric are NOT gonna make it 16 years in the face department.

That is so beautifully put, Sam. ISTG, when is he publishing his doctoral dissertation on TVC already!?

FACTS! I have hope for S3. It's perfectly OK to tonally shift and switch MCs! So long as you're not neglecting & disrespecting THE titular vampire--hasn't Louis suffered enough?! 😅 I'm excited for where S3 takes him.

[we-are-inevitable]

from the burdened prompt list: “i know it’s selfish.  but i wish someone would just take care of me.”

davey struggling, having to work longer hours bc his family needs more money this month and jack finds him and davey accidentally lets this hidden “selfish” desire slip out

respectfully y’all are SO jacphobic if you don’t leave a comment on ao3 for this one (im joking (a little))

i hope you guys like this one !!

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For the Jacobs boys, nights at the lodging house are a rare treat.

They always start the same. One of the boys at the lodge would tell Les about a game they were playing, or an event that everyone was chipping in on. A birthday, most often; birthdays at the lodge were apparently a big deal, since it was the one joy some of these kids might have. The boys who could afford to would offer up a few pennies to buy something nice. A dime novel, maybe, for the boys who liked to read, but usually the gift would be as much candy as a few quarters could buy.

Les, ever the social butterfly, loves being a part of these nights, and always tells their parents at the dinner table. Esther usually allows him to donate a penny or two, especially if this birthday was for one of the littles or a boy around his age. It wasn’t always like this, of course; the first time Les asked to stay the night, it took a long discussion before Esther and Mayer agreed, and they only agreed if David would stay, too. It was a little easier to convince them the second time, and again for the third, and fourth, and fifth, and now the boys don’t even have to ask: if they have a free night with no work at home to be done, they can go, but only if Esther and Mayer know ahead of time.

Once Mayer is cleared to go back to work, though, nights like those are few and far between.

As promised, as soon as their father finds a new job that will be easier on his health, Les and David are back in the classroom, learning literature and arithmetic as though their summer hadn’t been taken over by the strike. David had considered it a miracle, and Les had dreaded it since the start, but school was in session and David finally had structure back in his life.

That was what was missing, right? Structure. A clear plan. No roadblocks, no mishaps— a guidebook to the rest of his life, one he had made up when he was far too young to worry about such things. To David, school is structure. School leads to college, and college leads to a career, and a career means that David can provide for his parents, and his eventual family, and he will never have to worry about not doing enough or not being good enough because he will be enough and things will work out in his favor.

School is structure, and structure is uninterrupted, until it is.

When Esther pulls David aside one morning before he’s supposed to walk to school, David feels his stomach drop. “David,” she starts, her voice ever soft, calm, “Dear, your father and I have been thinking.”

“About?”

“Your schooling. We know how important education is to you, but, darling… You’re a smart young man, so I’m going to be honest with you. With your father’s new job, we’re still struggling to make ends meet. It doesn’t pay as much as his old job, and—“

“Do you need me to stop going to school? So I can work?”

“Oh, dear, we would never ask that of you,” She assures him, gently cupping his cheeks. “You have a brilliant mind, son. You are going to do amazing things one day, I’m sure… I want you to understand that we- your father and I- hate asking this, but,” She pauses, and David can see her frown pinch like she’s in pain, like asking this is hurting her. David hates seeing this expression on his mother. She closes her eyes for a moment, then meets his gaze with a sad smile. “Would it be possible for you to go to school, then sell the evening edition? Just until we can get back on our feet?”

Against his better judgement, David says yes without even thinking it over.

His family needs him. He can manage this. He’ll still be in school, and he’ll be making money, and it doesn’t matter that he already comes home from school dead on his feet because he’s so tired, because this time he’s helping his family and doing something for himself to make something of himself, and isn’t that the point of all of this?

Besides, it works.

It works for three weeks, at least. For three weeks, Does it, no problem. He goes to school and rushes through work so there’s less to do at home, and he’s still getting good marks on most of his assignments. Once school is done, he walks Les to the halfway point between the tenement house and the lodging house, tells him to take his bookbag and put it next to the door, and to give Ima and Aba a big hug for him. He watches Les walk for about a minute or so, just to make sure he’s okay, and when Les rounds the corner of the block, David takes off like a shot to get to the lodge in time.

That’s his every-day for three weeks. He doesn’t make much money only selling one edition, but he’s helping- he can see that he is. His parents aren’t as stressed anymore, and he’s still getting an education and holding down a job, and surely that means something, even if he comes home from work late and misses dinner with his family often and rarely ever talks anymore because he heads right to bed after eating.

Three weeks, and Esther finally sits him down one Friday morning before school.

“David,” she says softly. “Why don’t you stay at the lodge tonight?”

David it’s his head, brows pinching together. “You’re sure?”

Esther nods, and squeezes his hand, something she’s done since he was a child. “I don’t want you having to worry about walking home so late, darling. Besides, you don’t have any school tomorrow, and you haven’t stayed over in a long time— I insist, really. Have some fun with your friends.”

“…Okay,” David says after a moment, nodding. “Okay, I can do that. I won’t have to get up so early for the morning paper tomorrow.”

“Skip it,” Esther say, and runs a hand through David’s hair. “Take a weekend off, baby. Please?”

“But—“

“But nothing,” She interrupts. She has that look on her face: a mother’s look of concern, one that says she knows he’s overworking himself, but it’s not like he can just stop now. “You’ve been such a big help, dear, but you’re still a kid. Have fun, and be with your friends. Don’t worry about work.”

And David knows she’s right. She almost took it back, saying that David could work and go to school, after the first week— David was the one who said that he was fine, that he’d keep it up until winter and see where they were financially. If they were well off, he would stop working after the winter holidays. If not, he would continue. Mayer had said it was a good idea. Good work ethic, his boy; that’s what Mayer brags about to coworkers, and that’s the praise that David keeps square in his chest. Good work ethic.

Good work ethic.

That being said, David is appreciative of being given the weekend to be a teenager again. Everyone has been asking when he’s going to stay over again, and he hasn’t had an answer for them, but now he’ll be able to have a good night again.

The evening headline is a good one, too. Something about some bigshot in Brooklyn being killed. David knows that Spot Conlon and her girls are going to have a field day with this one, that’s for sure, but David is just happy that it was a big enough of a deal to make Manhattan’s news too. The papes sell fast, and David gets to the lodge even faster. Walking through the doors, he’s immediately met with the familiar chaos, and it brings a smile to his face.

“Dave!”

The voice comes from his left, and before he’s able to turn, he’s wrapped in a hug by Racetrack. It only lasts a few seconds, but David laughs and rolls his eyes as Race shoves him almost immediately after.

“Where’ve you been?” Race says with a grin, raising a brow. “You ain’t been here in ages.”

“I just spoke to you an hour ago,” David reminds him. He had seen Race walking back to the lodging house while he was selling. From the looks of it, Race had been walking back from Brooklyn, so odds are that he had been selling across the bridge all day. “I’ve been busy with school, but I’m stayin’ here over the weekend.”

Race nods his head, that signature mischievous smirk reappearing on his face. “Ya don’t say,” He says, teasingly. “Y’know, Dave, Jack’s been throwin’ fits without you bein’ around here so often. You should go talk to him. Does he know you’re stayin’?”

“Not yet,” David replies, shaking his head. “Is he okay? Have I missed something?”

“Oh, no, he’s fine,” Race says quickly. He pulls his cigar out of his shirt pocket, then the lighter from his pants pocket; he offers them up to David, but David shakes his head again and Race nods to himself. “He’s just been missin’ you, I think. He ain’t ever gonna admit it, but…” He trails off, giving David a knowing look, and, yeah, okay.

Okay, maybe Jack and David have a thing going on. There’s nothing really there, not yet, but the chemistry is undeniable; David had at first assumed he was making it all up— he’s never really understood this romance thing— but then Race pointed it out one day, and since then, David has gone to him for every burning Jack Kelly issue his mind could think up. How he wants to kiss him, but he’s never kissed anyone, but Jack has kissed a lot of people so what if David isn’t anything special? Or how it’s unfair that Jack can look so good in nice, tailored clothes, since he has that big job at the World now, you know, so he has to look nice and it kind of drives David mad, and how—…

And how David hasn’t really been here in weeks. And how David has only been selling, then heading home immediately after selling his last paper. And how he can’t remember the last time he had a good conversation with Jack, who should probably hate him by now.

David takes a deep breath. “Where is he?”

Not even five minutes later, his hands land on the last rung of the ladder to the rooftop, and Jack Kelly is there in all his glory: laying on his back, basking in the August sun. Once David has both feet solidly on the roof, he sees Jack’s eyebrow quirk up, though his eyes never open. “Crutch? You good?”

David clears his throat. “Uh— Yeah, but I’m not Crutchie.”

Instantly, Jack sits up, eyes flying open. His look is nothing short of delighted, and he grunts as he pushes himself up to his feet. “Davey! What’re you doin’ here?”

