Everywhere you look on the web you’re sure to find a ”Keep Calm” poster. For months now I have seen different versions of this poster on Facebook, Twitter, and especially Pinterest. I believe that’s where I first saw the iconic “Keep Calm” poster but to be completely honest I never knew its history. I figured someone coined “Keep Calm”, added a new phrase here and there and it went viral. It wasn’t until tonight that I finally found out about its origin.
So where did I find this information? Well, believe it or not, I was looking over my discussion assignment for class and my professor posted a short video from YouTube, which I will post here, on it’s history. I was amazed to find out that there was so much more to this poster. I will only give a few tidbits here so that you can watch the video for yourself but according to CBSNews.com, “In the build-up to World War II, the British government knew its people were on edge.” This of course was during the time of Nazi Germany. The Nazi’s had already crushed many European countries, but in order to keep up moral the government requested that posters be made to reassure the people as stated by CBSNews.com. What makes this so interesting is that out of all the posters, the public never saw the one that displayed “Keep Calm and Carry On”. It wasn’t until 2000 when the owner of Barter Books found it within an old box, after which it was hung up and finally viewed by the public. For the fans of the “Keep Calm” posters, this is for you. If you didn’t know before about its history, you do now and knowing is half the battle.
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By Ricardo — 7 years ago
In about 4 weeks my daughter Lola will be born. I’m very excited and can’t help but think of the mischief that my kids will get into. They are seven years apart but I’m sure they will get into some shit along the way that will cause my gray hair to sprout. My siblings and I did a lot of things growing up and I’m sure my parents were ready to pull their hair out. This is what wakes me up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, thinking of the crap we did growing up. Will my kids do the same? They probably will but they will surpass my craziness and probably pull stuff that I would have never dreamed of doing. Growing up I was a good influence on my siblings…well a good influence in the sense of getting them into shit that we got in trouble for. Even though it was my fault though, I had to learn it from somewhere right? The answer is yes! A huge ass YES! It’s safe to say that my older cousins were to blame for some of the stuff I got into.
I’m not complaining though. We had a lot of fun even if it was at my expense but I gained the knowledge and ability to influence those around me. For starters, I got into wrestling in the 80’s. The characters were awesome and the moves looked devastating. Actually, they felt devastating as well because I was the dummy who was there to experiment on. My cousin Russ and Joey were into wrestling and whenever they saw a new move I was the lucky one that was chosen to take it. I felt the wrath of Ric Flair’s “Figure Four Leg Lock”, “The Abdominal Stretch”, and “The Scorpion Deathlock”. It was all in fun but damn did it hurt! They taught me about the on going war between the red ants and black ants. This was taught by pitting them together so that they could battle to the death. We tested my cousin Russ’s cat Knievel to see how many times it would land on its feet when thrown in the air, and surprisingly enough it landed on its feet every time. We were baffled as to how it could do this so fast.
All of that seems minor but when there are no parents around at the time, it feels like you’re getting away with murder. When I got a little older it was my turn to shine. I had a younger brother Fernando (Nando for short) and my younger twin sisters, Crystal and Dee-von. One of the first things I can remember introducing to them was American Gladiators. Remember Joust from that show? I do and it was one of our favorite parts. So what better way to spend time with my siblings than to create our own version of Joust? We made our teams, gathered some pillows, and positioned our coffee table so that if we fell off it we would land on the couch. Pretty simple right? Not at all. The first few matches went well and it was fun but the last match came with an injury. My sister Dee-von slipped off the table and cracked her side on the way down. Till this day she still has a scar around her ribs. It was not good but she wasn’t all that hurt anyway. At least I don’t think she was all that hurt. Another good time was when my brother and I bought boxing gloves from an MC Sporting Goods store that was relocating. Everything was on sale so we bought the gloves for cheap. We boxed each other for a while and eventually we got bored. We were looking for something to do and decided to pit our sisters against each other. We brought them down to our spooky ass basement and put the gloves on them. We picked a side and began to coach them but they wouldn’t fight. We tried everything and finally I turned to Crystal and told her that Dee-von had said she was ugly.
That’s all it took and Crystal screamed toward Dee-von. They were about 4 or 5 so the gloves went all the way up their arms and they swung wildly at each other. Not one of them could connect with a good punch. Nando and I cheered and laughed as they struggled to lift the gloves. Finally Crystal connected and clocked Dee-von in the face. She started to cry. They hugged each other and cried together.
“You’re my sister and I love you.”
We booed them for stopping. The fun was now over and my brother and I ran. Why did we run you ask? They yelled very loud and we were doomed.
My sisters yelled for our father and Nando and I split. All you could see was the smoke we left behind as we ran. We got upstairs and immediately went outside to play basketball. We started in the middle of a game of HORSE to throw off my dad but it didn’t help. We were screwed!
“Rich! Nando! Get your asses in here!”
“What’s up dad”, I asked sheepishly.
“Why are the twins crying?”
“I don’t know. Do you know Nando?”
“Nope, I don’t know what happened.”
“See dad? They must have been…”
“Don’t lie to me! They told me that you guys made them fight with the boxing gloves.”
“What!? Come on da..”
“Both of you get in the room!”
