NHL Mega-Mock Draft Reboot - Discussion / Draft Thread – A WHOLE NOTHER PHASE TWENTY-ONE!

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It’s good but you can only do so much to a pound cake and it is not good enough to wait in line outside in port Richmond the week before Christmas for an hour good.
And yet, people do exactly that. The one and only time I did that was a few years ago. While I was waiting in line, an older gentleman recounted a colorful story about someone getting banned from Stock’s. Apparently, they’d get in line, buy up to the bakery’s limit of pound cakes per customer, go back to their car, change outfits, and then do it all over again. Finally, they were found out, either one of the women recognized their face or another customer ratted them out. The staff went out to their car and demanded they open their trunk, and inside was something like 40 cakes.

That was you, wasn’t it?
 
Hit up Madara's seafood (blackened) or King of Falafel in there (schwarma). You're welcome.

Ive hit up King of Falafel a few time for shawarma. Very solid. I'll have to check out Madara's.

The smoked wings from Zook's BBQ are where it's at though. My favorite wings on the planet.

New amish pretzel spot is titties too.
 
I do it. Thank you @mja! Screeching mja! Jumpy mja! Gaping mja!

I do TALK SHOW HOST.

I do Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come

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I'll do next pick in the morning
 
The f***ing shitbags are on again tonight, and no football to soften the blow. F***.

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We start the day with @Beef Invictus on the clock, @mja on deck, pit on the lido deck, and dumbf*** on the lido afterdeck tying himself into mental knots of stupidity the likes of which we are very familiar with. Hopefully we'll find out soon whether or not @GKJ still actually exists.

I've said repeatedly that I don't care about food, and that I have never seen people with so many food rules and preferences as the people of Philadelphia, but after quickly catching up on this thread I feel like I have to say something. How good could that pound cake actually be if it still qualifies as pound cake? You know that expression "pound sand"? I think you can see that phrase meaning two things. One is "Go punch sand, it's just as pointless, you useless bastard." The other is "Go [make sweet love] to the beach, it's just as pointless, you useless bastard." But when I hear "pound sand," I almost always think of pound cake. Like if you wanted to gorge yourself on a sandbar but can't due to anatomical or biological restrictions, the closest you could get to it is pound cake. You can pile shit on top of pound cake to make a delicious dish. You can "infuse" the pound cake with vanilla or other essences or whatever. It's still pound cake. I think most of you have been hypnotized. I think your city has conditioned your brain to accept certain things as long as they come from certain places, and it has f***ed up your basic food compass. It's nothing to be ashamed of - it happens to everyone. For example, growing up in St. Louis has made me super enthusiastic about knife- and chain-fighting in railyards.

As for MacGruber getting rotisserie and potatoes and carrots when there is perfectly fine other food available which is actually good ... I don't know. We made need some kind of intervention. You know what could throw this place into at least three pages of Maximum Chaos? Discussing what condiments you put on rotisserie and potatoes and carrots.
 
The f***ing shitbags are on again tonight, and no football to soften the blow. F***.

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We start the day with @Beef Invictus on the clock, @mja on deck, pit on the lido deck, and dumbf*** on the lido afterdeck tying himself into mental knots of stupidity the likes of which we are very familiar with. Hopefully we'll find out soon whether or not @GKJ still actually exists.

I've said repeatedly that I don't care about food, and that I have never seen people with so many food rules and preferences as the people of Philadelphia, but after quickly catching up on this thread I feel like I have to say something. How good could that pound cake actually be if it still qualifies as pound cake? You know that expression "pound sand"? I think you can see that phrase meaning two things. One is "Go punch sand, it's just as pointless, you useless bastard." The other is "Go [make sweet love] to the beach, it's just as pointless, you useless bastard." But when I hear "pound sand," I almost always think of pound cake. Like if you wanted to gorge yourself on a sandbar but can't due to anatomical or biological restrictions, the closest you could get to it is pound cake. You can pile shit on top of pound cake to make a delicious dish. You can "infuse" the pound cake with vanilla or other essences or whatever. It's still pound cake. I think most of you have been hypnotized. I think your city has conditioned your brain to accept certain things as long as they come from certain places, and it has f***ed up your basic food compass. It's nothing to be ashamed of - it happens to everyone. For example, growing up in St. Louis has made me super enthusiastic about knife- and chain-fighting in railyards.