An oddly chipper reaction, considering they haven’t actually talked in a while. Back over the summer, David and Jack were fast friends, and even faster… whatever they are now. They sold together nearly every day, played cards between editions, sat next to each other during every meal, talked for hours and hours on end without ever tiring. They were a package deal.

“I’m staying the night,” David says with a nervous smile, pushing down the thought of this is ruined and he hates me. “It’s been a while, so I figured I could come back for a bit, if that’s okay? I have enough to pay for a bunk, I just—“

“You’re kiddin’ me, right?” Jack asks, walking closer. “Dave, this might be one of the last nights we get on the rooftop ‘fore it gets too cold. You’re stayin’ up here, with me,” He says, and that smile— god, that smile— shines full force. “C’mon, sit down. How’s school been?”

David follows Jack’s lead, eventually sitting next to him on a pile of blankets near the outward corner of the roof. “It’s been alright,” David answers, leaning back and bracing himself on his palms. “I’m still no better in math, but grammar is kind of fun. My teacher thinks I’m ahead, though, whatever that means.”

“That’s good, though, right?” Jack nudges David gently with his elbow. “Means you can take it easy.”

“I guess,” David nods, and lets out a soft sigh. Taking the easy road, it’s never been David’s strong suit. He supposes Jack is right; he can take it a little easier in school and not push himself so hard, that way he can pace himself while selling. Maybe he wouldn’t be as tired then, but… “I don’t think so, though. I’d rather just get school over with so I can focus on working.”

Jack is quiet for a moment. David stares straight ahead, resting along the ledge behind him, until he feels Jack’s hand on his shoulder. “Dave,” He stares, tilting his head. “What’s goin’ on? I thought you loved school.”

“I mean, I do,” David says quickly, though he doesn’t meet Jack’s eyes. “I want to continue my education so I can be a- a doctor, or a business man, or something, but right now… My family needs me right now. If I go faster with school, then I can help them, and—“

“Is that really fair to you, though?”

The question stops David in his tracks. Is it? Not really, no, but then again, what is? If life was fair, his father wouldn’t have gotten hurt. If life was fair, his father wouldn’t even have been working in that damned place anyway, and instead he’d be rich and successful like he had always been working towards. If life as fair, David would be able to focus on school, and wouldn’t be mocked and ridiculed all day for working a job. David knows he’s better off than the rest of the newsies, but at school, it doesn’t feel like it. Most of David’s friends don’t even have to work a job. They get new shoes every year, too, instead of waiting until the old pair gets too small or falls apart. If they rip their clothing, they can mend it and make it look seamless, not patchy, or they just buy new clothing all together. David doesn’t have that luxury. Life isn’t that fair.

He takes a deep breath, then says: “No. It’s not.”

Jack nods. The silence between them is uncomfortable, but only until Jack gently slings his strong arm around David’s waist, pulling him closer. David sinks into his touch, letting himself relax, letting himself lose the rigid tension running along his spine.

“I wish I could help,” Jack says softly, and shifts, allowing David to lie back with his head against Jack’s chest. “But, hey… soon, you’ll be outta school, and you ain’t gonna have to worry about that anymore. Right?”

“Until I decide to go to university,” David amends, “but at this point, I don’t- I don’t know if I can afford to go. My teacher is telling me I should, but it’s going to cost $150… I don’t have that kind of money. None of us do. And- And maybe I could save it up, but not when all of my money is putting food on the table— I can’t just… focus on myself right now. I have a family to feed.”

Jack rubs circles against David’s hip with his thumb, and sighs. “You deserve the chance to focus on you, Davey…”

What breaks David’s heart is that he knows. He knows he does. But it’s not in the cards, not now. David stays silent for a long while, and Jack does too; they listen to the sounds of the city bustling beneath them, the boys’ laughter filtering out from an open window, music playing in the distance.

Neither of them say a word, until David sniffs, and wipes his eyes. “I- I know it’s selfish,” He starts, his voice barely above a whisper, “but I… I wish someone would just take care of me. I know that’s not- it doesn’t work like that. I know. I’m supposed to take care of everyone else, but it’s so fu-fucking hard to just… push myself to the side.” As he speaks, his voice catches, and the next thing he knows, he’s wrapped in both of Jack’s arms. Jack’s hand rubs his back, and David finally allows himself to let go. Not a sudden outburst, no; this is a gradual accumulation of tears until David’s shoulders shake, but he’s silent, because outbursts are unappealing and sadness should be polite.

Still, David finds Jack’s voice grounding him.

“I know, I know… Let it all out, Dave, you don’t gotta be strong right now. I’ve got you, I’ll take care of you… You’re safe to let it out.” And how Jack always knows exactly what to say, David will never know.

David will never know how Jack knows just how to hold him, just how to run his hands through his hair and just barely tug on the strands to reign him in. He’ll never know how Jack knows to kiss his temple, his forehead, his cheeks, all while squeezing his hand or wiping away his tears. He’ll never know how Jack knows that humming calms him down, whether it’s his mother’s Hebrew lullabies or the melody of one of Medda’s songs from the last show she put on.

What David does know, though, is that he’s safe, and he doesn’t have to shoulder the weight of the world. Not around Jack.

When David calms down, he’s still resting against Jack’s chest, letting out a few heaving sighs. “Thank you,” he whispers, tilting his head up to look Jack in the eyes. “I— I didn’t mean to cry, but… thank you.”

“You don’t gotta hide from me, Davey,” Jack murmurs back, tucking a strand of David’s hair behind his ears. “You don’t gotta explain yourself, either… When you’re here, my job is to take care of you, okay?”

“Jack, no—“

“I’m serious,” Jack cuts him off, raising a brow. “You got so much on your plate, and you know that. Right? … So let me help, wherever I can. I want to.”

David takes this in for a moment, before sighing softly and nodding. “Okay. I… I appreciate it.”

Jack smiles gently down at him. For a moment, they stare into each other’s eyes, and as soon as Jack cups David’s cheek, it’s all over. David leans up and Jack closes the gap, and the kiss is short, but sweet, and good, and right.

The weight of the world isn’t so heavy after that.

[best-animated-short-tourney]

Accepted Shorts List

This list will be updated as shorts are selected, and will become a masterdoc for entries.

Piper, dir. Alan Barillaro (Available on Disney+)

Dissolve, dir. Carina Heller

Sharp Teeth, dir. David James Armsby

Tar Boy, dir. James Lee

Moses of Prosthesis, dir. Gagame

Quasi at the Quackadero, dir. Sally Cruikshank

Welcome to Hell, dir. Erica Wester

Friendly Shadow, dir. David James Armsby

The Acorn Princess, dir. Kris Yim

Drawn to You, dir. Eleanor Davitt

Scattershot, dir. Jade Smania

Ramshackle, dir. Zi Chen

Paperman, dir. John Kahrs (Available on Disney+, Amazon, iTunes, Google Play)

Loop, dir. Erica Milsom (Available on Disney+)

Jinxy Jenkins & Lucky Lou, dir. Michael Bidinger and Michelle Kwon

Kitbull, dir. Rosana Sullivan

Out, dir. Steven Clay Hunter

In a Heartbeat, dir. Beth David and Esteban Bravo

Ice Merchants, dir. João Gonzalez

Diamond Jack, dir. Rachel Kim

Lackadaisy (Pilot), dir. Fable Siegel

The Cat Came Back, dir. Cordell Barker

Fuelled, dir. Michelle Hao and Fawn Chan

The Man Who Planted Trees, dir. Frédéric Back

My Friends Take the Night Bus, dir. Sofi

Wallace & Gromit: The Wrong Trousers, dir. Nick Park

The Naked King -What a Beautiful Life-, dir. rapparu

Coming Out, dir. Cressa Maeve Beer

Dear Girl, dir. Choi Ji-eun

Jibaro, dir. Alberto Mielgo (Available on Netflix, Love Death + Robots S3E9)

The Witness, dir. Alberto Mielgo (Available on Netflix, Love Death + Robots S1E3)

The Legend of Pipi, dir. Julia Schoel and Birgit Uhlig

The Cameraman's Revenge, dir. Wladyslaw Starewicz

What's Opera, Doc? dir. Chuck Jones

The Dover Boys at Pimento University; or, The Rivals of Roquefort Hall, dir. Chuck Jones

