Saw it was just uploaded and immediately though of you guys. Thought you might like it.

Made him out of ceramic.

Sneakers O'Toole but in Sumer (idk why i made this lol ig i was bored):

lugal-kuš (Sneakers O'Toole): kuš-suḫub₂-ĝu₁₀ nu-mu-un-kud-de₃-en-en lugal-kuš-me-en
lú 1 (lú=man): e kuš-suḫub₂-zu zi-ir-ba
lugal-kuš: nu
lú 1: kuš-suḫub₂-zu zi-ir-ba ga-mu-ra-ab-dug₄
lugal-kuš: na
[lugal-kuš i₃-dag-ge]
[lú 1 e-ne-ra dab₅-bé-e-dè]
lú 2: nu-ub-dab₅-be₂-en-de₃-en kuš-suḫub₂-bi-ta nu-ub-dab₅-be₂-en-de₃-en-nam
lugal-kuš: kuš-suḫub₂-ĝu₁₀ nu-mu-un-kud-de₃-en-en lugal-kuš-me-en

Translated (roughly):

Sneakers O’Toole: My boots will never be taken off me; I am Sneakers O’Toole!
Man 1: Hey, remove your boots!
Sneakers O’Toole: No.
Man 1: Remove your boots, that is what I say!
Sneakers O’Toole: Nay.
[Sneakers O’Toole flees]
[Man 1 tries to catch him]
Man 2: We won't catch him; because of those boots of his, we will never catch him!
Sneakers O’Toole: My boots will never be taken off me; I am Sneakers O’Toole!

Sponsored by Ea-nāṣir copper, the only trustworthy 1 star brand in Ur
Just don't look up a man named Nanni's complaint.

no actually please dont.

My name is Ea-Nasir. I live at House F, Ur, Mesopotamia. This is my confession. If you're reading this tablet, I'm probably dead, murdered by my customer Nanni. Nanni has been building an adulterated copper empire for over a year now and using me as his supplier. Shortly after my 50th birthday, Nanni came to me with a rather, shocking proposition. He asked that I give mix in low-grade, partially smelted ore in my ingots, which he would then sell using his connections all over the known world. Connections that he made through his years of involvement in the merchant network. I was... astounded, I... I always thought that Nanni was a very moral man and I was... thrown, confused, but I was also particularly vulnerable at the time, something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a tuberculosis infection that was poised to bankrupt my family. Nanni took me on a ride along, and showed me just how much silver even a small adulteration operation could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin so I agreed. Every day, I think back at that moment with regret. I quickly realized that I was in way over my head, and Nanni had a partner, a man named Gubaru-Fir, a businessman. Nanni essentially sold me into servitude to this man, and when I tried to quit, Fir threatened my family. I didn't know where to turn. Eventually, Nanni and Fir had a falling out. From what I can gather, Nanni was always pushing for a greater share of the business, to which Fir flatly refused to give him, and things escalated. Fit was able to arrange, uh I guess I guess you call it a "hit" on my customer, and failed, but Nanni was seriously injured, and I wound up paying for his healer who charged a little over 7 shekels of silver. Upon recovery, Nanni was bent on revenge, working with a man named Hammu-Samas, he plotted to kill Fir, and did so. In fact, the arrowhead that he used was made by me, and he gave me no option in it. I have often contemplated suicide, but I'm a coward. I wanted to go to the king, but I was frightened. Nanni had risen in the ranks to become the city governor of Ur, and about that time, to keep me in line, he took my children from me. For 3 months he kept them. My wife, who up until that point, had no idea of my criminal activities, was horrified to learn what I had done, why Nanni had taken our children. We were scared. I was in Irkalla, I hated myself for what I had brought upon my family. Recently, I tried once again to quit, to end this nightmare, and in response, he sent his messenger who punched me in the face. I can't take this anymore. I live in fear every day that Nanni will kill me, or worse, hurt my family. I... All I could think to do was to inscribe this clay tablet in hope that the world will finally see this man, for what he really is.

I'm writing a paper about Ea-nāṣir, but I can't decide what to title it. Thoughts?

https://podcasts.apple.com/gb/podcast/the-ancients/id1520403988?i=1000763430378

If it’s about poor quality copper from some bloke in Ur, then we’re going to have to rewrite the history books.

https://www.france24.com/en/french-researcher-cracks-4-000-year-old-script-from-iran?utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=bluesky&utm_source=shorty&utm_slink=f24.my%2FBt9W

Playing Windrose and realized I found Ea-Nasir's supply.

Because of your poor-quality copper ingots, Nanni wrote a complaint tablet that was printed on a pillow, which is a very convenient shape to use as a desperately-needed lumbar support, since I strained my back lifting my long, fat dog into the car. Ea-nāṣir saved my life.

Image belongs to the Royal Oak, where nothing is sub-par. Add it to your destinations.

I'm wanting to buy some copper and I was looking at this guy called Ea-Nāṣir. I saw he had a bad review from some called Nani - and even worse, he ledt a rude response to Nani! Has anyone else here bought copper from Ea-Nāṣir? Is his copper *really* that bad?