As for MacGruber getting rotisserie and potatoes and carrots when there is perfectly fine other food available which is actually good ... I don't know. We made need some kind of intervention. You know what could throw this place into at least three pages of Maximum Chaos? Discussing what condiments you put on rotisserie and potatoes and carrots.
It's not pound cake, it's Stock's pound cade. You don't do anything with Stock's pound cake. You don't put anything on it and it's not infused with essences. In fact I'm pretty sure the secret ingredient might actually be unrefined street drugs from the next neighborhood over, Kensington. You just enjoy it for what it is, the uniquely dense perfectly balanced sugary loaf of goodness that is the platonic ideal of the form.
 
TEAM QUEEN

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Nefertiti wasn't just an absolute all-time smokeshow. She was also, by all indications, quite an influential woman. She was routinely portrayed in a Pharaonic role and manner. It is theorized that a brief mystery Pharoah who ruled between her husband Akenaten and Tutankaten/amun was actually her, with the regnal name of Neferneferaten.

She is probably a foreign princess, so at least in her case she dodges all the goofy inbreeding. That's a major plus. It is also impressive that as an outsider without Egyptian royal godblood herself, that she managed to leverage power equal to her husband's.

We go back to the one we call @mja now! Mummified mja! Untidy mja! far-flung mja!
 
Anyway, I am so glad @DancingPanther took The Most Serene Republic of Venice. Their history is fascinating and unique. Some highlights:

1) They had a very advanced state. Their republic became limited to empowering the rich and then a closed circle over time, but that circle still remained far, far, far larger than most governments through most of their history. And they were very serious about civic duty. If you were elected to serve in a position, you served. There were punishments for refusing. Their government was a complex system of checks and balances that ensured no one person could control the whole thing. And any time someone did try, they were swiftly executed. After one such attempt, the family estates were confiscated as well and their houses torn down and never rebuilt, which is a hell of a spite-statement in a city with a bit of a nonstop real estate crisis. Enemies of the state who weren't executed were exiled. Those who so much as whispered against the state after that tended to disappear from the historic record. Which brings us to

2) Spying! All those trade networks made for easy spying. Venice built a highly effective espionage network. It's a big reason why they were so effective diplomatically and economically. They also turned the spy apparatus against their own people though. The government tried to be quite oppressive. Their lightless, lead-lined prison cells were notorious across Europe and who can say how many disappeared into them? They were a Republic and more democratic than the bulk of Europe, but they were also kinda f***ing terrifying. But the Venetian people were culturally highly rebellious.

3) The people! The surest way to get Venetians to do something was to tell them they couldn't do something. They relentlessly sought and exploited legal loopholes. During Carnival and feast days you could wear masks and get away with tons of stuff, so the people just kept extending Carnival and making more feast days until that stuff ran just about all year round. It took centuries for the state to figure out how to cut down on the hooliganism. The solution: Laws mandating participation in these events. Just like that, the people rejected them. Because they were told to. There are a lot of primary source records of the government trying to deal with their own people and just getting absolutely trolled at every turn. It's top-notch reading. Like when they tried to boss a convent around so the nuns just rang their bells for days straight, and the government gave up and begged them to please god stop with the bells.

One of the more fearsome weapons in the papacy's arsenal was placing a city or kingdom under interdict. It was like excommunicating the whole nation. This undermined legitimacy of the ruler, caused unrest, and was a thing to avoid. Venice just didn't give a shit. They ignored it. The people ignored it. Their own clergy ignored it. Again, telling Venetians not to do something is how you get them to do something. It probably increased church attendance.

4) Culture! Oodles of it. They were a book printing center. A major one. All books. The papacy banning books was the surest way to get Venetians to print them, what with the whole "they were told not to so they had to" thing. Art. Music. Glass. There is quite a contradiction here though; a Venetian woman could become highly educated and cultured as a courtesan, so there was a lot of independence to be had. On the other side of that coin, regular non-courtesan women were heavily regulated and oppressed so that men could draw the sharpest possible distinction between the free-wheeling courtesans and their honorable wives.

