Every Day, You should show Your Mom some Expression of Love.

CUT TO: INT. THE WHITE HOUSE NORTHWEST LOBBY - DAY

Agent Simon Donovan, in casual clothes, walks in with a young black man, Anthony.

SIMON

You know what you should do? 

You should bring Your Mom 

a souvenir from 

The White House.

Everyday, you should show Your Mom 

some  expression of love. A smile. 

"You look pretty today, mom." 

A good smack on the ass, 

they always like.

Anthony chuckles.

SIMON

You know why you 

should give your mom 

an expression of 

love everyday?

ANTHONY

'Cause she raised me?

SIMON

Well, okay. I was gonna say 

“just to make things easier”.

Simon pushes the doors to JOSH'S BULLPEN AREA, where he starts getting coffee.

ANTHONY

So, you're gonna be careful 

in New York, right?

SIMON

We're only going for a few hours.

ANTHONY

No, I mean when 

the crazy guy shows up.

SIMON

You don't think I can handle myself?

ANTHONY

Well...

SIMON

What?

ANTHONY

You got skills. I don't deny that. 

You can shoot, and you're athletic.

SIMON

But?

ANTHONY

You're slow-witted.

SIMON

Let the beatings begin.

ANTHONY

[laughs] You're not very bright, 

and the criminals can 

sense this about you.

Simon taps Anthony's face a couple of times and grabs his head for a headlock.

SIMON

Come here.

C.J.

Good morning.

C.J. is standing in the middle of the hallway, watching them. Simon lets

Anthony go and

almost dutifully stands to the side.

SIMON

Good morning.

C.J.

I thought you weren't on 'til this afternoon.

SIMON

I'm not. I arranged this for my friend Anthony here. Anthony, this is

Ms. Cregg.

ANTHONY

Hi.

C.J.

Hey. [They shake hands.]

SIMON

You think it's possible for Anthony 

to get a souvenir he can 

give to his mom?

C.J.

Sure, it is. [calls] Carol? [to Anthony] 

That's really sweet, Anthony. 

Doing something nice for your mom. 

[taps Simon on the shoulder] 

You should be like that.

SIMON

Yes.

Carol walks up.

C.J.

Could you set this gentleman up with a keychain?

CAROL

Yup. [walks off]

C.J.

It'll The the Seal of the President on it, and President Bartlet's signature,

and you

can tell your mom that you can't buy this in a souvenir shop. 

In fact, you can't buy it

anywhere 'cause it's against the law 

to sell the Seal of the President. 

You can only get it here.

ANTHONY

Yeah, but if the cops stopped me, aren't they gonna think I stole it?

C.J.

If the cops stopped you, they're gonna think you're an important person.

SIMON

Stop you for what?

ANTHONY

Whatever.

SIMON

Wait outside a second, will you?

ANTHONY

Yeah.

C.J.

Nice meeting you.

Anthony heads to the lobby. Simon and C.J. go inside C.J.'S OFFICE.

C.J.

Is he your nephew?

SIMON

No. I'm a Big Brother. We've been together about three years.

C.J.

Are you good at it?

SIMON

I don't know. He says he wants to be a Big Brother when he gets older,

so you know,

I guess...

C.J.

Listen. I was thinking there's really no reason for you to make the trip to

New York.

SIMON

Yeah?

C.J.

I'm gonna be traveling with the President the whole time.

SIMON

Can I say something?

C.J.

Sure.

SIMON

I'm not allowed to date a protectee.

C.J.

Who's trying to date you?

SIMON

I'm not allowed to kiss a protectee.

C.J.

Who's trying to kiss you?

SIMON

You did.

C.J.

No, I didn't.

SIMON

C.J., I'm trusted with a serious job.

C.J.

Aren't you not allowed to call a protectee by their first name?

SIMON

Yes, ma'am. I'm gonna take Anthony home.

C.J.

There's really no reason for you to come to New York.

SIMON

See you on the plane.

C.J. watches Simon go.

Alan Turing Tells a Joke

DENNISTON: 

There is a spy in Bletchley Park.

