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There was exactly one accident ever recorded that involved a zeppelin - the Hindenburg disaster, which not only ruined rigid airships' perfect safety record, but resulted in every other zeppelin in the world being dismantled and further models in development being scrapped. To this date, there don't exist any "true" zeppelins - modern models are essentially modified blimps that don't compare to their 80+ year old predecessors, which were frequently likened to flying cruise ships. Had the Hindenburg not crashed, zeppelins likely would have overtaken airplanes as the primary means of consumer air travel. I mean, look at the insides of these things:

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The true cause of events leading up to the Hindenburg disaster have never been determined, by the way. Enjoy your SouthWest flight!
Oh man, Zeppelins are absolutley gorgeous and I would love if they made a comeback. The problem is that with the Hindenburg Desaster, it's like humanity gave up on shipbuilding after the first shitty raft tipped over. Given enough time and effort, they would not be any less safe than any regular passenger jet or cruise ship.
If you'd really pour some money into it, you could build an amazingly safe airship and it would offer luxuries that an airplane can only dream of.
But it would be too expensive and people would not trust such a machine, I guess, so it'll never come to pass.

Just check out how awesome these babies look when flying over a massive city like New York:
 
But how fast are these airships?

They seem too slow compared to even an old plane.
They are slow, but when you're traveling in abundant luxury, that's hardly a matter of importance, since the travel alone is part of the fun.
I guess even second class cabins would be neat and as long as you get a view down on the rest of the world, it would be an amazing journey.
 
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and Harry Houdini were good friends. Doyle, the creator of logical Sherlock Holmes was ironically given to believing in the supernatural, specifically in the existence of faeries. He completely bought into the Cottingley Faeries hoax. Houdini was a skeptic and quite adamant on dispelling people's beliefs in "Hocus pocus" this would lead to their friendship souring as Houdini would mock Doyle for believing in nonsense.

When Houdini died, Doyle held a seance attempting to contact his old friend and prove that ghosts exist. When nothing happened, Doyle dismissed it as "Harry being his stubborn self as usual."
 
James Joyce, the author of Ulysses, Dubliners and Finnegan's Wake had a fart fetish. He would write letters to his lovers detailing how much their farts excited him. Some of his letters are so vulgar they still haven't been published. Here's one of his tamer ones.

"My sweet little whorish Nora I did as you told me, you dirty little girl, and pulled myself off twice when I read your letter. I am delighted to see that you do like being fucked arseways. Yes, now I can remember that night when I fucked you for so long backwards. It was the dirtiest fucking I ever gave you, darling. My prick was stuck in you for hours, fucking in and out under your upturned rump. I felt your fat sweaty buttocks under my belly and saw your flushed face and mad eyes. At every fuck I gave you your shameless tongue came bursting out through your lips and if a gave you a bigger stronger fuck than usual, fat dirty farts came spluttering out of your backside. You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole. It is wonderful to fuck a farting woman when every fuck drives one out of her. I think I would know Nora’s fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women. It is a rather girlish noise not like the wet windy fart which I imagine fat wives have. It is sudden and dry and dirty like what a bold girl would let off in fun in a school dormitory at night. I hope Nora will let off no end of her farts in my face so that I may know their smell also.
You say when I go back you will suck me off and you want me to lick your cunt, you little depraved blackguard. I hope you will surprise me some time when I am asleep dressed, steal over to me with a whore’s glow in your slumberous eyes, gently undo button after button in the fly of my trousers and gently take out your lover’s fat mickey, lap it up in your moist mouth and suck away at it till it gets fatter and stiffer and comes off in your mouth. Sometimes too I shall surprise you asleep, lift up your skirts and open your drawers gently, then lie down gently by you and begin to lick lazily round your bush. You will begin to stir uneasily then I will lick the lips of my darling’s cunt. You will begin to groan and grunt and sigh and fart with lust in your sleep. Then I will lick up faster and faster like a ravenous dog until your cunt is a mass of slime and your body wriggling wildly.
Goodnight, my little farting Nora, my dirty little fuckbird! There is one lovely word, darling, you have underlined to make me pull myself off better. Write me more about that and yourself, sweetly, dirtier, dirtier.”
 
James Joyce, the author of Ulysses, Dubliners and Finnegan's Wake had a fart fetish. He would write letters to his lovers detailing how much their farts excited him. Some of his letters are so vulgar they still haven't been published. Here's one of his tamer ones.