Kitty Kornered, dir. Bob Clampett

A Wild Hare, dir. Tex Avery

Everything Will Be OK, dir. Don Hertzfeldt

Yankee Doodle Daffy, dir. Friz Freleng

Duck Dodgers in the 24½th Century, dir. Chuck Jones

Long Gone Gulch, dir. Tara Billenger and Zach Bellissimo

I Love to Singa, dir. Tex Avery

Opal, dir. Jack Stauber

Scaredy Cat, dir. Chuck Jones

I Should Leave This Mall I Think, dir. Noodle

Porky's Duck Hunt, dir. Tex Avery

Bambi Meets Godzilla, dir. Marv Newland

Porky in Wackyland, dir. Bob Clampett

Rabbit Seasoning, dir. Chuck Jones

One Froggy Evening, dir. Chuck Jones

Don vs. Raph, dir. Jhonen Vasquez

Cat City, dir. Victoria Vincent

Roller Coaster Rabbit, dir. Rob Minkoff

Tummy Trouble, dir. Rob Minkoff

Trail Mix-Up, dir. Barry Cook

Blood Bound, dir. Lyly Hoang

Ciao, Alberto, dir. McKenna Harris (Available on Disney+)

Blackfly, dir. Christopher Hinton

Charlie the Unicorn: The Grand Finale, dir. Jason Steele

Free Apple, dir. Ian Worthington

Bigtop Burger Season 1, dir. Ian Worthington

There's a Man in the Woods, dir. Jacob Streilein

Llamas with Hats: The Series, dir. Jason Steele

Welcome to my Life, dir. Elizabeth Ito

Duck Amuck, dir. Chuck Jones

We Can't Live Without Cosmos, dir. Konstantin Bronzit

Geri's Game, dir. Jan Pinkava

Have to change the format cause tumblr has a limit to text in a single list

68. Snow-White, dir. Dave Fleischer

69. DAICON IV Opening Animation, dir. Hiroyuki Yamaga

70. Rooty Toot Toot, dir. John Hubley

71. SHOP: A Pop Opera, dir. Jack Stauber

72. Rabbit of Seville, dir. Chuck Jones

73. The Cat Concerto, dir. Joseph Barbera and William Hanna

74. My Little Goat, dir. Tomoki Misato

75. Asparagus, dir. Suzan Pitt (Available on the Criterion Channel)

76. Puparia, dir. Shingo Tamagawa

77. The Cybernetic Grandma, dir. Jiří Trnka

78. Captain Yajima, dir. Ian Worthington

79. Agoraphobia, dir. Victoria Vincent

80. Donald in Mathmagic Land, dir. Hamilton Luske, Wolfgang Reitherman, Les Clark and Joshua Meador

81. Joy Street, dir. Suzan Pitt (Available on the Criterion Channel)

82. The Old Man and The Sea, dir. Aleksandr Petrov

83. The Dream of a Ridiculous Man, dir. Aleksandr Petrov

84. Vincent, dir. Tim Burton

85. World of Tomorrow, dir. Don Hertzfeldt

86. World of Tomorrow Episode 2: The Burden of Other People's Thoughts, dir. Don Hertzfeldt (pay per view of Vimeo)

87. The Magic Portal, dir. Lindsay Fleay

88. The Golden Chain, dir. Adebukola Bodunrin and Ezra Claytan Daniels (available on the Criterion Channel)

89. Black Soul, dir. Martine Chartrand

90. Hedgehog in the Fog, dir. Yuri Norstein

91. Dreams of the Rarebit Fiend: The Flying House, dir. Windsor McCay

92. Around is Around, dir. Evelyn Lambart and Norman McLaren

93. Popeye the Sailor Meets Sinbad the Sailor, dir. Dave Fleischer

94. Historia Naturae (Suita), dir. Jan Svankmajer

95. Still Lost I Guess, Here's a Tunnel, dir. Dario Alva

96. Kapaemahu, dir. Joe Wilson, Dean Hamer and Hinaleimoana Wong-Kalu

97. Long-Haired Hare, dir. Chuck Jones

98. Muto, dir. Blu

99. Windy Day, dir. John and Faith Hubley

100. Bully for Bugs, dir. Chuck Jones

101. The Haunted Hotel, dir. J. Stuart Blackton

102. Destino, dir. Dominique Monfery (Available on Disney+)

103. Fantasy, dir. Vince Collins

104. To Beep or Not To Beep, dir. Chuck Jones

105. Pixillation, dir. Lillian Schwartz

106. Goodbye Jerome!, dir. Chloé Farr, Gabrielle Selnet and Adam Sillard (Available on the Criterion Channel)

107. Betty Boop's Halloween Party, dir. Dave Fleischer

108. Jumping, dir. Osamu Tezuka

109. Baby Fingers, dir. Adrian Dalen

110. On Your Mark, dir. Hayao Miyazaki

[orthodoxadventure]

The Annunciation of our Most Holy Lady, the Theotokos and Ever-Virgin Mary

Commemorated on March 25

Today is the beginning of our salvation, the revelation of the eternal mystery! The Son of God becomes the Son of the Virgin as Gabriel announces the coming of Grace. Together with him let us cry to the Theotokos: Hail, O Full of Grace, the Lord is with You!

The Feast of the Annunciation is one of the earliest Christian feasts, and was already being celebrated in the fourth century. There is a painting of the Annunciation in the catacomb of Priscilla in Rome dating from the second century. The Council of Toledo in 656 mentions the Feast, and the Council in Trullo in 692 says that the Annunciation was celebrated during Great Lent.

The Greek and Slavonic names for the Feast may be translated as “good tidings.” This, of course, refers to the Incarnation of the Son of God and the salvation He brings. The background of the Annunciation is found in the Gospel of Saint Luke (1:26-38). The troparion describes this as the “beginning of our salvation, and the revelation of the eternal mystery,” for on this day the Son of God became the Son of Man.

There are two main components to the Annunciation: the message itself, and the response of the Virgin. The message fulfills God’s promise to send a Redeemer (Genesis 3:15): “I will put enmity between you and the woman, between your seed and her seed; he shall crush your head, and you shall lie in wait for his heel.” The Fathers of the Church understand “her seed” to refer to Christ. The prophets hinted at His coming, which they saw dimly, but the Archangel Gabriel now proclaims that the promise is about to be fulfilled.

We see this echoed in the Liturgy of Saint Basil, as well: “When man disobeyed Thee, the only true God who had created him, and was deceived by the guile of the serpent, becoming subject to death by his own transgressions, Thou, O God, in Thy righteous judgment, didst send him forth from Paradise into this world, returning him to the earth from which he was taken, yet providing for him the salvation of regeneration in Thy Christ Himself.”

The Archangel Gabriel was sent by God to Nazareth in Galilee. There he spoke to the undefiled Virgin who was betrothed to Saint Joseph: “Hail, thou who art highly favoured, the Lord is with thee: blessed art thou among women. And, behold, thou shalt conceive in thy womb, and bring forth a son, and shalt call his name Jesus. He shall be great, and shall be called the Son of the Most High: and the Lord God shall give unto him the throne of his father David: And he shall reign over the house of Jacob for ever; and of his kingdom there shall be no end.”

In contrast to Eve, who was readily deceived by the serpent, the Virgin did not immediately accept the Angel’s message. In her humility, she did not think she was deserving of such words, but was actually troubled by them. The fact that she asked for an explanation reveals her sobriety and prudence. She did not disbelieve the words of the angel, but could not understand how they would be fulfilled, for they spoke of something which was beyond nature.

Then said Mary unto the angel, “How shall this be, seeing I know not a man?” (Luke 1:34).

“And the angel answered and said unto her, ‘The Holy Ghost shall come upon thee, and the power of the Most High shall overshadow thee: therefore also that which shall be born of thee shall be called the Son of God. And, behold, thy cousin Elisabeth hath also conceived a son in her old age: and this is the sixth month with her, who was called barren. For with God nothing shall be impossible.’ And Mary said, ‘Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to thy word.’ And the angel departed from her.” (Luke 1: 35-38)

In his Sermon 23 on the day of the Annunciation, Saint Philaret of Moscow boldly stated that “the word of the creature brought the Creator down into the world.” He explains that salvation is not merely an act of God’s will, but also involves the Virgin’s free will. She could have refused, but she accepted God’s will and chose to cooperate without complaint or further questions.

The icon of the Feast shows the Archangel with a staff in his left hand, indicating his role as a messenger. Sometimes one wing is upraised, as if to show his swift descent from heaven. His right hand is stretched toward the holy Virgin as he delivers his message.

The Virgin is depicted either standing or sitting, usually holding yarn in her left hand. Sometimes she is shown holding a scroll. Her right hand may be raised to indicate her surprise at the message she is hearing. Her head is bowed, showing her consent and obedience. The descent of the Holy Spirit upon her is depicted by a ray of light issuing from a small sphere at the top of the icon, which symbolizes heaven. In a famous icon from Sinai, a white dove is shown in the ray of light.

There are several famous icons of the Annunciation. One is in the Moscow Kremlin in the church of the Annunciation. This icon appeared in connection with the rescue of a prisoner by the Mother of God during the reign of Ivan the Terrible. Another is to be found in the Dormition Cathedral in Moscow (July 8). It was originally located in Ustiug, and was the icon before which Saint Procopius the fool (July 8) prayed to save the city from destruction in 1290. One of the most highly revered icons in Greece is the Tinos icon of the Annunciation (January 30).

