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2017-07-05 at 7:07 AM UTCprobably bothThe following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
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2017-07-05 at 7:24 AM UTC
Originally posted by Sophie Nice, language is awesome. I also like old English. It has soem words really close to Dutch. Like "athelstan" which translates to "edelsteen" in Dutch and of course "edelstein" in German. Kind of weird how it got to be "Gemstone" in current English.
ethel means "noble" in old english. the word has deeper roots in roman legislation and politics: "aedilis", latin for magistrate, basically meant power, wealth, status... pretty much what nobility is about. later into the roman empire, aedilis became aedile, a person in charge of the public treasury, giving it the relation to gems, an obvious symbol of wealth and power. as time passed the word became a masculine name, then a feminine name. parents naming their daughter ethel, adelaide, or any other name that is centered around the word basically means that the person might as well be a gemstone, whether they mean beauty, rarity, uniqueness, value, etc.
the classical element ether also is related to the word. ether was supposed to be the element that made up the space between the earth and the heavens, and in greek mythology the word "aether" was used to describe the essence of absolute purity that the gods breathed. speaking of which, the greek god "aether", a primordial deity who accurding to orphic hymns, represented the "bright air" and light and contrasted nyx which explains why the word was associated with sheen and general illumination. we see here how down through time the word started out as being related to luminosity, brightness, and purity in ancient greece. take that, and add the fact that aether was the embodiment of zeus' might and power, and people start to associate the word with authority and purity. that word goes through more evolution in the hands of rome, a group of people who had very organized and clear cut leadership structure, and the word becomes something to describe nobility and later, the management and head of wealth. later, move it into the hands of the gauls with the help of roman cultural diffusion by way of inclusion into the empire due to being extremely prosperous. late iron age gallic culture had a big focus on intricacy and splendor, with the mediterranean gauls being very wealthy due to the material worth of their exports alone. cue the attempted gallic revolt led by vercingetorix, which was the head of pretty much the most powerful tribe in the area. it failed, he was a hero, the attachment of nobility to the word, etc etc on down the line until you get the german word "edel" that means gem.
to get a good grasp on things like that you have to think about it as if it happened today and how words, culture, society, etc evolves as things happen. take for instance the discussion of "fam", the word didnt always represent ironic shitposting...The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire! -
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2017-07-05 at 8:32 AM UTCI found it sitting next to my car as I was leaving my apartment. I don’t know why I picked it up. How many countless pennies have I walked past as I’ve gone about my life? Dozens? Hundreds?
Yet, for some reason, I was drawn to this one.
This shabby, crusty old penny.
When I got to my desk at work, I began to unload my pockets. Cell phone. Wallet. Keys. Penny.
Phil, one of my colleagues, walked into my office. In his hands were two breakfast sandwiches from our favorite breakfast joint.
“Hey, Steve. They only had enough bacon to do one sandwich. The other one is sausage. I know we both like bacon, so…wanna arm wrestle for it?” he laughed.
I glanced down at the penny. Lincoln’s face, a nice shade of green, was staring up at me.
“Let’s flip for it,” I said. “Winner gets the bacon.”
Phil nodded as I flipped the coin. As it reached its apex, I called heads.
It hit my palm and I flipped it onto the back of my hand.
Heads!
I polished off my sandwich and started going about my day.
About an hour in I started to realize it was going to be a slow day. No new orders. No new e-mails. And every e-mail response I sent got an out-of-office reply. Obviously, it was the day before a holiday. Everyone was probably out enjoying their lives. Meanwhile, I was stuck in the office, staring at my Outlook.
At around noon my boss walked in, Phil right behind him.
“Ok, things are slow and people are cutting out early. I need at least one of you here in case the team has any issues,” my boss said. “Decide who will get to leave early.”
As my boss left, I stared up at Phil.
“Well, you got the bacon sandwich, sooo,” he said.
“Hell no,” I said. “You got to cut out early last Friday…and the Friday before that.”
