Was it surreal?

I like the evolution of language, and I like slang, and new ways of using words specific for the times we live in (i.e. “woke”).

But real words have real meanings.  My ears get tired of the filler words “actually” and “literally” which are often used in the wrong context.
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Television, the Oscars, and me

My first verifiable memory was our family gathering around the TV to watch the Beatles on Ed Sullivan.  I was 4, my older brother was 17. It was a Sunday night.

February 9, 1964

February 9, 1964

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Women’s March in Montreal: What ARE we marching for?

Place des Arts – Hundreds of people walked this corridor on their way from the metro to the demonstration.

Next to the crowds, an aboriginal woman and her 2 puppies were basically living in this little alcove. (She has a black & white striped jacket on.) People just walked on by her on their way to and from the march. I spoke with her, gave her some money, and asked her to Prends Soins (take care of herself).

Next to the crowds, an aboriginal woman and her 2 puppies were basically living in this little alcove. (She has a black & white striped jacket on.)
People just walked on by her on their way to and from the march.
I spoke with her, gave her some money, and asked her to Prends Soins (take care of herself).

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