The Annunciation falls during Lent, but it is always celebrated with great joy. The Liturgy of Saint Basil or Saint John Chrysostom is served, even on the weekdays of Lent. It is one of the two days of Great Lent on which the fast is relaxed and fish is permitted (Palm Sunday is the other).

[Text from OCA]

O Victorious Leader of Triumphant Hosts! We, your servants, delivered from evil, sing our grateful thanks to you, O Theotokos! As you possess invincible might, set us free from every calamity so that we may sing: Hail, O unwedded Bride!

[saras-devotionals]

Quiet Time 2/23

What am I feeling today?

I got to sleep in again today which I think was much needed. I feel as though I’ve got a calm day ahead of me and I feel quite peaceful. I am in some pain that started earlier in the morning but I assume it’ll go away soon. All in all, feeling pretty good.☺️

Luke 3 NIV

(v. 3-6) “[John the Baptist] went into all the country around the Jordan, preaching a baptism of repentance for the forgiveness of sins. As it is written in the book of the words of Isaiah the prophet: “A voice of one calling in the wilderness, ‘Prepare the way for the Lord, make straight paths for him. Every valley shall be filled in, every mountain and hill made low. The crooked roads shall become straight, the rough ways smooth. And all people will see God’s salvation.’ ””

I do wonder about those that John baptized because they were baptized before knowing/believing in Jesus because it was before his time of teaching. Is that why others later in the Bible had to be baptized again (for real)? Was what John was doing valid or not? I mean at the very least we do know that he was fulfilling his purpose in preparing the way for Jesus.

(v. 8-9) “Produce fruit in keeping with repentance. And do not begin to say to yourselves, ‘We have Abraham as our father.’ For I tell you that out of these stones God can raise up children for Abraham. The ax is already at the root of the trees, and every tree that does not produce good fruit will be cut down and thrown into the fire.””

Reminds me of John 15 where Jesus talks about the vine and the branches:

John 15: 1-8

““I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful. You are already clean because of the word I have spoken to you. Remain in me, as I also remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine. Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me. “I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing. If you do not remain in me, you are like a branch that is thrown away and withers; such branches are picked up, thrown into the fire and burned. If you remain in me and my words remain in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be done for you. This is to my Father’s glory, that you bear much fruit, showing yourselves to be my disciples.”

This was a gut punch for me before I became a disciple because I feared being one of those branches that was cut off and thrown away to be burned. But I’ve come to remain in Jesus and the word of God and I can see the blessings that He’s brought into my life as a result.

(v. 16) “John answered them all, “I baptize you with water. But one who is more powerful than I will come, the straps of whose sandals I am not worthy to untie. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire.”

Just wanted to make the note that through baptism we receive the Holy Spirit and I think that’s a wonderful and comforting thing!

(v. 21-22) “When all the people were being baptized, Jesus was baptized too. And as he was praying, heaven was opened and the Holy Spirit descended on him in bodily form like a dove. And a voice came from heaven: “You are my Son, whom I love; with you I am well pleased.””

One, taking as a sign to pray before baptism (or during) because it says Jesus was praying and the Holy Spirit descended. Two, confirmation of Jesus being the son of God.

(v. 31, 33-34, 36, 38)

“… the son of Nathan, the son of David, …the son of Judah, the son of Jacob, the son of Isaac, the son of Abraham, … the son of Shem, the son of Noah, … the son of Seth, the son of Adam, the son of God.”

I wanted to take a look at the genealogy and take note of those that I found interesting. One, I had thought David’s only son was Solomon but I see a continued line through Nathan. Also, Jesus is from the line/tribe of Judah (a part of me knew this, but another part had also assumed Joseph for some time). Additionally, he comes from Noah but specifically his son Shem. And lastly, I didn’t realize that Adam had other sons besides Cain and Abel, so to see Seth was a shock to me.

[lonelier-version-of-you]

That was a really, really good episode. I mean, apart from the Faith and Iain stuff, obviously, but the rest was really good. One of the best episodes in a while (not that the show hasn’t been good lately in general, I just thought it was extra fantastic tonight).

The more political Casualty is and the more realistically busy and crowded they make the hospital, the better, if you ask me. This episode reminded me a lot of many of the early episodes of this series, which I also loved.

I felt like recent episodes were drifting away a bit from the current series’ theme (well, it’s basically always a theme of the show, as it should be, but it’s especially been a theme in series 37 I think) of the NHS crisis and falling back too much on interpersonal staff drama - not that plenty of those storylines haven’t been issue-based stories worth telling (e.g. Rash struggling to balance his caring duties to Ashok with his job, or Marcus’s coercive control of Stevie), but I was hoping for the show to get back to the NHS crisis theme eventually and so this episode very much pleased me. (...That was a run-on sentence, lol.) I’m surprised I haven’t seen people whining about the episode being too political yet, that tends to happen with episodes like these. (I don’t know what people who say that stuff expect from Casualty...)

Tonight’s episode was really powerful and impactful. I loved how they showed how the nurses are being affected - Jacob is trying his best and has no other choice because they just don’t have the funding or staff to run the department properly, but the likes of Marty or Robyn are suffering for it too: they’re exhausted, overworked, and don’t have time to care for their patients and help them like they should. (To the point of David having to take his patient into the staff room to give her some peace and quiet.) It’s also thematically sort of setting up for what Jon Sen said the next big story arc will be - a group of new nurses arriving and struggling with working in the current environment of an NHS emergency department.

I wonder if maybe this will be leading to a mental health crisis of some sort for Jacob, as well. Between the Marcus/Stevie/Eloise thing (which must have brought up his trauma from Tina) and all of this, especially if it leads to Robyn dying, I could see him having some sort of crisis or breakdown.

The last scene would have been more impactful if they hadn’t already given away the plot twist in synopses for the next episode. Oh well.

I can’t tell if Robyn’s going to live or die. I feel like they’re building up to her dying, but maybe they’re playing with us and she’ll live?? I can’t figure out which way I’d prefer the story to go, either. I mean, obviously I don’t want poor Charlotte to be orphaned. That would be a tremendously sad watch.

But the description for the next episode says there aren’t enough staff to treat Robyn, and... well, to kill off a main character as a result of the lack of funding and staff would be a very bold move and make a very powerful statement from the show. To go for “Robyn could have lived if we had the resources to treat her”. We’ve seen patients on the show die for those reasons, but I don’t think they’ve ever killed a main character that way (Noel’s death was sort of in a similar vein though, though personally I don’t think they wrote that very well, and the lack of any aftermath made it worse).

The Faith/Iain thing really dragged down an otherwise great episode. I hate Faith and Iain bores me. They have no chemistry and their kiss was cringeworthy. Why is Faith even still on the show? The same show that preaches about calling out abusive relationships with storylines like Jacob/Tina and Stevie/Marcus, doesn’t seem to care about how Faith treated Lev. I want her to be written out already.

Though I don’t like Iain, he still deserves better than Faith. Can you imagine how awful she’d be if she found out about his history of mental health issues? :/

Although it was a small scene, I thought David going in to hug Dylan, Dylan saying no, and David respecting that was really sweet. I love their friendship, I’m gonna miss it so much when David leaves the show.

I also liked Marty’s storyline with the young trans man. I don’t have a lot to say about it, I just thought it was nice.

Next week, we’ll find out what happens to Robyn... and we get Sacha Levy’s guest appearance!! As I predicted, he’s coming down to treat her. I hope in the process he finds a moment to let us know that Henrik left the hospital, is now either retired or in a job where he’s actually happy, and the hospital is now being run by someone far more competent.

[ramrodd]

10 Things Everyone Should Know About the Bible - Dan McClellan Pt. 2 | E...

COMMENTQRY”

There isn't a syllable in the Bible that problemtizes or questions the practice of polygamy, but the raw data beginning in Genesis 12 reveals that poligamy is a geneitcially decadent  parctice in the inability of Sarai and Abram to have children because they were children of the same father and NATURE wouldn't allow the successfual union .

we know from Hagar that Abram wasn’t shooting blanks.

All the featurred women in the OT, rahab, Tamar, Ruth  and Urhiah's wife, repensent fresh DNA to the gene pool of the insulalr Hebrew culture. For example, Ruth's DNA produced David, who was the Milton Berle of annoited saints and spread this fressh DNA throughout Israel to fulfill the ditty "Saul slew his thousands but David sew his tens of thousands."  1Samuel 18:7 They weren't talking about warfare, The sword doing the slewing wasn't metal. And, of course, the data reveals that Joseph Smith adopted polygamy because. like Mohammad, he couldn't keep his dick in his pants and he was eventurall murdered for being a womanizer. In contrast, Jesus endorses the polyandry of the Smarian Woman at the well in John 5 as being genetically enriching, The Pro-Choice version of John 4 introduces a woman who had children from 5 men and was reaady for another bun in th eoven when she say Jesus and a 14 year old boy at Jacob's well, she trotted out witth intent of getting pregnant in the manner of Tamar. She was not an ouccast, but a member of the equivalent of a socialist kibbutz, whene children were social security, Jesus makes her pregnant the same way the Holy SPirit made His mother pregnant: by his agency with the Spirit of God of Genesis 1:2 Joseph Smith just liked to fuck. At Least, that's what the data suggests. Biblical poligamy was a fig leaf for Joseph Smith's recreational priaprism

[marysittingathisfeet]

Foreign Queen Unnamed Perhaps Forgotten

Solomon was undoubtedly one of the greatest kings of Israel. He had wealth, he had knowledge, the land had peace and prosperity under his rule.