The Navy thinks that One of Us 

is a Soviet double-agent, Alan.

Alan Turing :

Uh... why?

DENNISTON:

Our boys intercepted this 

on its way to Moscow.

Look familiar? It's a Beale cipher.

Encrypted with a phrase 

from a book or a poem or...

Alan Turing :

You don't seriously think 

I did this, do you?

DENNISTON:

Double agents are such bastards.

Isolated loners. No attachments 

to friends or family. Arrogant.

Know anybody like that?

Alan Turing :

I... Hm, I know you don't like me,

but that does not make me a Soviet spy.

POLICEMAN: 

Nothing out of the ordinary, sir.

DENNISTON:

Really. Mm, all right.

The Home Office may be protecting you now,

but sooner or later you will make a mistake.

And I needn't bother firing you.

They will hang you for Treason.

The Imitation Game (HD CLIP) | Apples

After Alan has been accused 

of being a Soviet spy, 

Joan attempts to cheer him up 

with a drink and a chat.

Joan :

Hello. I heard about What Happened.

It's all the girls in Hut-3 can talk about.

...I have an idea of what might cheer you up.

-♪ ♪ -(indistinct chatter)

Joan :

So because no letter can be encoded as itself, 

there's already a handful of settings 

that can be rejected at the outset.

( she glances behind her across a. newly arrived trio getting themselves seated at a table over on the far side of the public bar of the Bletchley Park local. ) 

….is that Your Team?

Alan Turing :

Y-Yes. 

Joan :

Shall we say ‘Hello’?

Alan Turing :

No. 

Joan :

Hello.

Alan Turing :

I-I told you not t-to do that.

Alan. 

Alan Turing :

Uh, Hugh, h-hello.

Didn't know you drank. 

Joan :

He doesn't, really.

He just sort of sips at the foam.

Well, I'll let you into a little secret, Miss...?

Joan :

Clarke.

Miss Clarke. 

Joan :

Please.

Foam's my favorite part, too.

Joan :

Is it really?

Come and join us for a drink?

Joan :

We'll be there in a moment.

Miss Clarke.

♪ ♪

Alan Turing :

Well, he likes you.

Joan :

Yes

Alan Turing :

You...g-got him to like you.

Joan :

Yes.

Alan Turing :

Why?

Joan :

Because I'm a woman in a man's job,

and I don't have the luxury of being an arse.

Alan... it doesn't matter how smart you are,

Enigma is always smarter.

If you really want to solve Your Puzzle,

then you're going to need all the help you can get;

and They are not going to help you, 

if They do not like you.

What are those? 

Alan Turing :

Apples.

No. 

Alan Turing :

Oh, they really are.

Um, I... well, Miss Clarke, 

Joan actually, um...

said that it would be... 

(clears throat) nice 

if I was to, uh, bring 

you all something.

So here we are. I...

The Soviet Spy :

Thank You.

I Like Apples!

My best to Miss Clarke.

Alan Turing :

Uh, There are Two People in A Wood,

and, um, they run into A Bear.

The first person gets down on his knees to pray.

The Second person 

starts lacing up his boots.

The First Person asks The Second Person,

"My dear friend, what are you doing?

You-you-you can't outrun a bear."

Uh, to which The Second Person responds,

"I don't have to --

I only have to outrun you."

.....I'll be w-with Christopher, 

if anyone needs me.

Keep Your Blood

Carl Rodd :

Kriscol. I wanna ask you something...

You been selling Your 

Blood again?

Yes, sir.

Carl Rodd :

Now, Kriscol, did you install

a new propane tank

for Jenkins last week?

Yes, sir.

Carl Rodd :

Did you get paid for that?

No, sir.

Carl Rodd :

Do you mow lawns around 

here and rake up?

Yes, sir.

Carl Rodd :

Do you get paid for that?

No, sir.

Carl Rodd :

Okay, Kriscol.

Here's 50 bucks 

for The Work.

Plus, don't pay me

for any rent this month.

What?

Carl Rodd :

Rent is due soon.

