Friday Ephemera
Serendipity. (h/t, Holborn) || Forbidden love. || “The latest frontier in denim.” (h/t, Julia) || A guide to public transport seat cover design. || Calling Dr Strange. (h/t, Obnoxio) || Scenes. || Clouds. || Beating organ. || He does this better than you do. || Things “we need to talk about,” #204. || Urine wheels and other pee-related wonders. || The pebble palace and other art gardens. || Evergreen. (h/t, Dicentra) || It’s called making an entrance, darling. || Piety displayed, then sudden difficulties. || Rotational drama. || Slo-mo Taekwondo. || “Weighed only slightly more than a pack of butter.” || Word-pile detected. || At last, competitive slapping. || And finally, I bring you some next-level performance art.
Clouds
I was helping load in a costumer’s convention one time, where we had to pick up stuff here and there, mannequins and costumes and such, where at one point we were getting the truck loaded with most of one load, and then looked way uphill, up the street, noted the advancing curtain of water—Ok, MOVE NOW!!!!!!!
Things “we need to talk about,” #204.
Now, now, Irma Bunt did have Ernst, after all . . . .
Urine wheels and other pee-related wonders
Tidy mouse.
The pebble palace and other art gardens.
Nice staircase . . .
Piety displayed, then sudden difficulties.
As ever . . .
Let’s try that again, not sure what happened there.
Tidy mouse.
At last, competitive slapping.
Fish dance.
And finally, I bring you some next-level performance art.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . Up, or down??
Let’s try that again, not sure what happened there.
. . . . . Apparently in the first time pasting, the first part of the link got dropped.
“l.co.uk/news/article-6821975/PenEtc . . . . .”
Speaking of mice, apparently Disney have been making these since 2013. Why did nobody tell me?
They seem to owe more to Bob Clampett and Tex Avery than ol’ Walt, but dammit, they’re funny. And there doesn’t seem to have been any attempt to
SJW-ify“modernize” them, either (“You got it, toots!”).David, I love you. The black dog’s been biting at my heels again, and your funny stuff, especially Ephemera, always helps.
(Clinical depression runs in the family on my mom’s side, striking the females between the ages of 55-60, so I’m right on schedule. Spells between bouts are lengthening so I am hoping it will gradually fade off, as it did for everyone else.)
Mr. Churchill, will you please come get your damn dog? I sure don’t want him.
They seem nice.
Word-pile detected.
And this is called philosophy, PhD-grade. I might add that against this particular form normal humanity has erected no sound defense except intermittent, informal criticism.
In the 21st Century, therefore, philosophy is itself an existential crisis to which there is no solution.
They seem to owe more to Bob Clampett and Tex Avery
That’s a funny way to spell John Kricfalusi.
Word-pile detected. || At last, competitive slapping.
I see what you did there.
And finally, I bring you some next-level performance art.
Actual LOL
The thing really standing out for me in that Word-pile is not so much the bizarrely heterogeneous concatenation of academic wank-words. It’s the fact that it’s a thesis that is all about the author. It’s Narcissus looking at himself in a book, a grotesquely overlong justification of self-love.
Morning, all.
Actual LOL
I don’t see any art there, any aesthetic, but it is at least quite cartoonish, and might have made for an amusing advert of some kind. Which is something, I suppose.
Baby steps.
The decline of both academia and the mainstream media captured conveniently in one post.
It’s Narcissus looking at himself in a book, a grotesquely overlong justification of self-love.
The word autoethnography should always trigger an alarm for impending bollocks, especially when combined with the standard incantations of “white supremacy,” “neoliberalism,” etc. You’d think the stench of mental death would scare people away. But some seem drawn to it.
The pebble palace and other art gardens.
The Owlhouse, Nieu Bethesda
Beating organ.
Band name.
Socialist theatre:
Via Damian.
I think This is called ‘revealed preference’.
Socialist theatre:
A.k.a. lying.
A.k.a. lying.
A.k.a. business as usual.
I think this is called ‘revealed preference’.
It must be strange to live in a near-continual state of dissonance and pretending. And presumably, of worrying that these dishonesties will be discovered, as above. But such is modern leftism.
Not only is Peterson not alt-right, blogger Vox Day, who DOES appeal to the alt-right, thinks he’s insanely evil and even wrote a book to that effect, Jordanetics.
(Not sure if Vox Day considers himself alt-right or not, but he seems fairly popular with those who do.)
where we had to pick up stuff here and there, mannequins and costumes and such,
Speaking of mannequins….