1 Kings 4:24- Solomon ruled every kingdom between the Euphrates River and the land of the Philistines down to Egypt. These kingdoms paid him taxes as long as he lived.

1 Kings 10: 21- All of King Solomon's drinking cups were solid gold, as were all the utensils in the Palace of the Forest of Lebanon. They were not made of silver, for silver was considered worthless in Solomon's day!

1 Kings 4:29-34- Solomon was brilliant. God had blessed him with insight and understanding. He was wiser than anyone else in the world, including the wisest people of the east and of Egypt....Solomon became famous in every country around Judah and Israel. Solomon wrote 3,000 wise sayings and composed more than 1,000 songs. He could talk about all kinds of plants, from large trees to small bushes, and he taught about animals, birds, reptiles, and fish. Kings all over the world heard about Solomon's wisdom and sent people to listen to him teach.- - (perhaps he was a genius)

BUT--- Solomon had 1 major weakness and that was woman. He had 700 wives and 300 concubines. His first wife was the daughter of Pharaoh's daughter.

(She is never named in the Bible which I believe is significant. For the sake of ease of typing let's call her Aya after a queen in ancient Egypt.)

1 Kings 3:1 - Solomon made an alliance with Pharaoh king of Egypt and married his daughter....

1 Kings 9: 16- 17 -Pharaoh king of Egypt had attacked and captured Gezer. He had set it on fire. He killed its Canaanite inhabitants and then gave it as a wedding gift to his daughter, Solomon's wife. And Solomon rebuilt Gezer.

At first I thought he had married the Egyptian princess solely to make peace with Egypt. Not a good reason to disobey God's commands because it is God who maintains the peace. But then Solomon was young and just beginning his reign. Then I read how Solomon held fast to them in love.

1 Kings 11: 1-2 King Solomon, however, loved many foreign women besides Pharaoh’s daughter—Moabites, Ammonites, Edomites, Sidonians and Hittites. They were from nations about which the Lord had told the Israelites, “You must not intermarry with them, because they will surely turn your hearts after their gods.” Nevertheless, Solomon held fast to them in love.

So did Solomon marry Aya because he loved her? Maybe Solomon did love her romantically, but I seriously doubt he could love 1000 woman in that way. If he visited 1 different woman every night- it would be 3 years between visits for each woman. Sorry that does not create a deep intimate love with anyone. Unless Solomon was some kind of love machine. Either way that's not love- that lust. Solomon like his father liked the girls.

1 Kings 9:24: “As soon as Pharoah’s daughter went up from the City of David to the house [Solomon] had built for her, then he rebuilt the Millo citadel.” - (Millo citadel is part of Jerusalem. It is the rampart built by the Jebusites before David conquered the city. ). Once more Aya is mentioned in relation to building works. Don't see any googly eyed romance there.

Consequently we learn that Solomon believed his wife to be unsanctified most likely because of her pagan worship.

2 Chronicles 8:11-Solomon brought Pharaoh's daughter up from the City of David to the palace he had built for her, for he said, "My wife must not live in the palace of David king of Israel, because the places the ark of the Lord has entered are holy."

Did Solomon not want to keep her in David's palace, because she had brought idols into the palace? At that time it was common to have house idols that were supposed to protect the home. (Remember when Rachael had taken her father Laban's idols and he chased down Jacob in search of them? Rachael sat on the idols claiming she was menstruating.)

Perhaps this was an area of contention between Solomon and Aya. So to end the argument Solomon built her her own palace. Maybe after years of marriage he had simply lost interest in her. After all she was getting older and Solomon had a bevvy of young beauties to pick from. Cynical? Yes. Unrealistic? No. Think Nero, Constantine, and Henry the VIII for example. There are many modern stars and politicians who have done the same. How many successful older business men have dumped their wives for a new model. Not right, selfish, and superficial but it does happen. The research showed that 38 percent of men wed a significantly younger woman after divorcing their first wife.

Did Solomon not want to bring her into David's palace because God had commanded through Moses laws not to intermarry with the pagans. Was Solomon convicted when he strode through his father's palace?

Either way what this implies is that Solomon knew that marrying foreign woman was wrong, and he did it anyway. Aya did live in King David's palace for about 20 years before Solomon completed building the temple and the new palace. Pharaoh's daughter despite living in Israel, continued to worship her gods. Therefore the author of Kings and Chronicles did not feel her name was important since she did not ever truly become a part of Israel. Perhaps Solomon felt toward this wife the way Charlemagne felt toward his second wife. Charlemagne's second marriage was purely to create an alliance the Lombards (a Germanic people who ruled Italy at the time) and the pope of Rome who had immense power. The marriage was an unhappy one. Charlemagne was known to call her names like sow. Although he did eventually have one child with her, Charlemagne eventually sent her back to Italy. Charlemagne, was so indifferent to this poor woman that her name was never mentioned in the history books even though she had been the wife, although temporarily, of one of the most powerful men in the world at that time. Charlemagne's treatment of this woman created a significant political rift with the Lombards. So Aya may have been Solomon's queen, but like Charlemagne's second wife she may have simply been a business deal or like Marie Antionette was never truly accepted by the people.

Despite whether their marriage was an alliance or one of love. Despite if she was the cherished wife of Solomon or a discarded spouse, she was given a great gift of seeking and knowing God. Did she ever truly open her eyes and her heart? Her husband was famous for his wisdom. Kings from all over the world sent people to learn from Solomon. But Aya does not appear to embrace this gift. She clings to her religion and never seeks the truth in front of her. She is also surrounded in opulence- blessing from God to Solomon and the people of Israel.

1 Kings 3:13- (God speaking to Solomon) Moreover, I will give you what you did not request--both riches and honor--so that during all your days no man in any kingdom will be your equal.

She had to know the wealth that surrounded her surpassed even that of her father's kingdom. The bible does say

"It's easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God" (Luke 18:25, Mark 10:25, and Matthew 19:24.)- This is mentioned three times in the New Testament. God wants us to really pay attention to this. Perhaps it was the wealth and ease that kept Aya from seeking and knowing the true God. She was comfortable and complacent.

Compare her to the Queen of Sheba..... (more later)

[xtruss]

The Electrobat Taxi, One of the World’s First All-Electric Car, was Popular with Members of High Society in Late-19th Century Manhattan, New York. Photograph By New-York Tribune/Library of Congress

The Forgotten History of New York’s First Electric Taxi Fleet—In The 1800s

More Than a Century Before Teslas Hit The Road, Battery-Powered Taxicabs Zipped Silently Through The Streets of Manhattan.

— By Christopher Klein | June 04, 2024

The bustling streets of 19th-century Manhattan had a horse problem. The estimated 150,000 horses roaming the city each produced 22 pounds of waste daily. The inauguration of New York City’s motorized taxicab service on March 27, 1897, promised a cleaner solution. Because Gotham’s first taxis weren’t powered by gasoline—but by electricity. It turns out that the car of the future is actually from the past.

An Electric Start

The idea of electric vehicles gliding around New York City in the 1890s might sound like a steampunk-inspired fever dream, but battery-powered automobiles outsold their internal combustion counterparts at the dawn of the automotive age. Electric cars were quiet, clean, and easy to drive. “Back then, you were lucky if a gas car started in the morning,” says Dan Albert, author of Are We There Yet? The American Automobile Past, Present, and Driverless. “It was noisy, polluting, and rickety, whereas an electric car started with a flip of the switch.”

During the 19th century, when electricity began to be used practically, it seemed capable of overcoming any challenge. “If you asked people on the street what was going to happen, they would have said that electricity is this magic force,” says electric car historian David A. Kirsch, author of The Electric Vehicle and the Burden of History. “We harnessed it for light. We harnessed it for traction through the trolley. It’s spreading everywhere, and now it’s going to take us around.”

The Pioneering Electrobat

When Nikola Tesla was the only Tesla making headlines, the Electrobat emerged as the first commercially viable electric vehicle. Crafted by Philadelphia engineers Henry Morris and Pedro Salom in 1894, this 2,500-pound car was propelled by a lead-acid battery, achieving top speeds of 15 miles per hour and covering distances of up to 25 miles on a single charge.

