Friday Ephemeraren’t
Yes, a chance to assemble your own pile of links and oddities in the comments. I’ll set the ball rolling with some interrupted smuggling; a faint hint of subtext; some unforeseen consequences; some little critters; and this, which is one of these.
Oh, and how to impress the neighbours.
“some little critters”
See? Bugs can be cute when they try. Most of ’em are just lazy.
“Oh, and how to impress the neighbours.”
I just installed a new graphics card. It barely fits in the case. Gotta say, I feel a bit like that guy right now.
But at least I can safely avoid the great space heater scam. (I feel this may be too useful to be true Ephemera, but it’s the best I can do at short notice.)
“A conservative is a liberal who has been mugged by reality.”
*Sniff* I’ll pat you, good dog. I’ll pat you.
and this, which is one of these.
Wow. Is it the Romulan look?
Wow. Is it the Romulan look?
Looking at the end result, it’s hard to extrapolate which particular alluring effect she was going for.
Temporally-anomalous car designs.
Via Tony Moclair.
“Our values.”
Our values
The Times* is similarly trumpeting ‘our’ need to virtue signal by letting this women back in the country.
Just as a reminder, in her interview with the Times she said this: “I see a beheaded head in the bin and, it didn’t faze me at all.”
And their moderators have been busy deleting quotes already today, as it seems their readership is not quite in agreement with the editorial line.
*or The Guardian for Higher Rate Taxpayers as I like to call it
And their moderators have been busy deleting quotes already today, as it seems their readership is not quite in agreement with the editorial line.
Our degenerate media, part 3,046.
They seem determined to present this creature’s decision – to join a jihadi cult that exults in atrocity and random murder – as if it were scarcely more serious, and of no more moral gravity, than shoplifting a pair of tights.
An oldie but goodie: The great space heater scam.
(Well, it’s not quite a scam….)
If anyone has trouble with comments not appearing, email me and I’ll rattle the spam filter.
The great space heater scam.
Oh my.
Five minutes after he made his dramatic exit, I grabbed my phone and typed, “You’re a dick.” I pressed send.
More here.
How to make a name for yourself.
More here.
Wow. That’s not how I remember letters to Penthouse. No wonder nobody’s having sex anymore.
Temporally-anomalous car designs.
They wouldn’t be so goddamn boring, and they would come in colors other than black, white, various shades of gray/silver, and occasionally red and blue*.
I get that idiotic regulations about such things as bumper height, CAFE standards, and Japanese and other manufacturers aping German designs has led to a regression to the mean to the point where the only real style differences are the grilles and taillights, but other than some “retro” cars (Minis, Chargers, etc.) paint these days costs the same regardless of color (unless you are doing some weird metallic/pearl job), so why the bland colors is a mystery. The only good thing about Porsche (spit) is that a 911 still looks like a 911, an no one is going to confuse it with a Kia.
It is almost as if they want to make cars so boring no one wants to drive. Oh, wait.
*(US spec, and I am lumping in the occasional barely discernible pastels with the grays – “Grabber Orange” they ain’t.)
Vital and Important Information.
I’d buy that ’72 Cayenne if such a thing existed. Hell, if I had the time and resources I’d commission one- probably a pre-74 911 front end mated to a VW Variant shell from the A-pillars back, 2.4 Porsche flat six under the boot floor and the 4×4 doings maybe bastardised from a Steyr-Puch Haflinger.
Our degenerate media, part 3,046.
They seem determined to present this creature’s decision – to join a jihadi cult that exults in atrocity and random murder – as if it were scarcely more serious, and of no more moral gravity, than shoplifting a pair of tights.
The Times has now turned off all comments for articles about the junior jihadi. Clearly too much wrongthink.
https://hyperallergic.com/484888/politicize-your-bookshelf-with-colorful-codified-stickers/
I have come to believe the first step in getting woke is to swallow a dictionary and then regurgitate long words at random.
