The remnants of a Lake Michigan shipwreck, possibly the schooner Contest, lost in 1882, were exposed by high water and harsh winds near Whitehall in December 2019, by John Hanson 2019
“They have called this day the eleventh of March! And whomsoever of you gets through this day, unless you are shot in the head or somehow slain, you will stand at tiptoe when e’er you hear the name again. And you will get excited at the name March the eleventh! We happy few, we few, we band of brothers… our names will be as like… household names! And those who are not here… be they sleeping or doing something else, they will feel themselves sort of crappy! Because they are not here to join the fight on this day the eleventh of March!
My favorite thing about early Internet forum culture was the default understanding that people live in different time zones and work off shifts or what have you and that some or most of the people engaged in an ongoing conversation were probably AFK while you’re online. You got mercilessly mocked for making a stink about someone not replying fast enough.
Read receipts are literally of the devil. If you send me a message and it takes me a few hours or days to reply to it, I’m probably asleep (from 8-9 am to 5 pm US Eastern) or spending time with my family or experiencing symptoms of mental illness or otherwise doing hot girl shit, and if I don’t reply fast enough for your tastes then sweetie that’s a you problem.