This was not good. We were caught and there was no way out of it. What made things worse was the fact that whenever we got in trouble like this, my dad would wait by our bedroom door to spank us on the way in. I had always let it happen but this time I was ready to shake things up. I decided to run in so that I could bypass his swinging arm and right as I passed him he snagged me. I was sure I could dodge it but I was not lucky. It hurt like a bitch and it was Nando’s turn. He took a deep breath and took off running. My dad swung his arm to spank him and Nando dodged it. I was happy for him and Nando was happy. He had the biggest smile on face until,
“NANDO! Now you just made it worse. I’ll be back with the belt!”
He started crying and I felt really bad for him. My dad never came back with the belt though. I guess he figured that Nando was scared enough to not do it again. This is just a sample of the shit we used to do growing up. I wonder what my kids are going to pull on me? Logan already has a crazy imagination so I’m sure once Lola is old enough they will be causing havoc for their mother and I. Can you recall anything you did as a kid to make your parents go nuts? Have your own kids done anything to trip you out enough to make you believe that it’s payback for the way you were growing up? Share your stories here, I’d love to read and comment on them. Cheers!
P.S. The picture is of myself, my wife, and my siblings. Whenever we see each other we make a point to take one F’d up picture to make our parents proud. 8)Post Views: 115
By Ricardo — 6 years ago
It’s funny how one person can have such an influence on you. This person can come in the form of your parent, a friend, a movie or TV figure, a musician, an artist, and your children. Right now someone has such an influence on me that my entire way of thinking is affected. I consider myself to be a pretty strong person but when it comes to my 2-month-old daughter I’m mush. She can’t talk yet but her facial gestures, coos, and general warmth gets me every time. We have had our moments where we have communicated with our eyebrows and when I pick her up over my head she shows that she digs it by shooting me her patented smile.
So, what influence does she have on me? Well, I can tell you that when she’s fussing on the floor during tummy time or in her swing I’m all about picking her up. I know I should let her fuss a little so that she can learn to chill by herself but I just want to pick her up and hold her close. One specific example is from a few weeks ago where my wife was making dinner, Lola, our daughter was in her swing, and she was fussing. I immediately walked towards her and my wife says,
“Leave her, she’s fine.”
I stopped and turned around to continue the conversation we were having but I couldn’t help but look back at Lola. Her fussing settled yet I felt the urge to go over there. It was like I had some sort of tick where I had to turn around and look to make sure she was fine. After almost giving myself whiplash from turning to look at Lola, my wife told me to just go over and pick her up. It was crazy to think that Lola had that much control over me already. Is it because she’s my only daughter or was I this way with Logan too? I recently asked my wife Rebecca if I was this way with our son and she said yes but I think it’s worse with Lola. I’m sure it’s because she’s my little princess but I thought being wrapped around her little finger was supposed to start later on in life? Maybe I’ve been a fool this whole time in thinking this way? I figured I’d get all these years to bring her up in the best way possible and once she hit her middle school years that she would try to get her way with a,
It would most likely be followed up with a hug, a thank you, and a frown from the wife because I gave in like most dads. Hmm…my way of thinking was completely off. Lola is only 2 months and without speaking she is saying please and I’m giving in. Crap! When she’s older I’m going to be screwed. As for now I’ll begin my training in saying “No”. It might be a little hard but I know I can do it. As the years go by though, I’m going to feel the squeeze from being wrapped around her little finger. It’s going to be a crazy ride but I’m ready for it. Are there any parents out there that are wrapped around your children’s finger? I’m sure there has to be someone out there with a similar and funny story. I mean, how crazy is it to think that our children can pull at our strings this way? They could tear something up, we would get angry, but with a flash of a smile that reminds us of ourselves at their age we’re able to settle for a moment and chuckle. I’m sure that if someone had told me early in life that my kids would have me wrapped around their little finger I would have said,
“Heck no! I’m all about the discipline!”
I’m still like this but my kids have a way of pulling at my strings to make some of my “No’s” turn into a “Yes”. Oh if I could only go back in time to tell myself this for preparation but it’s impossible. It’s more fun this way I think. It’s a new experience every day and once you think you have it perfected something else happens to throw you off. Parenthood…there’s nothing like it and I wouldn’t change it for the world.Post Views: 94
By Ricardo — 3 years ago
Ahoy hoy! I’m back with episode 83 of Within the Trenches. This episode is part of a series of episodes I recorded at the 2015 Indiana NENA/APCO conference and expo. I had an excellent time there and this episode added to the fun. In this episode I finally and I mean finally got the chance to sit down with Ty Wooten, NENA Education Director who I have been trying to get on the show for almost a year now. We have been talking about it and talking about it but our schedules never matched up.
Ty is joined by show regular Rob McMullen, NENA North Central Region Director and Director of Vigo county 911. This is an episode you do not want to miss. We had so much fun doing our mic check that I added it in the beginning. This episode is not only educational but it’s 18 different kinds of funny. I hope you enjoy it and please share it with everyone you know.
As always you can email the show at firstname.lastname@example.org for questions, comments or if you want to be on the show. Make sure to check out the links below for what’s new with NENA.
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- Funny mic check intro
- How Ty started in 911
- Ty’s first 911 call
- NENA education
- And more