Motion Induced Blindness

Motion Induced Blindness This is frightening! It works exactly like it says, and is one major reason people in cars can look right at you (when you’re on a motorcycle or bicycle)—AND NOT SEE YOU. From a former Naval Aviator. This is a great illustration of what we were taught about scanning outside the cockpit when I went through training back in the ’50s. We were told to scan the horizon for a short distance, stop momentarily, and repeat the process. I can remember being told why this was the most effective technique to locate other aircraft. It was emphasized (repeatedly) to NOT fix your gaze for more than a couple of seconds on any single object. The instructors, some of whom were WWII veterans with years of experience, instructed us to continually "keep our eyes moving and our head on a swivel" because this was the best way to survive, not only in combat, but from peacetime hazards (like a midair collision) as well. We basically had to take the advice on faith (until we could experience for ourselves) because the technology to demonstrate it didn’t exist at that time. Click on the link below for a demonstration…. http://www.msf-usa.org/motion.html

WASN’T THIS US ???.

“The problems we face today exist because the people who work for a living are outnumbered by those who vote for a living.”

A wonderful trip down memory lane.

A little house with three bedrooms,
One bathroom and one car on the street.
A mower that you had to push
To make the grass look neat.

In the kitchen on the wall
We only had one phone,
And no need for recording things,
Someone was always home.

We only had a living room
Where we would congregate,
Unless it was at mealtime
In the kitchen where we ate.

We had no need for family rooms
Or extra rooms to dine.
When meeting as a family
Those two rooms would work out fine.

We only had one TV set
And channels maybe two,
But always there was one of them
With something worth the view.
For snacks we had potato chips
That tasted like a chip.
And if you wanted flavor
There was Lipton’s onion dip.
Store-bought snacks were rare
‘Cause mother liked to cook.
And nothing can compare to snacks
In Betty Crocker’s book.

Weekends were for family trips
Or staying home to play.
We all did things together –
Even go to church to pray.

When we did our weekend trips
Depending on the weather,
No one stayed at home because
We liked to be together.

Sometimes we would separate
To do things on our own,
But we knew where the others were
Without our own cell phone.
Then there were the picnics
At the peak of summer season,
Pack a lunch and find some trees
And never need a reason.

Get a baseball game together
With all the friends you know.
Have real action playing ball,
And no game video.

Remember when the doctor
Used to be the family friend,
And didn’t need insurance
Or a lawyer to defend.

The way that he took care of you
Or what he had to do,
Because he took an oath and strived
To do the best for you.
Remember going to the store
And shopping casually,
And when you went to pay for it
You used your own money?

Nothing that you had to swipe
Or punch in some amount,
And remember when the cashier person
Had to really count?

The milkman used to go –
Go from door to door –
For just a few cents more
Than going to the store.

There was a time when mailed letters
Came right to your door
Without a lot of junk mail ads
Sent out by every store.
The mailman knew each house by name
And knew where it was sent.
There were not loads of mail addressed
To “present occupant”.

There was a time when just one glance
Was all that it would take,
And you would know the kind of car,
The model and the make.

They didn’t look like turtles
Trying to squeeze out every mile;
They were streamlined, white walls, fins
And really had some style.

One time the music that you played
Whenever you would jive
Was from a vinyl, big-holed record
Called a forty-five.

The record player had a post
To keep them all in line
And then the records would drop down
And play one at a time.

Oh sure, we had our problems then,
Just like we do today,
And always we were striving,
Trying for a better way.
Oh, the simple life we lived
Still seems like so much fun,
How can you explain a game,
Just kick the can and run?

And why would boys put baseball cards
Between bicycle spokes?
And for a nickel, red machines
Had little bottled Cokes?

This life seemed so much easier
And slower in some ways.
I love the new technology
But I sure do miss those days.
So time moves on and so do we
And nothing stays the same.
But I sure love to reminisce
And walk down memory lane.
Yep! It was us all right!

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OLD AND RARE PICTURES

These should take you back a while.

Jimi Hendrix & Mick Jagger, New York, 1969 The Beatles and Mohammad Ali, 1964 Martin Luther King Jr. and Marlon Brando (The Godfather) Danny DeVito and Christopher Reeve Charlie Chaplin and Albert Einstein Chuck Norris and Bruce Lee Paul Newman and Clint Eastwood Henry Ford, Thomas Edison, Warren G. Harding, and Harvey Firestone, 1921 Steve Jobs and Bill Gates James Dean and Elizabeth Taylor Ian Fleming and Sean Connery Johnny Cash and Ray Charles Elvis Presley and Tom Jones Jerry Lee Lewis, Carl Perkins, Elvis Presley and Johnny Cash Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong Charlie Chaplin and Gandhi Marilyn Monroe and Sammy Davis Jr.