Furthermore, the pair devised an ingenious battery-swapping system inside a former Broadway roller skating rink to keep its cabs in continuous operation. Working with the efficiency of a NASCAR pit crew, employees maneuvered vehicles with elevators and hydraulics as an overhead crane, plucked out the depleted 1,000-pound batteries, and inserted fresh ones. The process took only three minutes. “It was much faster than changing a horse team and probably as fast as what we would today associate with filling a tank of gas,” Kirsch says.

The duo’s Manhattan cab service rapidly gained popularity, especially among the upper echelons of society. Rather than selling their cars, Morris and Salom opted to lease their vehicles on a monthly or per-ride basis through their venture, the Electric Wagon & Carriage Company.

The taxi fleet experienced substantial growth, expanding from a mere dozen vehicles in 1897 to over 100 by 1899. The Electrobat proved the ideal city car with its rapid acceleration and noiseless ride. However, its speed and quietness posed unforeseen challenges. In May 1899, the press reported that cab driver Jacob German had become the first automobile operator arrested for speeding after whizzing down Lexington Avenue at 12 miles per hour. Weeks later, an electric taxi fatally struck real estate broker Henry Bliss as he stepped off an Upper West Side streetcar. The first pedestrian killed by an automobile never heard the Electrobat coming.

The Bubble Bursts

Morris and Salom found new backing from wealthy investors, notably New York financier William Whitney, known for his success in electrifying the city’s streetcars. Under Whitney’s leadership, the company merged with the electric street railways and battery manufacturing firms to form an integrated, nationwide electric transportation network.

The Electric Vehicle Company swiftly expanded its taxi operations to major cities like Philadelphia, Chicago, and Boston, eventually becoming the nation’s largest automobile manufacturer. However, its rapid expansion proved unsustainable. Operations outside New York were poorly run, and investors felt swindled when a New York Herald investigation in late 1899 revealed the Electric Vehicle Company had fraudulently secured a loan. The company’s stock plummeted, and the enterprise was virtually bankrupt by 1902.

Electric Cars Lose Power

The company’s collapse sent shockwaves through the investment community and cast a shadow over the future of electric vehicles.

“The thing that killed it is not really the idea, the technology, or the business model,” Albert says. “It was the shadiness of the wheeler-dealers behind it.”

A devastating fire destroyed a significant portion of the fleet. Coupled with the economic turmoil of the Panic of 1907, this dealt a final blow to electric cabs in New York City just as gasoline-powered vehicles gained momentum in the market. The same year, local businessman Harry Allen introduced a taxi service with 65 gasoline-powered cabs imported from France. Within a year, his fleet swelled to 700 vehicles.

The internal combustion engine would drive the next American century, but battery power is slowly returning after a long detour. When 25 all-electric taxis began operation on the streets of New York in 2022, the car of the future arrived—again.

[roman-catholic-mass-readings]

23rd March >> Mass Readings (USA)

Saturday, Fifth Week of Lent 

(optional commemoration of Saint Turibius of Mongrovejo, Bishop)

(Liturgical Colour: Violet: B (2))

First Reading Ezekiel 37:21-28 I will make them into one nation.

Thus says the Lord GOD: I will take the children of Israel from among the nations to which they have come, and gather them from all sides to bring them back to their land. I will make them one nation upon the land, in the mountains of Israel, and there shall be one prince for them all. Never again shall they be two nations, and never again shall they be divided into two kingdoms.

No longer shall they defile themselves with their idols, their abominations, and all their transgressions. I will deliver them from all their sins of apostasy, and cleanse them so that they may be my people and I may be their God. My servant David shall be prince over them, and there shall be one shepherd for them all; they shall live by my statutes and carefully observe my decrees. They shall live on the land that I gave to my servant Jacob, the land where their fathers lived; they shall live on it forever, they, and their children, and their children’s children, with my servant David their prince forever. I will make with them a covenant of peace; it shall be an everlasting covenant with them, and I will multiply them, and put my sanctuary among them forever. My dwelling shall be with them; I will be their God, and they shall be my people. Thus the nations shall know that it is I, the LORD, who make Israel holy, when my sanctuary shall be set up among them forever.

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm Jeremiah 31:10, 11-12abcd, 13

R/ The Lord will guard us, as a shepherd guards his flock.

Hear the word of the LORD, O nations, proclaim it on distant isles, and say: He who scattered Israel, now gathers them together, he guards them as a shepherd his flock.

R/ The Lord will guard us, as a shepherd guards his flock.

The LORD shall ransom Jacob, he shall redeem him from the hand of his conqueror. Shouting, they shall mount the heights of Zion, they shall come streaming to the LORD’s blessings: The grain, the wine, and the oil, the sheep and the oxen.

R/ The Lord will guard us, as a shepherd guards his flock.

Then the virgins shall make merry and dance, and young men and old as well. I will turn their mourning into joy, I will console and gladden them after their sorrows.

R/ The Lord will guard us, as a shepherd guards his flock.

Gospel Acclamation Ezekiel 18:31

Cast away from you all the crimes you have committed, says the Lord, and make for yourselves a new heart and a new spirit.

Gospel John 11:45-56 To gather together in unity the scattered children of God.

Many of the Jews who had come to Mary and seen what Jesus had done began to believe in him. But some of them went to the Pharisees and told them what Jesus had done. So the chief priests and the Pharisees convened the Sanhedrin and said, “What are we going to do? This man is performing many signs. If we leave him alone, all will believe in him, and the Romans will come and take away both our land and our nation.” But one of them, Caiaphas, who was high priest that year, said to them, “You know nothing, nor do you consider that it is better for you that one man should die instead of the people, so that the whole nation may not perish.” He did not say this on his own, but since he was high priest for that year, he prophesied that Jesus was going to die for the nation, and not only for the nation, but also to gather into one the dispersed children of God. So from that day on they planned to kill him.

So Jesus no longer walked about in public among the Jews, but he left for the region near the desert, to a town called Ephraim, and there he remained with his disciples.

Now the Passover of the Jews was near, and many went up from the country to Jerusalem before Passover to purify themselves. They looked for Jesus and said to one another as they were in the temple area, “What do you think? That he will not come to the feast?”

The Gospel of the Lord

R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

[libidomechanica]

“Struck eight; I turned aside in”

A Meredith sonnet sequence

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Struck eight; I turned aside in weakness: let   it but he replying, Enter like a   cloud that make their death; for now the down beside me doesn’t get it. Hence it is to die. And molten into frost! In our byast Nature,   moulding men. Another snows: there keen   Indignation roll a spheres been Great, and innocent child, I met, I loved, that gave me, Love would make David lives so fair. To   meet, delights were singing in mine, no   Rechabite more of woe is after his daily sight. When beauty new; and him, as the mountain-head, sleepy arms till were laid on   the happy communion with flower were   laid on the lucid round the Chess of the Plot to part away from heavenly sight.

               2

I cannot make them all their slime, were murmurs   not, reaps a truth: and when I passed from   the Veil may know. And worship thy decree? From my eye was plaintive song, ’ the Spirit, happy, happy Pan: when on Jordan’s Sand   there’s the hedges. So quickly knows not   wasted cheek when it slowly breast and clapping hands, and Roger still in faith, but wheresoever that light of Thee to face in   some will not yielded, with Jacob’s Voice. So   shall break from that cheek thee what fruits do flow. Nor Interest made to keepe. Deluded swain, the snow: the year, and maist thou dost invest,   and you when your wailing, anything   he may retire; and on the ground: calm on the fortress, and fayne in verse my love!

               3

All her Treasure, where Truths are made a man   may live? Remove; no man under a wide   hat, dancer, singer of high have wound her, will not shut our eyes: but shun th’ extent and might: from the Veil thy Heaven punished   is. When I might I loved me despair,   an idle matters thus our home-bred fancies dim: he still in wild desire is shrivell’d opposite, o things were kind, as mouldest   me, Lucia, this it was a wind full-   grown lambs loud bleat from his disobedient Son were more than the wine makes the crowd confused and chuse your pen. To-morrow wane?   The Tampering World on us doth blow   them: but chiefly proved us one. A moment set thy look and brief; with Chain of Gold.

               4

Alas for me, in such words: this laurels   at the Tiller’s care; not so free and true,   making of men. From badde to worse, from whose hand at the quiet shore; their harps the Present ease on strong the wave. Who refuseth,   giuing frankly niggard Birth, or Conquer all   the first appeared an idle girl, that faire wonders to protect his head of silent deep-disguises of a Titan’s hearth-stone   blaze of some vial; treasure of my woman   is all the region. The harp and fly the reflects a kind compassion, and since, he stood at bold Defiance with craft to   cloud of such as men might exprest, and yet   cause he bare truth, with scarce could have this aged thorn; no leave thy passions men may trace.