"My sweet little whorish Nora I did as you told me, you dirty little girl, and pulled myself off twice when I read your letter. I am delighted to see that you do like being fucked arseways. Yes, now I can remember that night when I fucked you for so long backwards. It was the dirtiest fucking I ever gave you, darling. My prick was stuck in you for hours, fucking in and out under your upturned rump. I felt your fat sweaty buttocks under my belly and saw your flushed face and mad eyes. At every fuck I gave you your shameless tongue came bursting out through your lips and if a gave you a bigger stronger fuck than usual, fat dirty farts came spluttering out of your backside. You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole. It is wonderful to fuck a farting woman when every fuck drives one out of her. I think I would know Nora’s fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women. It is a rather girlish noise not like the wet windy fart which I imagine fat wives have. It is sudden and dry and dirty like what a bold girl would let off in fun in a school dormitory at night. I hope Nora will let off no end of her farts in my face so that I may know their smell also.
You say when I go back you will suck me off and you want me to lick your cunt, you little depraved blackguard. I hope you will surprise me some time when I am asleep dressed, steal over to me with a whore’s glow in your slumberous eyes, gently undo button after button in the fly of my trousers and gently take out your lover’s fat mickey, lap it up in your moist mouth and suck away at it till it gets fatter and stiffer and comes off in your mouth. Sometimes too I shall surprise you asleep, lift up your skirts and open your drawers gently, then lie down gently by you and begin to lick lazily round your bush. You will begin to stir uneasily then I will lick the lips of my darling’s cunt. You will begin to groan and grunt and sigh and fart with lust in your sleep. Then I will lick up faster and faster like a ravenous dog until your cunt is a mass of slime and your body wriggling wildly.
Goodnight, my little farting Nora, my dirty little fuckbird! There is one lovely word, darling, you have underlined to make me pull myself off better. Write me more about that and yourself, sweetly, dirtier, dirtier.”

He should have just dumped that into the middle of Ulysses.
 
You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole. It is wonderful to fuck a farting woman when every fuck drives one out of her. I think I would know Nora’s fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women. It is a rather girlish noise not like the wet windy fart which I imagine fat wives have. It is sudden and dry and dirty like what a bold girl would let off in fun in a school dormitory at night. I hope Nora will let off no end of her farts in my face so that I may know their smell also.
Am I the only one being reminded of Chuck Wendig's prose?
 
Does anyone know who actually owns the distribution rights to Apocalypse Now?
I think Zoetrope themselves own it. They just license it out to other distributors

The original release was with United Artists, now owned by MGM, but some of the more recent releases come from Paramount, yet my bluray comes from Lionsgate.
 
There was exactly one accident ever recorded that involved a zeppelin - the Hindenburg disaster, which not only ruined rigid airships' perfect safety record, but resulted in every other zeppelin in the world being dismantled and further models in development being scrapped. To this date, there don't exist any "true" zeppelins - modern models are essentially modified blimps that don't compare to their 80+ year old predecessors, which were frequently likened to flying cruise ships. Had the Hindenburg not crashed, zeppelins likely would have overtaken airplanes as the primary means of consumer air travel. I mean, look at the insides of these things:

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The true cause of events leading up to the Hindenburg disaster have never been determined, by the way. Enjoy your SouthWest flight!
Oh man, Zeppelins are absolutley gorgeous and I would love if they made a comeback. The problem is that with the Hindenburg Desaster, it's like humanity gave up on shipbuilding after the first shitty raft tipped over. Given enough time and effort, they would not be any less safe than any regular passenger jet or cruise ship.
If you'd really pour some money into it, you could build an amazingly safe airship and it would offer luxuries that an airplane can only dream of.
But it would be too expensive and people would not trust such a machine, I guess, so it'll never come to pass.

Just check out how awesome these babies look when flying over a massive city like New York:
https://youtube.com/watch?v=aYGzPF5csQE

While the Hindenburg didn't help, the airship was already dying, while airships were relatively luxurious cruise ships were far better, could carry tonnes more passengers, and was cheaper. Also the fact planes were on the rise meant that the speed advantage airships had was meaningless because if you need to get somewhere quickly you'd take a plane. These factors are what killed the airship, the Hindenburg's nothing more than a scapegoat, at the end of the day the airship just didn't have a market it excelled at, still a interesting machine however.


Full disclosure I nicked the points for my little summary from this video, so figured I should link it, feel like you two will like it.
 
The Sonic movie is being made by Paramount, whose former owner Gulf + Western once owned Sega.
 
Elvis Presley was a bit of a dork in his personal life. One of his favorite TV shows was Monty Python's Flying Circus and he'd quote lines from their sketches constantly. Monty Python and the Holy Grail came out a few years before he died, and he would keep on quoting the Knights Who Say Ni! and the insulting French soldier to his friends.
 
On August 29th, 1968, every television in the world shut down, and the speakers began emitting a strange murmuring noise. The TVs stayed off for about 25 seconds before coming back on. To this day, nobody knows what caused the broadcast to go out, and nobody has any clue what the noises could’ve been.

According to former Canadian Defense Minister Paul Hellyer, “at least 4 known alien species have been visiting the earth for thousands of years.”

It’s believed that the spirits of those who died suffering of depression or committed suicide are the most violent and aggressive.
 
Sid Sheinberg, the head of Universal Pictures during much of the eighties, is credited as "Worst Boy" in the film "Brazil" because of the lengths he went through to try and edit the hell out of that film.

I can't describe the hell that movie went through here, look up "The Battle for Brazil" on YouTube and it talks about how bad Universal tried to sabotage the film in America. (20th Century Fox released it outside North America and released it uncut and untouched)
 
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