Don't pay it this month.

And the next time you're thinking

about selling Your Blood,

come Talk to Me about it.

I Don't Like it.

I don't like people selling 

their blood to eat.

It's True, the hospital medical people

need people to donate blood,

but you've given enough already.

Yes, sir.

Carl Rodd :

Keep Your Blood, Kriscol.

Yes, sir.

Deputy Hawk :

Hello, Sarah.

Hawk.

Deputy Hawk :

Been meaning to stop by.

Some old cases popped up,

and I thought about you.

That's very kind of you, but 

I suppose you're really here

because of What Happened

in the grocery store.

Deputy Hawk :

Yeah, I heard about that.

Uh, people were worried about you.

I just don't know

what came over me.

Deputy Hawk :

But, uh, you're okay now.

I feel fine now.

Deputy Hawk :

Is somebody in The House?

No. No, just something

in the kitchen.

Deputy Hawk :

You're okay, then.

It's a goddamn bad story,

isn't it, Hawk?

Deputy Hawk :

Sarah, if you need any help,

if you need anything,

I want you to call, okay?

I mean it.

Help of any kind.

Thanks, Hawk.

Followers

The Frenchman : 

We'll start with something simple — 

Please put your wrists in front 

of you like this : 

•Olive does so.•

Now, wrap The Rope around, 

as I instructed.

•Marston does so•

Marston’s Wife :  

Olive, Don’t let him 

Do This to you…

Olive : 

I don't mind. 

Marston’s Wife : 

You... Why the FUCK 

don't you MIND?!? 

•storms off•

Marston : 

Excuse me…

•He follows her•

The Frenchman : 

Of Course — He is 

The Submissive….

Girls Punishing Girls 

Experience 

Captivation Emotion 

Studies of the emotions reported by sophomores and upper class girls during their annual punishment of the freshmen girls were made by Miss Olive Byrne and myself, during the academic year 1925-1926.

It was the college custom for upper class girls to draw up a set of rules which freshmen girls were required to follow. These rules called for the usual restrictions of behaviour, wearing freshman buttons, and general yielding to the direction of the older girls. 

In the spring of the freshmen year, the sophomore girls held what was called “The Baby Party”, which all freshmen girls were compelled to attend. At this affair, the freshmen girls were duly questioned as to their misdemeanors and punished for their disobediences and rebellions. 

The baby party was so named because the freshmen girls were required to dress like babies. At the party, the freshmen girls were put through various stunts under command of the sophomores. Upon one occasion, for instance, the freshmen girls were led into a dark corridor where their eyes were blindfolded, and their arms were bound behind them. Only one freshman at a time was taken through this corridor along which sophomore guards were stationed at intervals. 

This arrangement was designed to impress the girls punished with the impossibility of escape from their captresses. After a series of harmless punishments, each girl was led into a large room where all the Junior and Senior girls were assembled. 

There she was sentenced to go through various exhibitions, supposed to be especially suitable to punish each particular girl’s failures to submit to discipline imposed by the upper class girls. 

The sophomore girls carried long sticks with which to enforce, if necessary, the stunts which the freshmen were required to perform. While this programme did not call for a series of pre-arranged physical struggles between individual girls, as did the class banquet contest of the boys previously reported, frequent rebellion of the freshmen against the commands of their captresses and guards furnished the most exciting portion of the entertainment according to the report of a majority of the upper class girls. 

Nearly all the sophomores reported excited pleasantness of captivation emotion throughout the party. The pleasantness of their captivation responses appeared to increase when they were obliged to overcome rebellious freshmen physically, or to induce them by repeated commands and added punishments to perform the actions from which the captive girls strove to escape. 

On the other hand, when a freshman occasionally cried, or showed signs of fear, her sophomore guards, in every instance, reported a feeling of unpleasantness, with emotions of “sympathy” and “feeling sorry for her”. They nearly always told the freshmen thus affected “not to be afraid”, ,and •persuaded• her to go on rather than COMPELLING her to do so. (This behaviour is in marked contrast to male college hazers, who frequently treated with injurious violence a boy who weakened or “turned yellow”). 

