Friday Ephemera

Who knew that Merkel was bringing in a million Ghandis?
https://museumsvictoria.com.au/immigrationmuseum/whats-on/mahatma-gandhi-an-immigrant/

https://www.eventbrite.com.au/e/inclusive-workplaces-for-better-organisational-outcomes-tickets-44429423602
Do you have Shona Barrett on your books Mr Thompson? She does enjoy cocktails you know. So perfectly able to demand organisational change for inclusvity yo.

“You know, for kids.”
“Not suited as a toy ! Nicht als Spielzeug geeignet !” WTF?
“Edinburgh, 1920”
Captioned with the modesty for which Edinbuggers are renowned, I see.

How did that happen, then?

I found an alternative to the blogging thong!

º|º

You’ve been doing it wrong forever.
https://www.fieggen.com/shoelace/

Hmm.My link to the shoelaces site was there, then not. Is it my first time in the Trap?

David R. Click — Sept. 2, 1928 – April 17, 2018

Fort Ord, CA, 1950

This thing here is one of these.
That’s lovely.

Ok…what crap is photobucket pulling?
I go to sleep for a few hours and Darleen gets drunk and trashes the place.

Chillin Harlem. Click for the interesting pic. Scroll down into the comments, for raging flame war about comma usage.
Sounds like fun, especially when the Oxford commantery comes in . . . Only all I see ranges from rent control to cars of the era . . . It’s the Harlem picture you’re finding the comma war below?

Who knew that Merkel was bringing in a million Ghandis?
Ghandi wasn’t exactly complimentary about the indigenous population he found in South Africa.

Batvan.

a jumpsuit that flashes and vibrates whenever asteroids approach the Earth.
When S.M.O.D. arrives I don’t want to be seen wearing that thing.

Is the most beautiful thing in the world.
It does have aesthetic properties, which is something that sets it apart from many contemporary offerings.
True, yet western cultural classicism risks rejecting too much of the art world that doesn’t hew to a certain of its acceptable intellectual structure. It tends to predicate itself on its membership: The Dutch realists were among the greatest artists … despite being the photographers of their time. The Greek or Roman classisists were likewise, provided there was some spiritual or preferably religious import. Norman Rockwell, now there was an artist because traditional Americana, and so on. But you can keep those hippie Impressionists. And like that.
This Thing Here is living, organic, primal, surreal, original, and has elements of abstract and natural beauty to awe (which it did me). How they did it is unknown, probably technically highly astute, and bleeding edge. Computer-driven, it gives no reference to the mechanical or programmed at all. The whole thing instead speaks to some ancient genesis – original earth or the voice on the water – which grants it a creative sense that to me at least transcends the structuralism that restrains art more than it should.
That comes off like one of them damn fool progressive liberals I realize, yet that’s part of the point. Predictability never cuts it, classical or otherwise, and we’ve abhorred the great bulk of the modernist movement for decades. The same is true in music – there’s nothing worse than novel and abstract for its own sake, but surely there’s nothing better than paring down an original piece to its elements. Consider Bach, who only embellished and filigreed themes as simply elegant as they were elemental. (Or good jazz; the art of the missing notes.) I’ll take a Bach over the official voices like Handel ten to one.
It is possible to create new genres not for the aimless point of doing so – as this blog uniquely documents – but to knock the artistic element out of the park. This Thing Here does that, and without a classic architectural spire or a romantic 18th century figure or a member of nobility in it…

If you happen to work for the New York Times and have a book out, your book is more likely to stay on the [bestsellers] list longer and have a higher ranking than books not written by New York Times employees… If you happen to have written a conservative-political-leaning book, you’re more likely to be ranked lower and drop off the list faster than those books with a more liberal political slant.

Here.

a jumpsuit that flashes and vibrates whenever asteroids approach the Earth.
I think the vibration function could be situated much more, erm… internally. Then, when the sweet meteor of death arrives, the wearer will race to a truly cataclysmic orgasm, or orgasmic cataclysm. Either way, when the world ends, you won’t mind a bit.

Meanwhile, in the world or art, Male artists wonder whether they can work with the female form, while the world questions what their intentions were in the first place.(Illustrations possibly NSFW)

…And the question of the moment has become: Is it still an artistically justifiable pursuit for a man to paint a naked woman?…Brooklyn-based painter Kurt Kauper found out how tricky painting the female nude is earlier this year…The website Artsy quickly sized up the problem he might encounter in an article called “The Perils of a Man Painting Naked Women in 2018.” The perils soon became real when critic Brienne Walsh reviewed the show for Forbes…To Walsh, Kauper demonstrated a “white male” viewpoint of art history, “full of gaping holes.” [Now there is a poor choice of words] She also ruminated on “how disturbing a shorn vagina [another anatomy class failure there] looks — to me, it implies acquiescence to porn culture, to a patriarchal society that prefers that women not smell, not offend, not grow up beyond little girls.”

Of course. RTWT – there is a quiz at the end where you must guess whether a man or woman painted the picture – trust me, it is easy.

my condolences, and hand salute to SFC Click.
Thank you, Farnsworth. It’s one of my fave pics of my dad — the man who always made sure there were no monsters under my bed and made sure the closet door was tightly closed.

Darleen, my thoughts are with you and your family. That was a time when men were men. I recall in the 60’s, all of my friends’ dads, not to mention my own dad and uncles were veterans of either WWII or Korea. On one hand, they were “just” our dads. On the other, they were larger than life, having shared something we never would. Still, they came home, married their wives, loved them, worked hard, raised their kids, wanted something better for them (us) and made sure we achieved it.
Thank God for them.

my condolences,
Mine too. Only just noticed the second date above the photo.
Have a large one on the house.

The students also think the university should refrain from punishing them, because any punishment would contribute to their mental health problems.
Apparently, they will be “traumatised” by their actions having the customary and foreseeable consequences. Consequences to which they agreed, in writing, on arrival at university.
The word unfit comes to mind.

My condolences, Darleen. A good life well lived, by the sound of it. Although I didn’t know your father, I shall raise a glass of something in his memory.

A large what? Given the bar snacks, the mind boggles.
Condolences.

Meanwhile in Uganda…
http://www.okayafrica.com/ugandas-president-wants-to-ban-oral-sex-museveni-says-the-mouth-is-for-eating/