Wow. The Happy Meal is so good that even mold will turn up its nose at it. Do we really eat this stuff? And pay for the “privilege”?
If you have doubts that this could be real, put them to rest — it’s got a big brother that’s approaching puberty. Or has already hit it, since it would be fourteen this year.
The Egyptian pharaohs achieved a kind of immortality with the pyramids. Greek scientists managed it with writing. Apparently our contribution to the ages will be made with two all-beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions, on a sesame seed bun.
(Did I just date myself? I don’t think I’ve heard that jingle since the seventies. Ah, no, it seems they did revive it relatively recently, so I’m safe. 😉 )
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Historians attribute the alphabet which the Greeks picked up to the Phonecians, who had an alphabet nearly identical to certain Hebrew alphabets, and similar to early Greek alphabets, who’s main innovation was merely to eventually write the Phonecian-style alphabet popular in the Mediterrenian left to right. Earlier in Mesopotamia, they had cuniform writing, etc., and I believe the Chinese pictographs and the Egyptian writing systems also predate the Greeks.
Jewish tradition considers Hebrew to be the prototypical language, and the Hebrew alphabet in it’s “Assyrian” form, as used in Torah scrolls, to be divinely created along with it, but unfortunately historians don’t agree at present. 🙂
Greeks invented philosophy and pioneered in science, and I’m sure philosophers and scientists would advocate that before the Greeks, nobody had anything worthwhile to write about, but writing was definitely not invented by them.
Sorry, I didn’t mean to imply that the Greeks invented writing. I meant that they achieved a kind of immortality through their writings.
Oh, OK. Never mind then. 😉
Speaking of dating yourself, I thought you were married and didn’t need to do stuff like dating yourself?
Shh! Don’t tell my wife. 😉