That bright light business, burning holes in the neighbour’s walls. I have a relative who objected to a chapel/church across the road from his house which had installed bright lights to guide the souls of the faithful (well, at least their physical bodies for now) so one night he crept out with a tin of black paint and painted over the most glaring parts of the lights.
The result was no one said anything or did anything, and the blacked out parts of the lights are still there shining if a little less bright. I presume souls are still being saved, so no problem.
‘Burn ’em all down’ is now sanctioned.
http://nomosshere.tumblr.com/post/182816883422
I just installed a new graphics card. It barely fits in the case. Gotta say, I feel a bit like that guy right now.
I can just picture the chap’s neighbours cowering behind the sofa as searing light bursts in through the curtains, singeing everything in its path. “Maurice! They’ve come back! Don’t let them probe you!”
Politicize Your Bookshelf with Colorful, Codified Stickers
I’m reminded of the librarian character in Kingsley Amis’ That Uncertain Feeling being asked by a committee member what his policy on Welsh language books was, and answering along the lines that he’s running a public library, so if the public want Welsh language books he’ll put them on the shelves, but so far the public haven’t been asking for those kinds of books.
These people have gone a step further than the everyday kooks who pester librarians because the collection doesn’t revolve around their pet cause. They want to put color-coded stickers on each book that doesn’t meet their criteria.
Written by or about a white man – pink stickers of shame blighting our bookshelves, bringing us to a crisis of conscience about why we’ve given no thought at all to Nigeria’s literary heritage.
What colour sticker does one affix to the books under the “pretentious twaddle” category?
Which now leads me to wonder if there have been any studies to determine which is the “wokest” colour.
I have come to believe the first step in getting woke is to swallow a dictionary
Or perhaps the book is written with the presumption that in order to cook the dish a five-gallon pot of boiling water is required. It’s amazing how far the loons will go to find fault.
I have come to believe the first step in getting woke is to swallow a dictionary and then regurgitate long words at random.
Or swallow the DSM-II.
“Add a yellow sticker if this book…is written with the presumption that the audience is able-bodied.”
… and a yellow star if it has Jews in it, a pink triangle if it contains gays …
Do these people never listen to themselves?
“The only good thing about Porsche (spit) is that a 911 still looks like a 911, an no one is going to confuse it with a Kia.”
I liked Porsche before they decided everything had to look like a 911. One thing we can be certain about is that if they’d decided do build an SUV in 1972, it would have looked nothing like that.
Cool drawings, though.
https://phys.org/news/2019-02-male-teachers-highly-university-student.html
is the headline
Male teachers are most likely to rate highly in university student feedback
Of course the body of text….
if they’d decided do build an SUV in 1972, it would have looked nothing like that.
Ya, I picture some sort of VW Microbus abomination.
I liked Porsche before they decided everything had to look like a 911
For a moment I thought you’d written “1911”.
Of course the body of text….
And so an article in a supposedly rigorous and analytical publication rushes headlong to a conclusion it hasn’t earned. The authors don’t consider, even momentarily, that the evaluations could be accurate, or fairly accurate – an actual reflection of the students’ learning experience. If the teachers rated highly by students include slightly more men than women, this must be conclusive and damning proof of “bias against women.” The word bias being used no fewer than 19 times.
There being no other conceivable – or permissible – explanation, presumably.
My requirement for a partner isn’t whether they consider themselves a Conservative or Liberal
“a partner”. “they consider themselves a”.
Miss McSweeney needs a grammar book.
Given that none of the article that I could force myself to read included any indication that she is a lesbian, then what’s her rationale for not saying “a boyfriend”, or “he consider himself”?
Newspeak. It’s not just for dystopian fiction anymore.
AMC built an SUV in 1979 that looked a great deal like that, or rather, as an AMC Concord would look given that same treatment, because it more or less was an AMC Concord with Jeep Wagoneer parts.
Although in fairness to the topic, AMC were both poor and quite insane.