“Ugh, come on, man. I got…plans…this afternoon,” he said awkwardly.
I looked down at the penny. I swore ole Lincoln gave me a wink.
“Let’s flip for it?” I said.
It didn’t take me long to pack up and head for the door. I could feel Phil shooting daggers at me from behind. Sorry, old friend. But, today is my day! Tails never fails!
I glanced down at the penny and gave it a knowing smile.
I headed to Wal-Mart to buy my wife some flowers. I wanted to surprise her …maybe take her out to an early dinner.
After Wal-Mart, I headed to the gas station and got gas. As I was paying, I spotted the lottery tickets. Hell, why not? Today was turning up good for me!
Which one should I pick? I wondered. I grabbed the penny from my pocket. Heads, Seven Sevens. Tails, Lucky Rabbits Foot. I flipped the coin.
Tails. Lucky Rabbits Foot.
I scratched off the ticket as I stood at the cashier.
One.
Two.
Three lucky rabbit feet!
I scratched off the prize. $250!
Luckily the cashier had enough to pay me the winnings. I skipped to my car, cash in hand, and headed home.
I got to my apartment and headed for the door. It was left open a crack. My heart sank as I pushed it open slowly.
I could hear the master bedroom shower running. My wife called out from it.
“Hey, Phil! I’m just taking a quick shower. Sorry if you texted, my phone broke this morning!” she yelled.
I felt my legs almost give out on me.
I turned back around and slowly closed the door. I headed down the steps and got back in my car.
I don’t remember driving. I don’t remember walking into the store either. But, next thing I knew I was standing in the hunting section of Wal-Mart.
“What can I help you with?” a worker asked me as I stood by the glass case that held guns and knives.
“Gun or knife?” he asked.
I felt my right hand reach into my pocket to grab the lottery winnings. My left hand reached into my pocket to grab the penny.
“Let’s flip for it,” I said.
I stood outside the apartment door. It was closed now. Before I could reach for my key, it swung open, my wife in tears.
“Steve, I…oh my God, I didn’t want you to find out this way,” she cried.
I stepped inside. I saw Phil sitting on my chair in the living room.
My chair.
“Listen, Steve…I want you to know that…I want you to know that this has nothing to do with you,” she said between sobs.
I walked up to Phil. He stood up, defiantly.
“Listen, man,” he began. “I—“
Before he could finish, I had plunged the knife deep into his abdomen. He stared into my eyes as his body began to go limp. Far away I could hear my wife’s screams.
“Steve, oh my God! What did you do?!” she yelled.
I turned to her, the bloody knife still clenched in my hand. She was on the floor, clinging to one of the kitchen chairs.
“Steve, please don’t do this,” she said. “Please! Please don’t kill me!”
I stopped a few feet from her and reached into my pocket to grab the penny.
“Let’s flip for it,” I said.
As I merge onto the highway, I lift the penny up in the air. It looks almost brand new. Shiny. Vibrant. Goddamn beautiful penny!
I hit a bump in the road and hear the bodies shift in the trunk.
Fuck.
What the hell do I do with them?
Do I bury them?
Do I toss them?
I look at the penny.
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2017-07-05 at 10:39 AM UTC
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2017-07-05 at 11:40 AM UTC
Originally posted by cerakote ethel means "noble" in old english. the word has deeper roots in roman legislation and politics: "aedilis", latin for magistrate, basically meant power, wealth, status… pretty much what nobility is about. later into the roman empire, aedilis became aedile, a person in charge of the public treasury, giving it the relation to gems, an obvious symbol of wealth and power. as time passed the word became a masculine name, then a feminine name. parents naming their daughter ethel, adelaide, or any other name that is centered around the word basically means that the person might as well be a gemstone, whether they mean beauty, rarity, uniqueness, value, etc.