From these studies of girls’ reactions, it seemed evident that the strongest and most pleasant captivation emotion was experienced during a struggle with girls who were trying to ESCAPE from their captivity. A totally different type of love response was invariably evoked by indication of suffering or unpleasantness experienced by the captive. 

In the latter case, or when a girl submitted with complete docility, an almost pure inducement response was evoked from the older girl, with considerable admixture of active submission to the needs of the girl who was being punished. 

It seems probable that the costumes worn by the freshmen girls enhanced, considerably, both the passive submission and the active inducement emotions of the upper class girls although great reticence of introspective description, due to conventional suppressions, prevented this type of response from appearing with complete frankness in the reports received. 

On the whole, it would seem that the upper class girls experienced pure captivation emotion of great pleasantness. Little, if any, admixture of dominance could be detected in the reports, or in the observed behaviour of the girls toward their younger charges. 

While the struggle of the girl punished to escape her punishment by physically overcoming her captress apparently gave the strongest and most pleasant captivation response to both girls, there were many indications that captivation emotion was present at all times during the behaviour reported, and even before and after the Baby Party, in nearly as strong and pleasant a form as during the struggle situation. 

Perhaps a love hormone is operative in the female organism from early childhood, predisposing girls and women to captivation emotion by evoking passive submission by intra-organic stimulation. 

Certainly this response appears in the behaviour and in the naive introspection of the girls studied in very much purer and more consistent form than in male responses to corresponding environmental stimulus situations. 

Female behaviour also contains still more evidence than male behaviour that captivation emotion is not limited to inter-sex relationships. The person of another girl seems to evoke from female subjects, under appropriate circumstances, fully as strong captivation response as does that of a male.”

Exorcising Online Narcissism

"We Do an Extremely 

Bad Job of Regulating

Narcissism Online."

"If You See This at the Comments, It's a Troll.." - Jordan Peterson

The Markers :

Anonymous Username.

Anonymous Demonic Username.

"bro"

"brah"

"dude"

"lol"

"lmfao"

Casual use of a First Name.

Casual use of a Familiarity.

Derisive Humour.

Things that would 

absolutely, instantly

get them punched if 

they EVER said them

to anyone in person.

Sherlock Holmes :
Watson, let me go, The Snake,

you don't understand! --

(ceases to struggle, turns demonic)

You insufferable cripple..!!

THUMP!

About Time

time (n.)

Old English tima "limited space of time," from Proto-Germanic *timon- "time" (source also of Old Norse timi "time, proper time," Swedish timme "an hour"), from PIE *di-mon-, suffixed form of root *da- "to divide."

Abstract sense of "time as an indefinite continuous duration" is recorded from late 14c. Personified at least since 1509 as an aged bald man (but with a forelock) carrying a scythe and an hour-glass. In English, a single word encompasses time as "extent" and "point" (French temps/fois, German zeit/mal) as well as "hour" (as in "what time is it?" compare French heure, German Uhr). Extended senses such as "occasion," "the right time," "leisure," or times (v.) "multiplied by" developed in Old and Middle English, probably as a natural outgrowth of such phrases as "He commends her a hundred times to God" (Old French La comande a Deu cent foiz).

to have a good time ( = a time of enjoyment) was common in Eng. from c 1520 to c 1688; it was app. retained in America, whence readopted in Britain in 19th c. [OED]

Time of day (now mainly preserved in negation, i.e. what someone won't give you if he doesn't like you) was a popular 17c. salutation (as in "Good time of day vnto your Royall Grace," "Richard III," I.iii.18), hence to give (one) the time of day "greet socially" (1590s); earlier was give good day (mid-14c.).

The times "the current age" is from 1590s. Behind the times "old-fashioned" is recorded from 1831. Times as the name of a newspaper dates from 1788. To be ahead of (one's) time is by 1837.