“politicize-your-bookshelf-with-colorful-codified-stickers/” — I left the following comment:
“Maybe next year the yellow sticker can signify ‘Written by a Jew.’ And at the end of the event, you can burn them.”
Although in fairness to the topic, AMC were both poor and quite insane.
Mark Donohue begs to differ.
For a moment I thought you’d written “1911”.
Porsche 1911…
Mark Donohue begs to differ.
Perhaps insane isn’t quite the right word, but while they were fully on the rails in a way, sometimes those rails were N-scale while everybody else was HO. And in a different room.
There being no other conceivable – or permissible – explanation, presumably.
I say it is bias, but it’s the good kind of bias. I mean, we’re talking about a bunch of students on either side of 20 years of age, who’ve been programmed from age 4 to recognize that women are smarter, more compassionate, more cooperative, more empathetic, better able to multi-task, more effective at communicating, and in every other measurable and immeasurable way superior to their male counterparts (if “counterparts” is even an applicable label for such inferior beings).
Given this truth, it only stands to reason that expectations would be set accordingly. So a student with a half-competent male professor will be so pleasantly surprised that the student will give him a high mark, while a female professor will (by definition) be perfect, and any who fall short of perfection will be marked lower as a result.
So you see, it’s not that our children have some innate bias against women — it’s that they’ve spent their entire lives listening to women explain how wonderful they are, and have internalized that teaching to the point where any experience short of wonderful leaves them puzzled and uncomfortable.
You’ve only yourselves to blame, ladies!
That “partner” bit referring to bf’s and gf’s is ridiculous. What next? “The law boyfriendship of Dewey, Cheatham, and Howe?”
Grumble.
McSweeney uses boyfriend right throughout the article. It’s in the title and conclusion! A stray ‘partner’ here or there signifies nothing particularly important.
I disn’t read the article, that was just a general gripe. I’m surrounded by people who have “partners.”
“a classic example of how the NYT makes unwelcome stories seem boring by massaging inconvenient facts”
AMC built an SUV in 1979…
Glorious, in its wood applique plumage. Someone in town still had one puttering around when I was growing up. Good for the snow, I suppose.
The other guy who gets almost as much hate as Jordan Peterson.
It’s too late to watch given by Mr. Prager, of whom I had not heard, but I still can’t figure out why people get so worked up about Mr. Peterson. “Clean your room” is rarely bad advice.
Pogonip
I’ve listened and read Prager since the 1980s. He’s the creator of this.
Hmm… blog ate my comment … must be a sign. 😉
Freed.
Hi Darleen
I wonder if the Khan Academy (which I highly recommend, by the way) got the video teaching for ordinary folks from Mr. P?
Paranoia strikes deep, into your heart it will creep…
Not really, just a daily dose of feminist wisdom going on here, so all you men* take notice.
*(Men: noun, synonym for rapists and pre-rapists.)
a daily dose of feminist wisdom
When not being paranoid, she’s a “professional globetrotter.”
Also, someone chose to name their child Brandee.
Also, someone chose to name their child Brandee.
TBF, it could just be her
pole dancingglobe trotting name.The whole thread is beyond parody:
If these idiots really believe this crap, you have to wonder how they get through any day (without medication, that is).
Damn spam filter, please to give it a burnt offering in my name please.
If these idiots really believe this crap, you have to wonder how they get through any day (without medication, that is).
I’m generally quite mindful of personal space, and on the one occasion when I found myself walking down an alley late at night several metres behind a lone woman, I made an effort, insofar as one can, to not resemble a homicidal stalker. But I don’t as a rule assume that the ladies I pass in the street are expecting me to pounce on them.
Damn spam filter, please to give it a burnt offering in my name please.
Done. I ditched the partial copy.
