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Wow that Lourdes thing is amazing. Almost enough to convert me.

Quote from: Griffin NoName on June 20, 2013, 06:40:56 PM
Wow that Lourdes thing is amazing. Almost enough to convert me.

it has converted me... into a slightly more cynical person 

Remember, you can convert, but if the miracle doesn't happen there are no backsies.

Probably got Conversion Disorder

Wasn't that treated with vibrators? 

I think it is treated by psychiatrists - are they the same thing ? 

Idealy both emanate good vibes

Silly Walks: what is up with them?

This question prompted by two men I saw walking today, although I have observed both examples many times throughout my life.

First: the Manthlete
There must be women who walk like this, but...  This person tends to favor 'muscle shirts' and the more over-developed pectoral muscle -- and nipple -- which can be revealed, the better. (May explain why I don't remember seeing women acting thusly!) Chest is carried far forward; arms bent at 45° angles, elbows pointing out to the sides; arms held stiffly away from the body as if the walker is experiencing severe underarm sunburn on top of reckless shaving with a dull razor.
Why do they do this!?!

Second: there's Totally a Playa inside this Husband/Father
Butt remains almost motionless while walking, remarkable in itself. However, the shoulders and upper torso rotate about 30° with each step, usually accompanied by head bobs, like a chicken.
Why do they do this!?!

Obviously written for comedy, but I have been wondering this for decades, so any answers will be much appreciated!

No department of bio-mechanics in your local university?
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I've seen the manthlete once or twice, I imagine they're catching their breath or something, the other one you'll have to record because it sounds quite hard to do.

I am probably guilty of several silly walks... I've been known to balance on a curb, uphill for several kilometers. 

The ability to do that is from practicing the Anti-Sloucher (aka the Stick Up The Butt), which involves using the core to keep the spine extended and upright. I got nagged too many times about posture when I was a kid, I guess. I was pleasantly surprised when I tried some free yoga classes last week that it was actually easier than when I last did it regularly (~3 years ago). Some of the hanging off ladders at odd rotations with power tools at arms' length that I've been doing lately probably helped too, but it was nice to see that my assumed self-delusion that keeping yoga principles in mind during one's daily life was equivalent to doing yoga might actually be true.

The silly walk that I don't let out in public is cat-walking on the balls of my feet. I do it around the house to minimize the sound of my footsteps, especially at night. It's also a great calf workout. I hate going to the gym to do results-oriented grunt work, but tweaking my usual way of doing things is easy and painless.

Why, in American films, are teenagers always climbing in and out of their friends' bedroom windows? Doesn't happen in UK films.

I believe there is a scene in one of those immoral plays by one W. Shakespeare, in which exactly that happens, in fact it isn't clear if they consummate their illegal underage marriage in the room of the young lady in question.

Maybe American teenagers are more likely to have been sent to their rooms and have to escape through the windows. Or maybe they are more likely to have slammed their doors in disgust and refuse to come back out through the door than the well-mannered British teens.

I have a friend in the animated cartoon business that used to do a great take-off on the Manthlete walk. (Animators have to have a good sense of physical comedy.) He'd stick his behind way out back, throw his chest forward and sway his 45 degree crooked arms back and forth with each bowlegged step. He called it the Flex Fiercely walk.