5) The Arsenal! Venice pioneered industrial production and things like assembly lines and interchangeable parts centuries before the Industrial Revolution. At its peak, the Arsenal could churn out a full-blown warship in one day. That level of shipbuilding capacity has only ever been matched by the United States in WW2. They did it by hand. in the middle of the 14th century during one of their many massive wars with Genoa, Genoa thought they had won. They had wiped out Venice's fleet. They and their allies had besieged the city. It was only a matter of time until they fell. All they had to do was wait for the envoy to come surrender. That envoy never came, though. What did emerge, was an entirely new fleet which wiped out Genoa's and lifted the siege. Genoa never recovered. It took anyone else years and generations to build up a navy and maintain it. Venice could do it in a couple months.

6) Enrico Dandalo! What a guy! stormed the sea walls of Constantinople at 90 years old while fully blind! Probably blind because he hit on the wrong princess in Constantinople when he was a diplomat! f*** him.

7) How they elected their Doge! I'll just copy and paste this:

“Whenever the time came to elect a new doge of Venice, an official went to pray in St. Mark’s Basilica, grabbed the first boy he could find in the piazza, and took him back to the ducal palace. The boy’s job was to draw lots to choose an electoral college from the members of Venice’s grand families, which was the first step in a performance that has been called tortuous, ridiculous, and profound. Here is how it went, more or less unchanged, for five hundred years, from 1268 until the end of the Venetian Republic.

Thirty electors were chosen by lot, and then a second lottery reduced them to nine, who nominated forty candidates in all, each of whom had to be approved by at least seven electors in order to pass to the next stage. The forty were pruned by lot to twelve, who nominated a total of twenty-five, who needed at least nine nominations each. The twenty-five were culled to nine, who picked an electoral college of forty-five, each with at least seven nominations. The forty-five became eleven, who chose a final college of forty-one. Each member proposed one candidate, all of whom were discussed and, if necessary, examined in person, whereupon each elector cast a vote for every candidate of whom he approved. The candidate with the most approvals was the winner, provided he had been endorsed by at least twenty-five of the forty-one.”

Once you were picked to draw lots/make nominations for any part of this, you were disqualified going further. I can't remember if it was just for a round or two, or the whole thing. This process is completely and fully bribe proof. You cannot lobby this or game it. It cannot be done. That was the goal and they accomplished it.

Also the Doge didn't really run the show. Checks and balances and all that.
 
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Anyway, I am so glad @DancingPanther took The Most Serene Republic of Venice. Their history is fascinating and unique. Some highlights:

1) They had a very advanced state. Their republic became limited to empowering the rich and then a closed circle over time, but that circle still remained far, far, far larger than most governments through most of their history. And they were very serious about civic duty. If you were elected to serve in a position, you served. There were punishments for refusing. Their government was a complex system of checks and balances that ensured no one person could control the whole thing. And any time someone did try, they were swiftly executed. After one such attempt, the family estates were confiscated as well and their houses torn down and never rebuilt, which is a hell of a spite-statement in a city with a bit of a nonstop real estate crisis. Enemies of the state who weren't executed were exiled. Those who so much as whispered against the state after that tended to disappear from the historic record. Which brings us to

2) Spying! All those trade networks made for easy spying. Venice built a highly effective espionage network. It's a big reason why they were so effective diplomatically and economically. They also turned the spy apparatus against their own people though. The government tried to be quite oppressive. Their lightless, lead-lined prison cells were notorious across Europe and who can say how many disappeared into them? They were a Republic and more democratic than the bulk of Europe, but they were also kinda f***ing terrifying. But the Venetian people were culturally highly rebellious.

3) The people! The surest way to get Venetians to do something was to tell them they couldn't do something. They relentlessly sought and exploited legal loopholes. During Carnival and feast days you could wear masks and get away with tons of stuff, so the people just kept extending Carnival and making more feast days until that stuff ran just about all year round. It took centuries for the state to figure out how to cut down on the hooliganism. The solution: Laws mandating participation in these events. Just like that, the people rejected them. Because they were told to. There are a lot of primary source records of the government trying to deal with their own people and just getting absolutely trolled at every turn. It's top-notch reading. Like when they tried to boss a convent around so the nuns just rang their bells for days straight, and the government gave up and begged them to please god stop with the bells.

