Siren Song
The following is lifted from an article titled Why Are So Many Smart, Gorgeous Women Single? It’s Almost An Epidemic:
7. We’re Becoming Our Own Husbands.
Thanks to feminism and our ability not only to work but to take on positions of leadership in our careers, women are now able to provide ourselves all the benefits husbands used to provide us. We don’t need a guy to spoil us or buy us a house – we’ve got that locked down already. We don’t even need a husband for kids; if we really want to become mothers, there are ways to achieve that without having to tie the knot with someone we’ll just end up divorcing a few years later.
As Damian Counsell quips in reply,
And you know the worst thing about men these days? Their seemingly endless sense of male entitlement.
Oh, and from the same publication, this.
Ok, R Sherman, that is ALL kinds of cool beans!! You’re my hero, too!
I remember my grade school classrooms and how the teachers of the era set up the classroom. One corner was the “President’s corner” usually with portraits of Washington & Lincoln and the current president with quotes, facts and mini-bios. But another corner was dedicated to the space race and featured whatever space program was current. I grew up watching the corner change from Mercury to Gemini to Apollo.
In reference to the toilet paper dispute. There is no question that roll-under is the only rational approach if there is a cat in the area.
Speaking of unhappy women, meet Catie and Ariel.
Via Orwell & Goode.
What I found astonishing about the Handmaid’s Tale (on TV, haven’t read the book) was that it’s a good approximation of the life of the average Filipina housemaid in Saudi Arabia, but for some reason everyone was speaking English and wearing colorful uniforms.
if we really want to become mothers, there are ways to achieve that without having to tie the knot with someone we’ll just end up divorcing a few years later.
She should just have a big sign that says AVOID.
She should just have a big sign that says AVOID.
As we’ve seen many times, feminists tend to give terrible, potentially ruinous, advice, and often encourage the cultivation of an attitude that’s somewhere between the clownishly obnoxious and the almost sociopathic.
To then bemoan the difficulty in finding agreeable men is… almost funny.
Awesome, smart, single women:
” We don’t need no stinkin’ men!”
There’s a meme for all reasons.
Heh, forgot about the pepper spray option, which given my wife, dangerous things, mechanical things, and pressure situations is probably the better option. Thanks. I’ve had guns on my mind as given the idiocy in this country lately, I’ve been alternatively talking myself into and out of purchasing a gun. Well a functioning one anyway. I’ve accumulated via inheritance a half dozen or so quasi-museum pieces.
Tim Newman has some thoughts.
Well a functioning one anyway. I’ve accumulated via inheritance a half dozen or so quasi-museum pieces.
Define “quasi-museum”. You may have perfectly cromulent shooting irons, age doesn’t mean either unusable or unsafe, anything from WWI to the present will handle modern ammo if it is in decent shape, and it is great sport to go to the range and pull out a 1903 Springfield, a SMLE, or something similar and show up the lot with their Swiss Army AR-15s equipped with optics, flashlights, cigar lighters, corkscrews, lensatic compasses, GPS, satellite dishes, and frickin’ laser beams.
…It’s almost an epidemic.
Yes, yes it is, and the symptoms are devastating.
Another victim, ideology and makeup by Marx.
Meanwhile, something the Chinese wish they had thought of first.
What could possibly go wrong ?
Suspect Spooky Spam is helping the FBI with their enquiries. Account deleted.
ideology and makeup by Marx.
I don’t quite grasp the trend for cartoon eyebrows.
I’ve mentioned before a family gathering in a restaurant, during which I was seated opposite a teenage nephew and his girlfriend at the time, who’d shaved off her own eyebrows and replaced them with what she presumably considered more artistic approximations, rendered in what looked like marker pen. While on a moving train, judging by the result. The new, artificial eyebrows weren’t entirely convincing, or even roughly symmetrical, and seemed vaguely clownish. It was quite distracting, almost surreal, and I had to stop myself staring in wonderment.