the classical element ether also is related to the word. ether was supposed to be the element that made up the space between the earth and the heavens, and in greek mythology the word "aether" was used to describe the essence of absolute purity that the gods breathed. speaking of which, the greek god "aether", a primordial deity who accurding to orphic hymns, represented the "bright air" and light and contrasted nyx which explains why the word was associated with sheen and general illumination. we see here how down through time the word started out as being related to luminosity, brightness, and purity in ancient greece. take that, and add the fact that aether was the embodiment of zeus' might and power, and people start to associate the word with authority and purity. that word goes through more evolution in the hands of rome, a group of people who had very organized and clear cut leadership structure, and the word becomes something to describe nobility and later, the management and head of wealth. later, move it into the hands of the gauls with the help of roman cultural diffusion by way of inclusion into the empire due to being extremely prosperous. late iron age gallic culture had a big focus on intricacy and splendor, with the mediterranean gauls being very wealthy due to the material worth of their exports alone. cue the attempted gallic revolt led by vercingetorix, which was the head of pretty much the most powerful tribe in the area. it failed, he was a hero, the attachment of nobility to the word, etc etc on down the line until you get the german word "edel" that means gem.
to get a good grasp on things like that you have to think about it as if it happened today and how words, culture, society, etc evolves as things happen. take for instance the discussion of "fam", the word didnt always represent ironic shitposting…
That's all well and good but the German AND Dutch word for gem are not "edel" it's edelsteen or edestein respectively. Edel means noble still. And Edelsteen quite happily literally translates to Noblestone. -
2017-07-05 at 12:09 PM UTC
Originally posted by Sophie Nice, language is awesome. I also like old English. It has soem words really close to Dutch. Like "athelstan" which translates to "edelsteen" in Dutch and of course "edelstein" in German. Kind of weird how it got to be "Gemstone" in current English.
so does edelweiss mean white gem or diamond then?
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2017-07-05 at 12:12 PM UTC
Originally posted by Malice I wonder what drugs banned in the olympics have the strongest effect on endurance. Main thing I would want it for is if I decide to go a rally where antifa shows up en masse. Milo stated a while ago that he was planning to return and hold a free speech week at UC Berkeley, which would be an absolute shitstorm.
I'd love to try something that increases red blood cells or blood oxygenation, an increase in ATP. I never researched exercise physiology, so I'm unaware of all the aspects that are involved in muscular energy production and endurance. This would be necessary for understanding all the MOAs, the most effective or promising, that can be addressed.
Anyone have any information? You could end up seeing a hilarious video of me sperging out and getting beat up by antifa. I promise I'll let out a prolonged goku style scream while I'm powering up to fight, as loud and as long as I can.
pcp
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2017-07-05 at 12:46 PM UTC
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2017-07-05 at 1:06 PM UTCThank god Scron is at least going to be punished by permanently damaging his brain. He'll probably never be the same again, able to function without meth. Not that he functions well on it now to begin with.
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2017-07-05 at 1:09 PM UTCFuck a job, I'm tryna get rich
Want to see the diamonds on my wrist
Get a little money, your family switch
(Remember when they thought I wasn't gonna be shit)
Now they wanna call me 'cause I got some change dawg
(Telling me, "you changed dawg")
I ain't doing this shit for the fame dawg
Just love when I put my chain on
The feeling that I get, when I'm laced up in Baguettes
On my watch got VVS, I remember being stressed
I had no diamonds, remember I couldn't afford
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2017-07-05 at 4:13 PM UTCGot an amazing Cannabinoid e-liquid today. Forget smoking, this shit is insanely potent.
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2017-07-05 at 4:26 PM UTCLooks like betabay is gone.
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2017-07-05 at 5:03 PM UTCyes that always used to happen on silk road.
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2017-07-05 at 5:05 PM UTCAt one point it felt like someone physically massaged my face. I giggled my ass of. Movement was possible but a task. Very relaxing. Numbs the mouth like crazy.
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2017-07-05 at 5:08 PM UTCblobloblblboblboblo
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