This is misidentified on various sites, as being in different years and cities… and reported on several others as AI.
The cars are unreal, lined up unnaturally, and decades older in style than the children’s clothes. There are also variations that look even less realistic.
you’re right—when you start looking at it. the broom protruding from one of the children in the foreground….and what kid plays with a ball in the snow?
I’m beginning to really detest these fabrications made to look real—
The technology is getting more and more capable.. This picture is crude, but some are barely, if at all, detectable.
The rate at which they’re overtaking communication is startling… even magazine ads have fake people in them, or artwork that so closely imitates well known artists, you can’t tell it’s not theirs.
AI also writes the content… soon you won’t know which news is fake or who really did, said, painted, or believes anything.
I’ve seen videos with AI voiceovers so realistic you don’t realize it’s not until they make some ridiculous error in pronunciation that you know they’re not human.
One I watched last night had what sounded like a real announcer, but he kept pronouncing “I’d” as “I.D.” No human says “I.D. like to say __”
Lance Fuller, Jayne Mansfield, John Smith, Natalie Wood, and Robert Fuller at a Wil Wright ice cream drive-in in 1955.
I recognized both women, who were both already famous, especially Natalie Wood, who’d been a child star. I’ve never heard of the guys, but some descriptions mentioned all three as having had roles in 1950s TV westerns. The two named Fuller are unrelated.
A few sites labeled as this as young stars having fun, just good friends, relaxing, escaping from the cameras… Kinda funny considering they’re obviously posing intently for a camera. They probably don’t actually know each other.
As other sites pointed out, it’s obviously a publicity shot.
Looks like a National Honor Society investiture. That teenage girl is going to remember that moment forever. I know.
When I was in high school you could get chosen for NHS in your junior or senior year… by teachers, not by peers.
You had to have good grades, but also leadership and social skills, of which at that time I had zero. Zilch. I wasn’t the least bit surprised to be passed over in my junior year.
I was incredibly surprised to be picked in my senior year. Delighted, honored… convinced my fellow students would never have selected me, only some teacher who didn’t realize I was a dork.
We, too, had a ceremony, and received lighted candles on stage…. but the whole auditorium had been darkened. The only light was our candles, as we walked across the stage and formed a line, in front of the whole school.
As I walked, in the dark, to meet the line forming on the other side, one of my brand new contact lenses fell out. (They were very expensive then… No cheap insurance plans).
I knelt, burning candle in one hand, patting the floor with the other. The next two or three in line stopped to help me. The school turned on the lights, breaking the ambience… and we found my lens!
Lens in hand, I got back in line. The lights went out, and we finished the ceremony.
I thought I’d be laughed out of school the next day… But everybody was laughing with me… patting me on the back, cracking jokes. Probably my best day in high school.
Nice. She’s gotten very nice. I’m sure she has a good excuse.
Dinner, that’s it… she was probably eating her dinner. Whew.
Now, Cleo, on the other hand, isn’t always nice… But right now she’s looking so very sweet. So grateful for her Christmas kibble.
It’s just not natural for her.
Even Clara looks suspicious, and Clara’s not the suspicious type.
I’d ask, “OK, what does Cleo have up her sleeve?”, if Cleo weren’t, you know, a basset hound with no clothes on.
Meanwhile… Did you find nine differences between the panels?
That won’t tell you what Cleo might be hiding with her innocent smile… but it’s fun finding them anyway.
Photographers at Monaco, 1968. Spectacularly unsafe by today’s standards. Laying prone isn’t going to be a great starting position to get away if something goes south.
Dancing to a different drummer…
And turning in a new direction.
Those are penguins, not terns…
Maybe that’s why terning is a new direction for them.
Just shows that, as the Rolling Stones said…
“If you’re out tonight, don’t forget… if you’re on your bike, wear white.”
‘Why is everyone so glum?”
“I was asking the same thing.”
Bet he smells of fish!
He looks very much like someone I used to know, when he was a bit younger than this.
He was indeed a fisherman, kind of a hippie, and lived on a houseboat.
But Google identifies this as having been taken in Istanbul.
Figures.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Feral_cats_in_Istanbul
Yes, they love cats there.
This is misidentified on various sites, as being in different years and cities… and reported on several others as AI.
The cars are unreal, lined up unnaturally, and decades older in style than the children’s clothes. There are also variations that look even less realistic.
you’re right—when you start looking at it. the broom protruding from one of the children in the foreground….and what kid plays with a ball in the snow?
I’m beginning to really detest these fabrications made to look real—
I suppose it’s only going to get worse
You’re only just starting to detest them?
The technology is getting more and more capable.. This picture is crude, but some are barely, if at all, detectable.
The rate at which they’re overtaking communication is startling… even magazine ads have fake people in them, or artwork that so closely imitates well known artists, you can’t tell it’s not theirs.
AI also writes the content… soon you won’t know which news is fake or who really did, said, painted, or believes anything.