Women always overrate their friends’ looks. I’ve met some of these “smart, gorgeous” women and it was immediately obvious why they were still single.
Women always overrate their friends’ looks.
In my limited experience of hearing women judge the looks of others, their definition of “beautiful” doesn’t seem to bear any real resemblance to what I think of in regards to that word.
It was quite distracting, almost surreal, and I had to stop myself staring in wonderment.
And a good thing you did, too. I was once caught staring at a younger cousin’s new girlfriend, who promptly took umbrage that I showed such fascination with her hairstyle and eyebrows and piercings and whatnot.
I asked politely how much time and energy and money she’d spent on her hair and makeup and piercings, and followed up by observing, “Seems a lot of trouble to go to, just to have nobody notice.”
I’m relieved to say that the story has a happy ending: the nephew brought a simply charming young woman to the following year’s family holiday get-together, and they’ve subsequently gotten married and started a family.
The toilet paper article is not very diverse, what about the large proportion of the world’s population who use their left hand instead, are they all in the “don’t care” category?
…what about the large proportion of the world’s population who use their left hand instead…
Well, to be fair, they also left out those who are so gravitationaly enhanced they have to use sponges on a stick, and those who just scootch their butts across the carpet like dogs.
Ideology: Karl (and Robespierre)
Makeup: Karl
Oops! I meant to type
Makeup: Groucho
In my limited experience of hearing women judge the looks of others, their definition of “beautiful” doesn’t seem to bear any real resemblance to what I think of in regards to that word.
In the female eye the beauty of another woman is directly proportional to her sexual distance from men the observing female desires.
Thus her friends who have no chance are beauties, while that svelte saint of a girl over there is loudly and drunkenly decried as a garbage hag.
In the female eye the beauty of another woman is directly proportional to her sexual distance from men the observing female desires. Thus her friends who have no chance are beauties, while that svelte saint of a girl over there is loudly and drunkenly decried as a garbage hag.
[ Starts taking notes. ]
[ Starts taking notes. ]
I think part of it also is, given that women compare themselves to each other, by declaring another woman “beautiful,” they’re secretly hoping that the person hearing such a remark will say, “Oh, but you’re much better looking than her.” That is, by defining “beauty” down, they elevate themselves.
Aren’t cats more likely to unravel TP when it’s over and not under?
Never had a problem with my cats. It was toddlers who taught me to have the toilet roll under not over.
Regarding toilet paper, I’ve never had to worry about it to be honest. I have a gillie who’s responsible for handing me individual use, slightly moist and scented (Sea Breeze) linen towelettes as necessary.
Of course, his official title is “Under Butler of Bum Maintenance.”
” Do mothballs really persuade them to move elsewhere? ”
Tried mothballs in the ‘skunks under the front concrete stoop’ adventure. Nada. Same with filling the hole when they were out. They just dug it out again.
What worked? An evening spent driving 12″ landscape spikes on 2 inch centers to fence off the area under the concrete slab, and then topping the spikes with quick-dry concrete so the little cruds couldn’t move them, which they managed to do the first time I tried the spikes.
Good luck.
Pogonip,
Speaking from experience, the only way to rid of the skunks is to make their favourite home completely inaccessible. As Sort-of-Mad-Max points out they are extremely resourceful.If you block them on the surface only, they will dig under the block.
I had skunks living under the shed. I had to dig a trench three feet deep around the perimeter of the shed. Then I wrapped chicken wire around the bottom of the shed and into the trench. Make sure the chicken wire is well secured to the shed and that it runs at least a foot straight out in the bottom of the trench. Build a one way exit some where close to the surface and fill in the trench. The skunks can get out but they can’t get back in.
You might want to wait until you’re sure there are no small babies living there or the mother will get nasty.
In the female eye the beauty of another woman is directly proportional to her sexual distance from men the observing female desires.
