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.
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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”.
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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.
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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.