ADDED: The trendy use of the word "gap" began in the 1950s, with anxiety over the Cold War. There was talk of the "bomber gap" and the "missile gap." This was satirized in "Doctor Strangelove" (1964):
"I think it would be extremely naive of us, Mr. President, to imagine that these new developments are going to cause any change in Soviet expansionist policy. I mean, we must be increasingly on the alert to prevent them from taking over other mineshaft space, in order to breed more prodigiously than we do, thus, knocking us out of these superior numbers when we emerge! Mr. President, we must not allow a mine shaft gap!"
We boomers remember the talk of the "generation gap" in the 1960s, but that got started with a Look magazine article in 1967 titled "The Generation Gap" — in a deliberate play on "missile gap."
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If you think you can trade up any excuse will do.
Seriously, sow what?
Another reason for a woman to become bored with her (dining) companion.
The charitable interpretation would be The New York Times is messing with us.
"Sew, a needle pulling thread"
. . . needling the Times in a material way . . .
You, a law professor, know she meant "sue the seeds of love."
Every difference is a gap? This sucks the meaning out of relationship gaps.
My wife is a foodie, I am not. Her caring more than me is a relationship plus as it’s an area where she can always get what she wants with no sacrifice on my part—something that wouldn’t happen if we both cared a lot.
He's obviously been shedding tears for his fears....CC, JSM
Seed sewing sounds like a vasectomy.
NYT: The Daily Journal of New Things Upper-Class New Yorkers Must Worry About.
Did Carrie Bradshaw write this?
The homophone is ringing. Will you answer?
Outside of Tears for Fears in the 90s, I’ve never heard the term.
Sowing Seeds of Love
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=VAtGOESO7W8
Food goes to waste
So nice to eat, so nice to taste
Politician granny with your high ideals
Have you no idea how the majority feels?
So without love and a promise land
We're fools to the rules of a government plan
Kick out the style! Bring back the jam!
Sowing the seeds of love (anything is possible)
Seeds of love (sowing the seeds of love)
Sowing the seeds of love
Anyone that dislikes hot pot isnt worth dating. Tastelets should be tootsless.
It's a folk song from Norfolk--it was also set to music as a choral part-song by Gustav Holst. I believe it was also an art song for baritone set by Gerald Finzi, but can't seem to find the recording at the moment.
My god can they be this shallow?
I forgot what a noisy cacophony that song is.
My brother’s 4-H club was the Saws, Sows, and Sows. The trades of the farmer represented carpentry, crops, and pig husbandry.
Dietary disparities. Restaurant reconciliation. Say NYeT to progressive parades (i.e. monotonic culture) in selecting relationship venues.
The ultimate dining gap is a dinner date with Hannibal Lector.
Wince, but it's a joyful noise! CC, JSM
76 year old grandpa has a date with a pretty Chinese woman for dinner and dancing tomorrow night. We didn’t have any problem agreeing on the restaurant. It’s gonna be Italian. Swing dance. Big band stuff. Two female vocalists
Because the Achievement Gap, so-called, is so persistent, despite the enormously obscene sums spent trying to bridge it, we have no choice. Accept its reality.
And then there was the Credibility Gap.
A real gap between two people would be the Darien Gap.
I can close my eyes and see a MAD magazine from my childhood with Jughead complaining about our "hamburger gap" with the Soviets.
Don't forget the thigh gap...I mean, as long as we're listing gaps. It's one of my favorite gaps.
Yeah, if you're using a restaurant to impress a date rather than cooking it yourself, you're doing it wrong.
“ Yeah, if you're using a restaurant to impress a date rather than cooking it yourself, you're doing it wrong.”
And the green eyed monster enters the room.
Thy gap.
If someone is following the lives of some contestants from "The Bachelor", I can tell we already have a gap.
I'm writing a sci-fi novel about a giant, mutant supermodel rampaging across North America like a sexy Godzilla.
Working Title: Thighs Over Cumberland Gap.
When I think "gap", I think Lie bracket.
Instead of commenting about algebras and coconut crocheting: I'd be very leery of trying to spend a life with someone for whom food is so central. Radiation treatments wiped out most of my taste buds and what was delicious before is sometimes barely palatable. It turns out there are more important things, even with food.
"If food be the seed of love, eat on ...
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die."
Or should that be "plant on."?
In searching for the original quote Google gives me an English language translation of Shakespeare's words and a link to "If Music Be the Food of Love... Prepare for Indigestion," a 1966 album by Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich, British rock band who (not surprisingly) never crossed the pond.
Vasectomy: Sewing his wild oats
Seed spreader: Singer sowing machine
This is even worse than sew/sow. I can't believe it's real. Did the NYT fire every editor?
Maybe (Maybe!) the homophone use is designed to make you think it's human error, not AI being wrong.
Empathy gap is the most important one to verify before deciding if you want to invest in this or that relationship. In other words, stay away from autistics. People with impaired perspective-taking ability are going to disappoint you in more ways than one. Persons who only eat chicken tenders and French fries are a red flag. It could be a symptom of monotonous eating habits - eating a limited, predictable range of foods due to a need for routine, etc. Before you know it, you will be the one responsible for handling his meltdowns. Because he can't.
Spending the day at son's house with family including some in laws.
Everyone brought something and the food was great.
But if it hadn't been? Who gives a shit. The food is just the excuse. The family is the point
John Henry
Sally sews she cells down by the see shore.
Great scene - The mine shaft gap! Reminds me of a series of one-on-one interviews I gave to a PhD candidate when I was public affairs officer for DoD space & missile programs, in late 70s.
Her subject was military use of space. She was smart and respectful while disagreeing with much that I said. After the third session (they lasted all afternoon), she asked me a final question: What did I think of the movie, “Dr Strangelove”?
I shocked her by saying I loved it and watched it whenever it showed up on late night TV. That conversation moved from my office to a bar in Manhattan Beach and a good time was had by all
About a year later, I got a package in the mail. Her dissertation. It was dedicated to me and thanked me for helping her understand something better. WOW! Glad I went to work those days
I didn't even notice the "sew"/"sow" mistake. But then in recent days I'm increasingly confusing there/their/they're and its/it's, something I never used to do. It's probably me getting older, but the language is decaying. Everything comes at us too quickly and we respond too quickly. Google and Grok and Claude know what we mean even if we type it wrong, so people will be typing things wrong more and more in the future.
If we're talking about the NYT, then it's a modern study in gaps. Look at the headline today, splashed right across the top of the page: "A North American Treaty Organization without America ?"
Too many gaps to count, on that one. It deserves a permanent place in the front lobby of the Hall of Shame.
I worked at The Gap in high school.
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