I’ve seen videos with AI voiceovers so realistic you don’t realize it’s not until they make some ridiculous error in pronunciation that you know they’re not human.
One I watched last night had what sounded like a real announcer, but he kept pronouncing “I’d” as “I.D.” No human says “I.D. like to say __”
It’s scary.
I am reminded of an aunt lion.
I was thinking tapeworm…
Poor pup reminds people of bugs!
Except…. Okay… I think Happy³ means a bug, and Steve probably thinks that’s a good thing….
But the doggy and I aren’t so sure.
That couch has seen better days… but I’m pretty sure being full of dachshunds hasn’t helped.
You have an infestation of couchhound!
Yes, she’s in there…. much earlier though.
And so blonde she made you not even notice the other famous beauty.
What? The car?
According to the Internet….
I recognized both women, who were both already famous, especially Natalie Wood, who’d been a child star. I’ve never heard of the guys, but some descriptions mentioned all three as having had roles in 1950s TV westerns. The two named Fuller are unrelated.
A few sites labeled as this as young stars having fun, just good friends, relaxing, escaping from the cameras… Kinda funny considering they’re obviously posing intently for a camera. They probably don’t actually know each other.
As other sites pointed out, it’s obviously a publicity shot.
I remember having to snuff out the hair of a girl with hair like that when she backed into a bunsen burner!
Looks like a National Honor Society investiture. That teenage girl is going to remember that moment forever. I know.
When I was in high school you could get chosen for NHS in your junior or senior year… by teachers, not by peers.
You had to have good grades, but also leadership and social skills, of which at that time I had zero. Zilch. I wasn’t the least bit surprised to be passed over in my junior year.
I was incredibly surprised to be picked in my senior year. Delighted, honored… convinced my fellow students would never have selected me, only some teacher who didn’t realize I was a dork.
We, too, had a ceremony, and received lighted candles on stage…. but the whole auditorium had been darkened. The only light was our candles, as we walked across the stage and formed a line, in front of the whole school.
As I walked, in the dark, to meet the line forming on the other side, one of my brand new contact lenses fell out. (They were very expensive then… No cheap insurance plans).
I knelt, burning candle in one hand, patting the floor with the other. The next two or three in line stopped to help me. The school turned on the lights, breaking the ambience… and we found my lens!
Lens in hand, I got back in line. The lights went out, and we finished the ceremony.
I thought I’d be laughed out of school the next day… But everybody was laughing with me… patting me on the back, cracking jokes. Probably my best day in high school.
I hope that young lady’s day was like that too.
I was thinking she did a great job of keeping her cool and not panicking.
Much more confident than I was at that age!
Kansas City – 1901
Pabst apparently hadn’t won its blue ribbons yet.
I think the top of one of the other buildings, farther the street, says “DRUGS” in 10 foot high letters.
But where is the GoComics headquarters?
Well, he can’t read… how do you expect him to know he’s supposed to be missing?
I think he’s claiming the reward.
(sigh)
Missing yours, for sure. Never easy.
Huck Finn, the early years…
Cozy!
“Simple decorating tips, sure to traumatize your children.”
yeah, a fairly creepy fireplace
Now that is a fist bump.
Mount Vesuvius in Italy.
It’s hard to figure out, but I think the picture is rotated upside down, with Sorrento on that peninsula that’s actually south of the volcano.
It’s cut off at the bottom just short of the Bay of Naples, which is actually north.
My first guess.
Vesuvius from the ISS?
Could be. The ones I’ve seen aren’t quite so clear, but I bet they’re getting better all the time.
Not a challenge for the cyclists I grew up with!
Does the missing e in “differences” count?
Fraid not… It’s the same for both panels.
‘Bout time Susan got here with the puzzle solution, isn’t it.
I’m telling you, she’s gotten so… um…. wait… That’s me, isn’t it?
Nice. She’s gotten very nice. I’m sure she has a good excuse.
Dinner, that’s it… she was probably eating her dinner. Whew.
Now, Cleo, on the other hand, isn’t always nice… But right now she’s looking so very sweet. So grateful for her Christmas kibble.
It’s just not natural for her.
Even Clara looks suspicious, and Clara’s not the suspicious type.
I’d ask, “OK, what does Cleo have up her sleeve?”, if Cleo weren’t, you know, a basset hound with no clothes on.
Meanwhile… Did you find nine differences between the panels?
That won’t tell you what Cleo might be hiding with her innocent smile… but it’s fun finding them anyway.
Then you can…
OK; got them all.
Eight, and I can’t believe the one I missed. Some days you just can’t see for looking…
I got seven on my phone.
Photographers at Monaco, 1968. Spectacularly unsafe by today’s standards. Laying prone isn’t going to be a great starting position to get away if something goes south.
what could POSSibly go wrong? safety was secondary in the old days—even for the journalists and spectators
Clouded Leopard.
Snowshoes for paws…
Showing off the alligator print coat she got for Christmas.