If you take a martial arts class, you will always be assessing the threat in the back of your mind, it’s not hard to do, it’s not scary. Even if you’re talking to a perfectly normal bloke and not some nut with a flamethrower in one hand who’tried to remain inconspicuous for 4 blocks, you’ll be scanning, scanning: “If a fire broke out, what would I do? If the power goes out & we are all suddenly in absolute darkness, who will have a light and who looks like they may panic & need help?” It’s a useful skill & easily learned by women, as it’s not all that different from listening with one ear for that sudden silence that precedes your toddler getting ready to cause a disaster.
I CAUSED a sudden silence once. I had just served my two-year-old Beanie Weenies for lunch and was stuck on the phone with a salesman with whom I could not get a word in. Son of Pogonip wandered off and returned with a can of baby powder. Seeing what was about to happen, I yelled “Don’t powder your beans!” And, for probably the first time in his life, the salesman fell into a long silence.
“Don’t powder your beans!”
The sequel to “Clean your room.”
Young Wendi Rae, who is now complaining about deer-in-the-headlights terror caused by those awful men, will one day be old Wendi Rae complaining about how she’s invisible to men. Trust me on this, Wendi. It WILL happen. Then you can use all that time you spent complaining about men to learn how to spell “Wendy Ray.”
Also, someone chose to name their child Brandee.
Hmmm . . . Brandee . . . . No, apparently that one didn’t get noted in the list of bad baby names.
But there are 65 pages of other examples . . . .
Toda, Sahib – it is hard to tell if something just got caught, or totally disappeared.
Bicyclist of Note.
Nightmare or Incredible. YMMV.
Bicyclist of Note.
That’s exactly how I would have done it.
What?
…it’s not hard to do, it’s not scary.
Maintaining a Condition Yellow mindset is easy, and thus is the one that should be maintained. The Brand’es of the woke bizarro world however live, or believe they are supposed to live, in a constant Orange or Red state.
Rather the targets of abusive relationship manipulation; gaslighting.
“Rather like the targets…”, I meant.
Also, someone chose to name their child Brandee.
TBF, it could just be her pole dancing globe trotting name.
Or it could be that her mother was a pole-dancer.
Do people in the UK customarily say pole-dancer instead of stripper as is done in America?
Bicyclist of Note.
During the entire extraordinary ride, all I could think was “damn, now I have to push this bike back up the mountain.”
Do people in the UK customarily say pole-dancer instead of stripper as is done in America?
A pole dancer and a stripper are not necessarily the same thing. A stripper may or may not include a pole dance as part of her routine, and a pole dancers generally come on stage already in a state of undress.
This has been reported to me by reliable (not necessarily reputable) sources, obviously I would have no first hand knowledge of such tawdry goings on.
Really.
she’s a “professional globetrotter.”
And she’s “linguistics-obsessed!” You can tell from the first line in her tweet.
A pole dancer and a stripper are not necessarily the same thing.
Where I come from strippers are known as French-Canadian folk dancers owing to the large number of young ladies practicing the art who originally domiciled in Quebec.
And yet, it is stated as fact that Nazis are “rightwing”.
a daily dose of feminist wisdom
Wait, what? I thought even the mildest of advice to women on how to avoid being a victim of assault, sexual or otherwise, was “victim blaming”?
strippers are known as French-Canadian folk dancers
What’s gone wrong with Quebec?
And yet, it is stated as fact that Nazis are “rightwing”.
“Unfortunately, our website is currently unavailable in most European countries.”
What’s gone wrong with Quebec?
That would take more than a blog post. 😉
TBF, it’s getting more and more difficult to even find a strip club anymore. Today most of the strippers come from Eastern Europe (according to my lonely, divorced brother). But French-Canadians, in general, have always been more relaxed sexually than us uptight Ontario people. The advent of the internet and all it offers has had a negative impact on live strip shows. Though you’ll find most porn sites offer “French-Canadian” as a search topic…or so I’ve been told.
“Unfortunately, our website is currently unavailable in most European countries.”
Check your email.
Check your email.
Thanks, Darleen. “Progressive Faculty Caucus.”
