This image has not been photoshopped, it’s a faithful reproduction of a jumbled road sign I encountered this morning on my walk to the creek. “Little Latin and less Greek” came to mind, mainly because I’m currently immersed in ancient history.
I’ve learned that Greek merchants of the 8th and 7th centuries BCE marketed wine to the masses with the suggestion that even dirty and ignorant commoners could themselves experience the pleasures enjoyed by aristocrats who held symposia in their mansions. Also that symposion in Greek means "drinking-together gathering." And that American diamond magnates in the 30s and 40s paid Hollywood to show handsome young men in white tie presenting their fiancés diamond engagement rings, which of course then led to a “tradition” that made the magnates even richer.
It’s always about money, eh?
The photo below captures the feel of the American Heartland. You gotta fly the flag in yer front yard, otherwise someone might think you’re a God-denying Librul who voted for “that one” in the last election.