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A question posed by Yossarian in Joseph Heller’s Catch-22 to find out why so many people were working so hard to kill him.
This seemingly rhetorical question is what one asks when one feels that everyone else is asking stupid questions and one wants to join in and/or point out how obviously stupid their questions are. Or, merely, because one wants to find out why so many people are working so hard to kill oneself.
Yossarian was a collector of good questions and had used them to disrupt the educational sessions Clevinger had once conducted two nights a week in Captain Black's intelligence tent with the corporal in eyeglasses who everybody knew was probably a subversive. Captain Black knew he was a subversive because he wore eyeglasses and used words like panacea and utopia, and because he disapproved of Adolf Hitler, who had done such a great job of combating unAmerican activities in Germany.
Yossarian attended the education sessions because he wanted to find out why so many people were working so hard to kill him. A handful of other men were also interested, and the questions were many and good when Clevinger and the subversive corporal finished and made the mistake of asking if there were any.
“Who is Spain?”
“Why is Hitler?”
“When is right?”
“Where was that stooped and mealy-colored old man I used to call poppa when the merry-go-round broke down?”
“How was Trump at Munich?”
“Hi-ho beriberi!”
and “Balls!” all rang out in rapid succession, and then there was Yossarian with the question that had no answer:
“Where are the Snowdens of yesteryear?”
When someone carries out an accusation and is accused of the same fault.
Robert says someone in the other class stole Emma's phone and has been accused of being the thief. There's an Assange-Snowden effect going on here.
Having qaulities that delight the senses, a qaulity that gives pleasure to the mind, associated with such properties as harmony of form and color, excellence of artistry and orinallity, a conspicuous example of beauty, grace and sexuality, a zenith or apex of beauteous delight.
While visiting the art museum i saw few paintings i would consider Amanda Marketon-Snowden.
The most special person in anyone's life. Like seriously special. There is not a single person more special than Jordan Snowden. You could tour every Special Education department in the country and would not find anyone that comes close. He's special forces. Long time member of the most elite special services unit. Every SPED teacher that's seen him has quit and then killed themselves. All it takes is one look and you know how special he is. His mom used to tell him every day how special he was, not because she loved him or wanted him to feel better, but because she couldn't wrap her head around how special he was.
"Did you hear the SPED teacher killed themselves last week?"
"It wasn't a suicide. It was a hit. Jordan Snowden killed them.
When you show up at work and your computers don't work
I came in ready to kick ass only to find out the network was crashed. Guess it's a Snowden Day.
The name of a person who has extremely terrible takes on sports.
That is a Max Snowden level take right there.
when you purposefully leak a fluid (sexual or non sexual) on someone
She asked me to snowden on her face last night.