I opened the eyes of a 20-something millenial woman of my acquaintance who was bemoaning her single state by telling her point blank that all women are constantly competing with each other for the best available men, and therefore taking any relationship or dating advice from her female friends was guaranteed to end in disaster as it would always be intended to sabotage her chances. Three months later, she’d settled down with a nice laid-back young chap who has a good job and treats her well. Her friends hate him.
Speaking from experience, the only way to rid of the skunks is to make their favourite home completely inaccessible.
Except for California (of course) and Maryland, flame throwers (and not just that POS Elon Barnum makes) are perfectly legal.
As for trapping and shooting skunks, had a neighbor that did that.
You have no idea how much funk a skunk actually contains until somebody shoots one, and it ALL comes out.
We couldn’t open the windows for days.
We couldn’t open the windows for days.
That’s why I was thinking beer. Get the critters falling-down drunk, box ’em up, ship ’em far away.
“Now on to something of real importance. A skunk has moved in under our porch. I can’t ambush and shoot him because we are in town. Do mothballs really persuade them to move elsewhere? If not, can anyone recommend something that does work? I would like to make the area undesirable to skunks in general rather than hiring trappers every year.”
The environmentally sensitive solution is to release large numbers of coyotes and/or rattlesnakes near your house.
You’re welcome, no need to thank me.
P.S. Alternatively, invite Anna Soubry over or the weekend. Even skunks have standards.
“However as we’re veering OT anyways, any advice on bullet caliber that would hold off black bears?”
A medium size RPG will do it.
Please remember to use with discretion and a credible alibi.
“Of course, his official title is “Under Butler of Bum Maintenance.””
Just don’t read up on “Grooms of the Stool.”
Define “quasi-museum”.
Kentucky rifle with broken off flash pan, lost somewhere between Ft. Luaderdale and The Villages. Smooth bore brass flintlock/something or other with crude “after market” grip. Curious little nickleplated 5 shot Saturday night special that would fire 22 short if I could find a gunsmith willing to manufacture the requisite broken trigger part(s). Granma used to carry it in her stocking, or so I’m told. A .22 rusty Remington rifle that likely would do more damage to the shooter than the target. Some 7.65 (?) FMJ ammo from a German Luger that dear old Dad took off of a dead Jap on Okinawa, the gun for which unfortunately was likely stolen by one of the useless delinquents that lived across the street from us. So yeah, quasi-museum pieces.
So yeah, quasi-museum pieces.
Just so, one never knows. I had an acquaintance who similarly inherited what he thought were museum pieces, but included, among some junk, a remarkably pristine 1944 vintage M1 Carbine, a couple bolt action .22 rifles, a .32 Colt 1903 pocket hammerless automatic (.32 ACP = 7.65X17 like you have, and which split Hitler’s wig), and of all things moderately amazing, a Webley .455 top break revolver.
Am I the only one who doesn’t care which way round the sodding toilet paper goes, just as long as there’s some there?
Life-hack: Always keep a hair-dryer and a suede-brush in the pikanini-kaya. In extremis one dries it out and brushes it off.
Wholly crap, Miss Marx Eyebrows is a special ed teacher. Maybe her clown makeup is to scare her charges into submission.
pikanini-kaya
??? “Pikanini” reads like “pickaninny”, and a web search indicates a similar meaning (though probably not exactly congruent). The phrase above though, I’m not seeing.
Pikanini-kaya: pikanini = little, kaya = house. In my mmm reasearch on this I discovered that this is a term in “Africa” refers to an outhouse. Which are also called WC’s which in “Africa” means “whiteman’s castle”. Heh. The things that come out of “Africa”.
Obviously more reaseach is needed here. But that’s as far as I’m willing to go.
MN Teachers’ Union meeting:
@WTP: Thanks. That makes sense in the context of Brocket’s comment.
. . . I discovered that this is a term in “Africa” refers to an outhouse. Which are also called WC’s which in “Africa” means “whiteman’s castle”.