               5

Quite sunder’d in the best, our guests dozed on   this never wakes; nor, what thought o’ Mary   Morison. But it’s turtles, until you, I never hope to pay; and in will, still noticed anything through the dream, and always   fleeing, and many an abler voice   that I muse and turn with human and best cou’d plead and bask’d and barren of leaves turn Romeo boots; they measure, let not wish   the echoes out o’ h—ll. Gross, gets the   glowworm o’er grave where green, maud in our Sonnet- A-Day Newsletter below the world: and whenever strove, I had such reverence   and fit: more strong creatures state; where all   that were but types are in your beams the hills would that eddy wreaths had dragg’d the Spring.

               6

Man, among the high Hall-garden flew in   a damp cold nook, I found Him not in   another. The Sleeper’s ancle, ties it round so close, you’d say that rose on aught found your hand in the bier with what diviner Lust,   his fierce beams struck down and stoopegallaunt   Age the best is yet to belt of cruelties. Perhaps the mind desert sky? And Hatred to mead, and with this praises unexpression,   or to Rule the main account; all   instincts, breath, and with these their memorial elms, a thrush; or understand: I loved, a light on a petted mood and white. And   long by the melancholy numbers breath   the Sword, but Lenitives fomented to o’erleap the brow of morning the mind.

               7

My Arthur’s loved you, maidens overwrought   from Humane Laws. They, One, All; within the   valley night of earth arise to theme, discuss’d they meet their Kings and Secure his Curse, than repose, a semi-demi goddess,   something beloved; my words have no one   knows what your model. Night was mine, with blasts not forbidden usury, which we dare to my heele: but thee’ I said, My life   and who canst not to judge his Right, is on   thy glory, and death. New life true that saw the gulfs beneath that you were yourself again, should resume his tender side of   things will have Right in your words not sink i’   the magic light was gone forth her glossy raven hair the days before the threshold.

               8

I said their clammy cell of succulent   peaches we bought for my dark-dawning of   a solemn gladness to come, for change, for love her name in kintry clatter spring, and the truth.—Oh, if indeed I loved, a   lights mine, and gain’d, like wailful widdowes   hangen their seed among her beautiful face. This stuff that grows; a schools, let random influence removed, a Spiritual of   the hills. As servant of conch shells of Noah’s   Ark. Then idly sought aymes at th’ shepherd well, but mine, ’ so I sware to tell me, do I not spend revenge who love. Bent,   and lovely colour day by day and nimbly   with losse reward of May poetry none a Dedication a Dream of good.

               9

But with Vulgar Spright, in spikes, in branches   the publick Zeal to God, I stretch lame hands   are ours, now—but you so that ’twere possibility. And if twas born; seal’d with a voice of Parliament, and you see them all,   one another’s Name is quiet shore; thou   hear’st the volume of poppies, where they rest, ’ we said, My life is dash’d with Psyche tender stem of a young man, seeing that green   green silk strung, and rarely.—I see her:   evermore a little flashes, beams from youth to springs may so fall upon the distant gloom of every wind thee steady Skill   commennd: the People through the waning words   and man. I deeme, thy heart, his fate for Empire, and two feet which now she love thee!

               10

To the rock; nor winks that was, is, and then,   regret: the northern downs in clearer air   perplexed, uncertainty, fidelity on the true retreat, inmantled in a crown and to thee. And many a sandy   bar, the meadows break good Company. Jury   of dissenting Jews: wHose fellow would not save listen! All hushed among the winds the works without Title into the dappled   his Worship thy dear! At this the only   Friends, our murmured dawn conspiring wind and din and stood and when you wrong a Nations to and fright my heart too common grows   defined. And hate, my Arthur found, a power   to answers, Let him sleep reveals, and prove; she that can I now exanimate.

               11

So seems you loved, and at the Oppian Law.   Lifetime of trust! You walked before to wake!   Sent in hand in the kitchen light of the gross. Like echoes in small, so fit was then, and made me move as like diamonds and was   my wine; that lives to weepe. And tint, sin’ thou   canst see not fair began to gather dust burn to the coming, my own,—a hollow form would that then with hood-wink’d chance because   of the sun, as faulty feature? Against   it strange the whole, and mistake, complexion dimm’d; and others fall’n asleep, and calm: thence she had not tye by the sun, the meadow   and the pan I scrub and burst with some novel   world surmise, the life that hears his manhood, thou. Give way, and died as floures fayre.

               12

May still to dote upon me, whom her exceed   proportions or people I have shut   down to my use it might have their alter’d new; thy longinge for several Faction, and baffled still he thus the World, and many   season freshly spring, but in the   lonely kid in a big grown wearing an old philosopher; perchance, perchance because the differings we see now long winter   gan to tread, and goes by, and weep, and   lost, some Circumstance, how it smoothness rough, between and your poem left me thus—Poor Man! Treasure, let not too base? A life be   fancy’s tenderness again, across her   brood is well. His late; farewell. So she livelong summer in her watery tree.

               13

The passionate heart away from natural?   Which is a glazed and she heard in years of   joy. But I shall weigh the man of shall I teach vertue may be infected with wine. Having Love upon the steele had been shedding   branch thou hardly to be my night vision   shouts for modern rhyme to him, whate’er he be, and closing eaves of that great Æon sinks with his Goodness gather free, let not where   I was born, he shoots with them Joyn’d all his   active power, with his evil still made better, age, exempt from a belt of crime, when you remind me of some vial; treasure,   thy hopes and strangely falls across the   flower track, the perfect deeds, more than I do adore each breasts and rings pour shoes.

               14

Of usual Theams; and one behind, again   and Property were up and away,   and I have ranged; and others be, to us none thereby; leave the windchime wasn’t making because the wind! Or Love but feared to   himself: when to cross, which he beats within   the soft pipes where all in all exercise of the meadow, slowly worn her earth another’s Ancle—cries along. Surely shew’d   he loves, to the vast and a shake the better   one faint cares to fix itself must sentence thy hook this working in the skin, but what of thine own houses are blown vp with   clear from friend of the soft hand, her eye; for   Priest-craft did break. Still mine, the luster fades not yet unborn faces glimmer’d the Ball.

               15

What e’er he veil. The red flower and he,   shall knowledge, with a wand of men, and steal;   I know thou that hearts can make defence is best region. An auld wife’s tongue does I will be sworn to other would more dazled   with thee that steal upon the day? Distinctive   woman’s cause it was honesty again the red-breast a fiecer Gripe doth view want not a worm is purest and my sick   Muse doth showers sprang from childhood shape. If   I—this Discourse from good to threate. To hear the Golden foot of balm it is, and still with man that we’ll never canst say, my spirit   ere our love, and his Fortune thee: then   with its death, to broaden into stone, lie on her fixt my faint in the mind and fall?

               16

Should be Spring endure to draw the happy   birds, that ink may character’d and brim   the Saviour’s feet with publick Like. The bloom thro’ all thy fresh winds that at the fires shall I shriek’d again becomes you: home is not   undeveloped brute; a god thought, not a   woman’s eye? Close bosom of the heard beginning of the place where God to sink to peace? For by the law with so much too far   disease; take pains my heart I muse as on   a simple heart beat quick. Sweeter manner, and Redress of the garden. Over thou dost despise the golden hair tarnished and   so through the hazel shells with us: ’ they   speak thy tender seemed it stranger passions for a cure, the gravy. Ye country back?

               17

In babbled ‘Uncle’ on my freshness die.   Deep folly! Now a kiss, thou may’st thy mountain-   top does the cared the boy hath cheeks, to call out each other former beauties treasure lay with what loves and check’d even by   the sensual feast; nor harp in diverse   love contend to griev’d the light-headed, Ida came by, thorn you said to church-yard path that loue to boste, all purposes of the   centre of a change, this tract of time must   Court, and weaken’d, well or ill desire, to sit a stealing kisse. Themselves to deck the barren, scarce had grown to some one dying   sun: and merge, ’ he said, ’twas a piteous   thing, and Cremsin redde, dyed in Lilly white, and, star and field, nor for thy dear merit?

[casmong]

The Problem of the First-born

Scripture flourishes with biblical themes and patterns, intended to teach and reinforce key and important principles. One such theme is the problem of the first born.

Monarchies across history have instituted ‘the right of the firstborn (son)’ as the mechanism by which the hereditary throne or scepter is passed down through the succeeding generations. This also applies to how regular people hand down lands and wealth to their offspring. Even the law of Moses designates the right of the firstborn to a double blessing and allocated a double portion in the land of promise, as evidenced by the fact that Joseph received twice the inheritance in the land (Ephraim and Manasseh) than the other tribes, which was supposed to be the privilege that Reuben should have received.

Starting with Adam the first man or first born of human nature, we observe that he failed and was the means by which sin entered into the world. We see Adam’s first son Cain killing his younger brother Abel and becoming the first murderer. We see Abraham's first son (according to the flesh) Ishmael being deemed illegitimate and banished, and Abraham’s second son Isaac being considered his ‘only son’ and inheriting the firstborn blessing. We see Isaac’s firstborn son Esau being rejected and his second born Jacob being blessed with the firstborn status, saying “the elder shall serve the younger”[Genesis 25:23]. We see Jacob’s first born son Reuben losing the firstborn status, because he “defiled his fathers couch” by sleeping with one of Jacob’s concubines[Genesis 49:4], causing the right of the first born being given to Joseph, the son of Jacob's second wife. We see Jacob switch hands to bless Joseph's younger son Ephraim with the blessing of the first born instead of Manasseh the older son[Genesis 48:13-14].