One of the more fearsome weapons in the papacy's arsenal was placing a city or kingdom under interdict. It was like excommunicating the whole nation. This undermined legitimacy of the ruler, caused unrest, and was a thing to avoid. Venice just didn't give a shit. They ignored it. The people ignored it. Their own clergy ignored it. Again, telling Venetians not to do something is how you get them to do something. It probably increased church attendance.

4) Culture! Oodles of it. They were a book printing center. A major one. All books. The papacy banning books was the surest way to get Venetians to print them, what with the whole "they were told not to so they had to" thing. Art. Music. Glass. There is quite a contradiction here though; a Venetian woman could become highly educated and cultured as a courtesan, so there was a lot of independence to be had. On the other side of that coin, regular non-courtesan women were heavily regulated and oppressed so that men could draw the sharpest possible distinction between the free-wheeling courtesans and their honorable wives.

5) The Arsenal! Venice pioneered industrial production and things like assembly lines and interchangeable parts centuries before the Industrial Revolution. At its peak, the Arsenal could churn out a full-blown warship in one day. That level of shipbuilding capacity has only ever been matched by the United States in WW2. They did it by hand. in the middle of the 14th century during one of their many massive wars with Genoa, Genoa thought they had won. They had wiped out Venice's fleet. They and their allies had besieged the city. It was only a matter of time until they fell. All they had to do was wait for the envoy to come surrender. That envoy never came, though. What did emerge, was an entirely new fleet which wiped out Genoa's and lifted the siege. Genoa never recovered. It took anyone else years and generations to build up a navy and maintain it. Venice could do it in a couple months.

6) Enrico Dandalo! What a guy! stormed the sea walls of Constantinople at 90 years old while fully blind! Probably blind because he hit on the wrong princess in Constantinople when he was a diplomat! f*** him.

7) How they elected their Doge! I'll just copy and paste this:

“Whenever the time came to elect a new doge of Venice, an official went to pray in St. Mark’s Basilica, grabbed the first boy he could find in the piazza, and took him back to the ducal palace. The boy’s job was to draw lots to choose an electoral college from the members of Venice’s grand families, which was the first step in a performance that has been called tortuous, ridiculous, and profound. Here is how it went, more or less unchanged, for five hundred years, from 1268 until the end of the Venetian Republic.

Thirty electors were chosen by lot, and then a second lottery reduced them to nine, who nominated forty candidates in all, each of whom had to be approved by at least seven electors in order to pass to the next stage. The forty were pruned by lot to twelve, who nominated a total of twenty-five, who needed at least nine nominations each. The twenty-five were culled to nine, who picked an electoral college of forty-five, each with at least seven nominations. The forty-five became eleven, who chose a final college of forty-one. Each member proposed one candidate, all of whom were discussed and, if necessary, examined in person, whereupon each elector cast a vote for every candidate of whom he approved. The candidate with the most approvals was the winner, provided he had been endorsed by at least twenty-five of the forty-one.”

Once you were picked to draw lots/make nominations for any part of this, you were disqualified going further. I can't remember if it was just for a round or two, or the whole thing. This process is completely and fully bribe proof. You cannot lobby this or game it. It cannot be done. That was the goal and they accomplished it.

Also the Doge didn't really run the show. Checks and balances and all that.
Loved Venice. Went to St. Mark's and Doge's Palace. So much lore and culture. Wanted to go more in depth during my post but it was during a busy Christmas time so I couldn't really do it
 
Thank you, Beef! Beef Stock! Beef Pound! Beef Cake!

Team Retro Clothes Item: 90's Concert Tees (of bands you actually listened to and whose shows you actually went to.)

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Ask the average Gen Z kid wearing a Nirvana shirt to name one Nirvana song and you'll get a blank stare instead of a reply. I owned all of these and many, many more, and still have that Pablo Honey shirt. Some of these are apparently worth hundreds. I really need to dig through my parents' basement.

@pit, I know your next selection, whatever it will be, will completely rock.
 
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