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Saw one of these recently; I find this version to be much less "trashy" as it correctly presents apathetically instead of forcefully making an issue out of the debate.
Back in the mid-80s, we took a B-52 to Kliene Brogel Air Base in Belgium for an air show. The "Buff" was going to be the biggest thing at the show, so we had to arrive first, and leave last. We had a lot of free time, and spent some of it sampling the local fare.
We were at a restaurant in town and I had to use the bathroom. I was standing at a urinal when a woman walked in, dropped her pants, and sat down on one of the toilets. I'm thinking, holy shitza, I'm in the wrong bathroom. I'm going to be arrested in a foreign country and never heard from again. Then it dawned on me I'm at a standup urinal. Turns out, the restaurant only had one bathroom, and it could service several people of both genders at once. Nobody cared. I suspect if someone made advances on a woman whilst she was doing her business, you'd have been laughed at, then had the crap knocked out of you.
During the airshow, I was asked to give the Belgian fighter squadron commander's wife and her friend a tour inside the B-52. I asked the ladies if they wanted me inside, to help them up the hatch, or outside, to push on their bottoms as assistance. They preferred I be inside. I helped the first one in, and then reached down to give the second lady a hand as she put a foot up onto the hatch. There was a loud cheer from the crowd surrounding the airplane. The second lady was in a skirt and had no panties.
There are places in the world that are very different from the US.
Back in the mid-80s, we took a B-52 to Kliene Brogel Air Base in Belgium for an air show. The "Buff" was going to be the biggest thing at the show, so we had to arrive first, and leave last. We had a lot of free time, and spent some of it sampling the local fare.
We were at a restaurant in town and I had to use the bathroom. I was standing at a urinal when a woman walked in, dropped her pants, and sat down on one of the toilets. I'm thinking, holy shitza, I'm in the wrong bathroom. I'm going to be arrested in a foreign country and never heard from again. Then it dawned on me I'm at a standup urinal. Turns out, the restaurant only had one bathroom, and it could service several people of both genders at once. Nobody cared. I suspect if someone made advances on a woman whilst she was doing her business, you'd have been laughed at, then had the crap knocked out of you.
During the airshow, I was asked to give the Belgian fighter squadron commander's wife and her friend a tour inside the B-52. I asked the ladies if they wanted me inside, to help them up the hatch, or outside, to push on their bottoms as assistance. They preferred I be inside. I helped the first one in, and then reached down to give the second lady a hand as she put a foot up onto the hatch. There was a loud cheer from the crowd surrounding the airplane. The second lady was in a skirt and had no panties.
There are places in the world that are very different from the US.
From France, at Magny Cours for the GP, these were spread around the campground and speccie areas, they were similar and some lovely shade of green but sat on a deeper base, big step up, you were really on display.
In the Beausejour campground at Le Mans, come Saturday the crowds had arrived, and the queues outside 'the ladies' were looong, the urinals were along the side wall of 'the gents', with the open door beside us as we took a leak. Due to the queues, the women took over ours, and just walked in, stood in line for the cubicles, nobody (male or female) batted an eye, let alone asked if it was ok.
On Champs Elysee, I was busting to go, found a private loo, paid my euros, and stood there sighing with relief, when a young woman came along with a cloth and trigger bottle, and started cleaning the urinal beside me, all part of the service!
This 1961 photo is called “The Mob”, and was shot by professional cat photographer Walter Chandoha.
Originally a WWII combat photographer, Chandoha's signature style was filming cats at their eye level. He collected nearly 100,000 cat photographs over the course of his post-war career.
There was a time, not terribly long ago, when people were posting screenshots of Speedtest results, in a sort of one-upmanship for bragging rights.
I admit that my entry into this trend is a tad late.
This isn't photoshopped or manipulated in any way. It's a Win11 machine that I put online today at work.
I'm surprised at how asymmetrical the results are. I would have expected upload and download to be about the same. Not sure if that's an issue with my own internal network config, or if it's a limitation of the hosting server at the other end.
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