It occurs to me that a society that allows its children to be educated by its enemies will at some point be obliged to do a little… housekeeping. If it wishes to endure, that is.
a daily dose of feminist wisdom
I’d be surprised by any woman who *wasn’t* constantly somewhat aware of the men around her. We’re generally significantly bigger and stronger then they are, so keeping that in mind is simple good sense. Taking it to a paranoid extreme is bad, but that can be said of any virtue.
“Nightmare or Incredible”
For some reason I thought of John Carpenter’s The Thing while watching that.
Hi Jabrwok,
Feminists object to the necessity of prudent women keeping an eye on the men around us. Biology and human nature being what they are, I have not yet found an alternative.
Hi, Icy Fog:-).
Feminists object to…well, pretty much everything as far as I can tell. Reality.
On which note, Leftist Autophagy (possibly linked on this site before, but still worth reviewing IMO).
TERFs vs. Fake-women
Not a cult, no siree, not a bit.
Not a cult, no siree, not a bit.
Posted by: Farnsworth M Muldoon | February 16, 2019 at 21:35
Ahem.
Meet Hercules & his wonderful, nay, saintly owner Pia:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=zeaSK0h1TL8
Our Values
The “unrepentant jihadi” is “just a teenager,” so “Britain should take her back” — otoh:
If it wasn’t for stubble dandards, the left wouldn’t have any dandards at all.
TERFs vs. Fake-women
I have little use for the Leftist feminists and their misandry. But I believe Prof. Fiamengo dismisses the TERF war (heh) too handily. She states more than once they are merely “men who want to be women” … and while there is a tiny segment of the population who legitimately have issues with their sexual identity (similar to the body identity issues anorexics face), what the trans activists are about is controlling others and demanding celebration of their fetishes.
And they are harming young people in the process. That should worry her.
I’d be surprised by any woman who *wasn’t* constantly somewhat aware of the men around her.
Because you are a nice person, and sane, you think that. But she never mentions strange men. Just men.
I don’t think the women I work with are even slightly worried about my presence alone with them — because they know that if something bad were going to happen, I would be on their side. That is why they will voluntarily suggest that we do some work in the weekend, with just the two of us there. They’d feel less safe if I wasn’t present, not more safe.
And also, who knows when a jar may need to be opened? 😄
My hands are getting weaker as I age; I need a gentleman jar-opener much more often than I used to. (Feminists, take note!)
I need a gentleman jar-opener much more often than I used to.
And spider wrangler.
I like spiders—anything that eats roaches & crickets is a friend of mine—so I always catch them & put them outside.
Yep, that’s why I used “wrangler”. I admire them…but from a distance. 😉
I envisioned an itty-bitty cowboy on a praying mantis, urging a herd of spiders along.
Mark Donohue begs to differ.
Ah, yes. I saw him drive that car at Riverside, CA I was a youngling. I also saw him win the Riverside NASCAR race in an AMC Matador – by two full laps – proving that Roger Penske and Mark Donohue could win in anything*.
Speaking of insane, I also saw Donohue drive this 1,500 hp monster.
(*well, except Penske’s abortive 1975 F1 entry)
(Someone stole my “when”, dammit. How do I report the theft to the henchlesbians?)
When did you first notice your “when” missing?
Speaking of insane, I also saw Donohue drive this 1,500 hp monster.
Porsche powers are weak, this is a monster, 1450 HP* out of a 1.5L four cylinder built around the same block used in BMW passenger cars from 1961 to 1987 – fun fact, the best blocks for this engine were ones that had 50,000 or so miles on them.
*(Qualifying, estimated, the factory dyno didn’t go past 1200)
Weak? Are you mad? The Penske Porsche 917 was so dominant that it killed the Can-Am series.
While you gentlemen swap bits of authentic automotive gibberish, Darleen and I will take that opened jar and go make jam tarts.
Darleen and I will take that opened jar and go make jam tarts.
And thumbprint cookies.