We see Israel YAH‘s firstborn abject failure during the wilderness journey[Exodus 4:22; Hosea 11:1]. We see Israel’s first king Saul fail, and him being replaced by the second king David who himself was the last of Jesse’s sons[I Samuel 16:11]. There are many other examples of this Bible theme.

The firstborn represents not only what came first and what is the natural chronological, but also what is deemed as ‘first’ and important and esteemed from mankind's perspective. Human nature and the natural (viz ‘flesh’) was created first but was weak and naturally fails, but what comes after is the spiritual which is strengthened by YAH and therefore empowered to succeed. The things man (society) deemed as important is esteemed from a place of pride and ignorance and a self centered perspective. As Jesus the Anointed points out and clarifies: “that which is highly esteemed among men is abomination in the sight of God.”[Luke 16:15], and those who seek power and prominence in this world will be last at the judgment seat asserting that “the last shall be first, and the first last: for many be called, but few chosen.”[Mathew 20:16]

“Howbeit that was not first which is spiritual, but that which is natural; and afterward that which is spiritual. The first man is of the earth, earthy: the second man is the Lord from heaven.”[I Corinthians 15:46-27]

Even further is the principle that flesh and blood cannot inherit immortality, and the ‘made from dirt’ human nature Adam was created with was never intended to inherit the kingdom, but was intended to be changed” [I Corinthians 15:51-52]

Where the first man/first born Adam failed the second man Jesus was successful. The first man was earthly and carnal and ‘devilish’, but the second man was heavenly, spiritual and Divine. We also understand from scripture that “the first man Adam was made a living soul; the last Adam was made a life giving spirit.”[I Corinthians 15:45]

The firstborn was supposed to be blessed but almost always fails, and the apostle writes of this to the ecclesia at Colosse, that Jesus “is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of every creature:” [Colossians 1:15] to show that Jesus is the fulfillment of the intention God envisioned for the firstborn, and that the creation is made for Jesus, and that he is the reason why all things were made. Jesus reverses and resolves the problem Adam created in Eden, and accomplishes the role of priest and intercessor, who by his life and sacrifice restores the firstborn blessing that was lost because of Adam’s transgression.

[we-are-inevitable]

Your ask box is my kingdom, I am taking it over

But anyway I so badly want your thoughts on Jack and Davey in my college prof au please please please I know I haven't spoken about it on tumblr yet except from a little bit but I love your Javid so yeah

-has watched high school musical thank you very much

ok ok @roideny obvi this is your au but here are my Very Important thoughts bc i love them Very Much ugh. in love w them

David Jacobs-Kelly:

44 years old, born in ‘79

Undergrad: majored in English, minored in Creative Writing

Masters: Poetics and Theory AdvC- NYU

Doctorate: English and American Literature, thesis is over gender and sexuality in Shakespeare

he’s been Dr. Jacobs-Kelly for about seventeen years by the time the story takes place!

as a prof, he teaches a comp class, an honors comp (Critical Analysis and Writing), and some creative writing/poetry courses! he’s a very busy man.

he meets Race, Albert, and Finch because they’re students in his comp class!

when he’s not teaching, he’s really involved in the local queer scene. i feel like he’s a staple at drag brunches and pride celebrations; he’s not a huge club fan anymore but he still loves being Involved. growing up during the aids crisis is traumatizing at the least, and im sure he lost a few friends, so he stays up to date in the queer stuff to sort of honor them.

he marries jack in 2011 when gay marriage is legalized in new york!

he’s a huge shakespeare fan, as seen by his phd studies. he has a hamlet-inspired tattoo because he’s gay

tbh he probably has a cat named after shakespeare (they have two cats im calling it now. shakespeare and bryan, name courtesy of jack)

he and jack don’t have any kids, but he’s a loving fun uncle for Les and Sarah’s respective kids!

Jack Jacobs-Kelly:

45 years old, born in ‘78

Undergrad: Studio Art! but he dropped out after a semester <33

he just decided that college wasn’t for him. why pay money for something he doesn’t need?

he goes straight into a set design apprenticeship that medda helps him get! medda is his adoptive mom, so he’s been around queer spaces and theatre since he was around 15. he loves it, it’s his home

that being said he probably sells his own paintings and maybe does mural work on the side, he likes to keep busy and is invested in the art scene, and he meets davey when davey moves to New York for his masters! he’s the reason davey stays in NYC <33

he’s very eccentric, and very much doesn’t give a fuck. he’s a black queer man- the universe already nerfed him, so why worry about anything else? i can see him being the really go-with-the-flow husband to davey’s more tight-strung academic vibe. they really balance each other out

again, they don’t have kids, but i feel like this jack is very much For The Youths? i can see him volunteering a lot, working for organizations that help troubled kids get into the arts— i feel like it’s his passion project that makes him feel better when davey is busy at the university all day. in another life he’s a foster parent, but he and davey just don’t have the lifestyle to foster, so he focuses his energy elsewhere!

whenever davey “adopts” some freshmen he’s always on board. he really hits it off with Albert!

not as involved in the queer scene as davey, but his career is literally in musical theatre set design, so even if he’s not in the queer scene he’s In The Queer Scene

i don’t wanna talk about him losing medda but i can see him eventually inheriting the theater!

he loves his nieces and nephews! he’s a big family guy

Extra Thoughts:

jack and davey are a pair. they rarely go anywhere outside of work without each other, and they’re so, SO in love.

jack pretty regularly comes to see Davey while he’s at work; he’ll bring him lunch to office hours and pop in to watch him lecture from time to time.

davey attends the opening night of every show jack works on <33

their apartment is always a mess LMAO. davey has papers and books everywhere, there’s paint on the floor, brushes all over the place— it’s what happens when you cross a tired academic and an adhd creative. shit happens.

they actually stay pretty hip and on-trend? idk how it happens but jack is rlly good with youth culture and davey is on top of gay culture so like. yeah they work.

over summers and breaks, they travel a lot! not anything crazy expensive— they love international travel, but they’re also a big fan of road trips and rental cars!

they are my FAVORITES and i love them so much

[timdcook4]

‭Amos‬ ‭9:1‭-‬15‬ ‭LSB‬

[1] I saw the Lord standing beside the altar, and He said, “Strike the capitals so that the thresholds will quake, And break them on the heads of them all! Then I will kill the rest of them with the sword; Not one of them who can flee will flee, And not one of them who can survive will escape. [2] “Though they dig into Sheol, From there will My hand take them; And though they ascend to heaven, From there will I bring them down. [3] “And though they hide on the top of Carmel, From there I will search them out and take them; And though they conceal themselves from My eyes on the floor of the sea, From there I will command the serpent, and it will bite them. [4] “And though they go into captivity before their enemies, From there I will command the sword that it kill them, And I will set My eyes against them for evil and not for good.” [5] ¶Now Lord Yahweh of hosts, The One who touches the land so that it melts, And all those who inhabit it mourn, And all of it rises up like the Nile And subsides like the Nile of Egypt; [6] The One who builds His upper chambers in the heavens And has founded His vaulted dome over the earth; The One who calls for the waters of the sea And pours them out on the face of the earth; Yahweh is His name. [7] ¶“Are you not as the sons of Ethiopia to Me, O sons of Israel?” declares Yahweh. “Have I not brought up Israel from the land of Egypt, And the Philistines from Caphtor and the Arameans from Kir? [8] “Behold, the eyes of Lord Yahweh are on the sinful kingdom, And I will destroy it from the face of the earth; Nevertheless, I will not totally destroy the house of Jacob,” Declares Yahweh. [9] “For behold, I am commanding, And I will shake the house of Israel among all nations As grain is shaken in a sieve, But not a kernel will fall to the ground. [10] “All the sinners of My people will die by the sword, Those who say, ‘The calamity will not overtake or confront us.’ [11] ¶“In that day I will raise up the fallen booth of David And wall up its breaches; I will also raise up its ruins And rebuild it as in the ancient days, [12] That they may possess the remnant of Edom And all the nations who are called by My name,” Declares Yahweh who does this. [13] ¶“Behold, days are coming,” declares Yahweh, “When the plowman will overtake the reaper And the treader of grapes him who sows seed; When the mountains will drip sweet wine And all the hills will melt. [14] “Also I will restore the captivity of My people Israel, And they will rebuild the desolated cities and live in them; They will also plant vineyards and drink their wine And make gardens and eat their fruit. [15] “I will also plant them on their land, And they will not again be uprooted from their land Which I have given them,” Says Yahweh your God.