Time warp is attested by 1954; time-traveling in the science fiction sense is by 1895 in H.G. Wells' "The Time Machine." Time capsule is attested from 1938, in reference to the one "deemed capable of resisting the effects of time for five thousand years preserving an account of universal achievements embedded in the grounds of the New York World's fair."

Jones [archaeologist of A.D. 5139] potters about for a while in the region which we have come to regard as New York, finds countless ruins, but little of interest to the historian except a calcified direction sheet to something called a "Time Capsule." Jones finds the capsule but cannot open it, and decides, after considerable prying at the lid, that it is merely evidence of an archaic tribal ceremony called a "publicity gag" of which he has already found many examples. [Princeton Alumni Weekly, April 14, 1939]

To do time "serve a prison sentence" is from 1865. Time frame is attested by 1964; time-limit is from 1880. About time, ironically for "long past due time," is recorded from 1920. To be on time is by 1854 in railroading.

time (v.)

Old English getimian "to happen, befall," from time (n.). Meaning "to appoint a time" (of an action, etc.) is attested from c. 1300; sense of "to measure or record the time of" (a race, event, etc.) is first attested 1660s. Related: Timed; timing.

*da- 

*dā-, Proto-Indo-European root meaning "to divide."

It forms all or part of: betide; daimon; Damocles; deal (v.); deal (n.1) "part, portion;" demagogue; demiurge; democracy; demography; demon; demotic; dole; endemic; epidemic; eudaemonic; geodesic; geodesy; ordeal; pandemic; pandemonium; tidal; tide (n.) "rise and fall of the sea;" tidings; tidy; time; zeitgeist.

It is the hypothetical source of/evidence for its existence is provided by: Sanskrit dati "cuts, divides;" Greek dēmos "people, land," perhaps literally "division of society," daiesthai "to divide;" Old Irish dam "troop, company;" Old English tid "point or portion of time," German Zeit "time."

timing (n.)

mid-13c., "a happening," verbal noun from time (v.). From 1590s as "the noting or recording of time;" 1915 as "coordination of moving parts in a machinery."

aforetime

all-time

anytime

bedtime

beforetime

betimes

daytime

downtime

first-timer

flextime

foretime

full-time

good-time

half-time

lifetime

longtime

mealtime

meantime

RED-Alert!, SHIELDS-up..!!

Gene's Ideas, about 

The Future, and about Man, 

are wacky-doodle. 

Frakes/Cmdr. Will Riker :

RED Alert, SHIELDS-up! 

David Gerrold : 

He was a flawed man. 

He had great virtues, 

he had great flaws. 

John Pike :

I thought Gene was going to come 

across The Table at me. 

I saw first-hand Gene's battling
with The Studio. 

Rick Berman : 

Gene was considered somewhat 

of a pain in the neck, he was 

kind of a blustery guy. 

D.C. Fontana : 

Gene wasn't the easiest person 

to get along with but he stuck up 

for his beliefs and his concepts. 

It was just a lot of in-fighting -- 

it was all chaos. 

Ira Steven Behr: 

There was really scary stuff going on --
There's A Lawyer going around, 

looking in people's desks 

when they're not there. 

Brannon Braga : 

I spent the first couple of years 

just worried I was going to be fired. 

Sir Patrick Stewart : 

My Agent was the first person to Talk to us --
He said, "There wasn't a Hope in Hell
that this show would even make it
through The First Season. 

SHATNER :

This film is about the turbulent years 

that marked The Beginning of 

Star Trek: The Next Generation —

How it got off the ground 

and survived the chaos 

of the first three years. 

I became fascinated 

with The Struggle, not only 

the creative struggle, but 

The Struggle for Power. 

Those doors are opening up 

on Stage 6 where The Bridge 

for The Next Generation 

was first constructed. 

Power is an Ephemeral; 

it's What is Perceived. 

In order for Power to exist it has to 

be acknowledged by the people 

who are involved in The Work. 

What I Began to See was Gene Roddenberry, 

The Creator of Star Trek, aging 

and in diminishing Health 

trying desperately to 

hold on to His Creative Vision, 

His Legacy, and ultimately 

His Power.