And here I thought it had something to do with pro football.

Very entertaining.

Time for a Best of net54 Forum.

Not sure why you use the word "we." I didn't kill anyone, did you?

Actually, European settlers didn't have battles with the Chippewa - they got along quite well in fact. The Chippewa saw white people as a valuable ally against the Sioux. Europeans were very frequently helped by the Chippewa, and they reciprocated by showing them how to parch their rice so it wouldn't go bad during the long winter (starvation had been an annual challenge.) And, they did quite a bit of trading, so it was a mutually beneficial relationship on the whole.

Even today when driving through the Nett Lake reservation, it's amazing, but every native American you pass on the road pauses what they're doing to wave greeting.

So yeah, I know it's politically correct to think Indians were saints and White people were purely evil, and you can continue to think that way if you choose.

Minnesota reservations involve some very good land by the way, and the exclusive deal Indian tribes have to run casinos brings them quite a bit of revenue.

http://www.theblaze.com/stories/2012...illion-a-year/

I was just trying to make the point that sports have value in providing peaceful competition, which I think is pretty obvious, but some people here are more interested in ridicule, so never mind.

Of course sports have value. It's your suggestion that they somehow channel aggression that would otherwise be expressed as violence that is IMO dubious. And what any of this had to do with the Virginia Tech massacre is beyond me, yet you were somehow defending Chao's "larger point."

One thing I remember is, when this thread was active, a PSA 4 '52 Topps Mantle could be had for about $14,000 (I think Adrian got his for a BIN of $14.1).

Ah, those were the good ol' days.... :)

Adrian paid 12 and change. He offered it to me for 9 and change LOL.

He loses money on every deal but makes up for it in volume.

Good one.

This reminds me of a joke; Two farmers buy hay for $2 a bushel and take it to market to sell for $1 a bushel. They cannot figure out why they are losing money. After hours of debate, finally one of them speaks up, "I got it. What we need is a bigger truck" :)

We have a phrase in the music industry, though less prevalent with the decline in physical product these days....a spectacular flop would ship gold, but return platinum.

Who are the Bruces and why are you all RIPing them?

Bruce Dorskind was a former member who had a knack for referring to himself in the plural all of the time. He had an incredible collection but was controversial for numerous reasons in the way he interacted with others here. He passed away a few years ago.

Oh, that's a shame. :-/

Don't know if I want to ask for links to some of these threads or not, sounds like a rabbit hole down which I could lose a day or two.

Scott, check out the thread "1938 Goudey Proof". The fun starts around post #50.

Or search any thread started by Zone91.

I spent a good three hours yesterday reading Zone91 threads. Not how I envisioned spending a good chunk of my Sunday, but I couldn't stop. I went from being amused, to horrified, to sympathetic to disgusted. What a piece of work.

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All totalled I wonder how many hours this board has cost our members from reading old threads? For me it's thousands of hours......15 Years of nuggets.


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Reminds me of the old joke about the Lone Ranger and Tonto surrounded by hostile Indians. The Lone Ranger says "I guess we're really in trouble now" and Tonto says "What's this 'we' $h** white man?"

The Brucii had moments of utter insanity mixed with an extreme internet troll persona. He threatened to sue "Archive" for plagiarizing one of his posts and once wished me dead because I did a parody of William Shatner's SNL outburst about Trekkies who need to get a life, with him as the basement-dwelling virgin (see my tag line below). Mike O'Keefe even did an article in the NY Daily News about the craziness he pulled here.

Sometimes it's best not to know, or even think about.