Friday Ephemera

https://countrysquire.co.uk/2016/11/30/livingstone-staff-celebrated-911/
Livingstone Staff Celebrated 9/11 (posted in wrong place before).

I just learned today that raspberry flavoring used to come from beaver anuses.

Cultural appropriation??

Morning, all.
I want those SJWs to go to Japan and tell them to stop putting up Christmas decorations, playing Christmas carols and eating fried chicken from KFC for Christmas dinner cuz … cuz …
As someone notes below the tweet, they’re basically a modern twist on the guy holding the sign announcing “The end is nigh.”
Oh, and this lady has discovered what’s been holding back feminism.

I don’t know whether to laugh, cry or throw up!
He paints a vivid picture. And copes remarkably well, all things considered.

Adds DRONEGUN TACTICAL DRONE JAMMER to Christmas List.

Also, you’re looking quite fetching in the photo.
If anyone scores a date via this place, I expect my standard fee.
Also, photos of the wedding.
And at least one of the children has to be named after me.

Also, you’re out of ice.
[ Beckons henchlesbian. ]
“Prepare the jet. We’re heading north.”

Regarding the first commenter’s link to the restaurant in Grand Rapids, that town is the perfect storm of progressive wannabe, aging middle-American meek passivity, a gutted urban economy going on fifty years, and a former industrial base closer to a century gone.
It’s the Rust Belt meets Berkeley California meets Iowa farmer subsidy dependence and then decides to go all SJW-style zeal and neo-puritan moralism without ever achieving Portlandia’s thriving charm. It’s probably among the most toxic combinations possible outside outright frontier-style reverting anarchy just across the state in Detroit, where it’s nearly Thunderdome. And owing to virtually nil costs, Detroit has the advantage of attracting real entrepreneurial creativity and endeavor.
GR is Moscow but without the beaches, the weather, and the theme parks.

Imagine the ladies of the Sports Illustrated swimwear issues but with thigh holsters, shiruken belts and inhuman upper body strength.
Don’t tease me.
(So, is it possible for an “ephemera” thread to veer off the rails?)

RS
Is that Andrea Dworkin? Just guessing, but it could be a beaver’s anal glands.

Completely OT (topic? We don’t need no stinking TOPIC!), but: I spotted this from a link at Twisted Sifter and feel compelled to share. The article itself is no more coherent than one might expect from a professor of history pontificating about the technologically-driven “future of work” but the comment thread is…
Actually, words fail me. The breadth and depth of ignorance about how the world works today, worked in the past, and might work in the future is the most stunning I have encountered in some years.
Here’s the line that prompted me to post this.
Commenter A notes: I suspect the other suggestions to “share” or diminish property rights might hold the answer. However, I can’t imagine what form this would take and how we could possibly transition away from our current system.
Commenter B replies: Complete interaction. People could establish a world register of identities, whereby each person gets asked what they want as a routine. This would include all people on the planet.
https://aeon.co/essays/what-if-jobs-are-not-the-solution-but-the-problem
I’d suggest reading the whole thing, but even my strong stomach has only allowed me to make it halfway through the comments.

That puppy video is hysterical!

Wow, that is some weird shit logic going on there Fred!
“When work disappears, the genders produced by the labour market are blurred.”
Capitalism is to blame for everything — even our dangly bits apparently.

The labour market produces genders?

Piper: Sure it does.
See, every type of job or employer / employee relationship has its own tasks, stresses, social relations, reputation, compensation, and hierarchy.
This set of facts produces an intolerable strain on the fabric of gendersexual space-time, resulting in the creation of new genders, thus (at least partially) relieving the strain. It’s a bit like the old “Steady-State” theory, which will soon replace the awful “Big Bang” theory, which is clearly the product of a rape-centric cismale pseudo-culture.
(You may think I am just hand-waving here, but no. I am actually honing my skill set to be ready for full employment when the SJW version of Physics takes its rightful place in the world. You bums are gonna be left behind.)

This guy is a history professor??
A disciple of the Zinn Messiah, no doubt. :-/

Brilliant.
Children of Darkness
(see an old friend at the -3:10 mark)

https://twitter.com/spikedonline/status/804966545051058176/photo/1
I thought this was good

Roombapoopinator: the dude had to chuck the rug…
Damn, that rug really tied the room together man!

Damn, Jonathan, those self-appointed thought police were creepy as hell.
I don’t have that kind of patience. That’s why I very rarely wear anything with a political message.

I don’t have that kind of patience. That’s why I very rarely wear anything with a political message.
@Spiny Norman
The only problem with that idea is such as the one I experienced once – it was a Saturday morning and, yes, I admit it, I was somewhat worse the wear from the evening spent in the pub the previous night.
I had gone out to pick up some basic groceries and some Saturday papers – which happened to include The Guardian as well as The Times.
I’d decided I couldn’t be bothered to shave, threw on a black hoodie and jeans and set out.
What I hadn’t known at the time was that the EDL (English Defence League) had set up a march through the town for that day and, in response, the Anti-Fascist League had set up a counter-demo in response (which I’d also had no idea about).
As I waited in a shop doorway on the high street for the Anti-Fascist Demo to pass by, all of sudden, one young man with Trotsky glasses, hair and beard – who until that point had had his arm in a vice-like grip around the neck of a young woman – presumably his girlfriend – broke rank and rushed at me.
Right in my face, and I do mean right in my face, he screamed “EDL!! GO TO HELL!!”.
I was quite taken aback by this – not to mention embarrassed. The women who’d been sharing the doorway with me to allow the protest march to go by shrank away from me as if I was poisonous.
But my point is this – I was a pasty-faced white man in his late 30s, unshaven, wearing a black hoodie and carrying a carrier bag with some simple groceries and newspapers (broadsheets, bear in mind!).
There was literally nothing about my appearance or actions- except my appearance that is – that warranted that sanctimonious little shit yelling in my face at the top of his lungs “EDL!! GO TO HELL!!”.
I had quite literally done nothing to provoke that except be slightly hungover, unshaven (after a day only mind) and in the wrong time at the wrong place.
How this kid could seriously take part in a march protesting against judging people by their outward appearance without realising the irony of his actions is, quite frankly, completely beyond my ken.

I think that one deserves a post of its own. Thanks, Jonathan.
No problem. I’m celebrating by having a second glass and basking in the thought of the leftists triggered by this man becoming Secretary of Defense.

The Superman cartoon (It would happen and you know it) was great.
Even more awesome was that has stirred up enough “controversy” over the sexist portrayal of Lois (I think) that the artist feels he has to say that it was a bit of fun and not intended to be sexist.
http://brakken.tumblr.com/post/153857741977/to-clarify-something
I’m gradually losing my faith in humanity.