Not only is Peterson not alt-right,
And note that the author of this smugly ignorant smear, Rosemary Bennett, isn’t some freelancer or newbie, but the paper’s Education Editor – a woman with 17 years’ experience and previous, statusful gigs at Reuters and the FT. Ms Bennett is currently ignoring numerous corrections of her piece on Twitter.
Newsweek Producer
Band name.
Vox Day, who DOES appeal to the alt-right, thinks he’s insanely evil
Somebody linked a few months ago to something Vox Day wrote about Peterson. I didn’t have time to read the whole thing, but at first glance it certainly puzzled me.
This just in: “Mother” is “no longer a gender-specific term.” Please update your files and lifestyles accordingly.
“Urine wheels.” Honest to God, my first thought was “overshot or undershot?”
I don’t see any art there…
No nudity! No menstrual blood! It can’t be art.
At least it’s clever and promises the possibility of self-inflicted violence, so it has a Steve-O kind of vibe going for it. And by violence, I mean real violence. Not the rhetorical kind most often discussed in the clown quarter.
“Impending Bollocks”.
Band name.
Band name.
And now it sounds vaguely lascivious.
The ‘performance art’ would have been more interesting with a pneumatic hammer.
Deploy the diabolical White Man Weather Machine.
Hi pst314,
I think Vox Day gets obsessed with things, like blogger Rod Dreher does. Vox Day was obsessed with trashing the Hugo Awards (science fiction awards) for quite a while, because they are infested with SJWs, like everything else in mainstream publishing. He’s a very rich trust-fund kid so he set up his own publishing house to compete with the SJWs and seems to be holding his own. Good for him. He published Marian Bradley’s daughter’s reminiscences blowing the lid off the sleazy part of science-fiction “fandom,” when no mainstream publisher would touch it, Bradley being revered among feminists for writing a feminist (and very bad) version of King Arthur. Good for him. Then he feuded with science fiction writer John Scalzi. That one was probably a publicity stunt benefiting both parties as Scalzi responded with enthusiasm, calling Vox Day a “racist sexist homophobic dipshit.” (Scalzi has put all his eggs in the SJW basket and so appears to be distinctly nervous about the inevitable day his fans notice that he is OMG SMH a white guy.). After a while Scalzi seems to have figured that being the anti-Vox Day will keep him safe for quite a while so he dropped the feud. Vox Day then moved on to Jordan Peterson, who of course was not even aware of his existence, and at that point it got so ridiculous I quit reading. Vox Day does break stories, e. g. the Bradley story, so I check in every so often but don’t read him regularly any more.
He also subscribes to sorting men’s personalities into groups named after Greek letters, Alpha, Beta, Delta, and so forth. That kind of scheme always reminds me of those women’s-magazine personality tests, but his fans seemed to love it, so good on him for providing it for them. If you enjoy hundred-comment discussions about whether So-and-so is Alpha, Beta, or the dreaded Gamma, Vox Day is your man.
Urine Wheels
The name or our third album. The slight come-back one after the disappointing second one, which 20 years from now will then be considered the superior effort but whose initial success at release was dismissed as being only liked by fan bios.. Do they still have albums? May need to restratigize.
Pogo, voxday also seems to be convinced of a massive conspiracy to run the world on the part of <<>>. Is that the right number of <<<>>>?
I really don’t get his Jordan Peterson fixation though; jp is the enemy of my enemy as far as I’m concerned.
The name of our third album.
[ Looks in mirror, starts practising moody pout. ]
The kids like moody pouting, right?
And flugelhorn solos.
@ Sam Duncan:
….apparently Disney have been making these since 2013.
That was pretty good. As you say, a ‘modernised’ Mickey but still something you’d let kids watch.
Looks in mirror, starts practising moody pout.
Davids place right now.
He published Marian Bradley’s daughter’s reminiscences blowing the lid off the sleazy part of science-fiction “fandom,”
The most tragic thing about all of that – aside from the chold molesting, obviously – is that there was no lid. Everyone involved in the con scene has known about all of this and much more besides (do some Googling for Ed Kramer, the founder of DragonCon) for decades. It’s the worst kept secret in fandom. I punched out in the mid-2000’s because I could no longer stomach the excusing and the defending of these people by the community.
David’s place right now.
Actually, at the moment it’s more like this.
Actually, at the moment it’s more like this.
Too many steak slices will do that….
I think this qualifies as performance art. Pranking the high fashion world with an outrageous outfit and performance
https://fstoppers.com/fashion/youtubers-prank-london-fashion-week-photographers-faking-model-ridiculous-349757
Actually, at the moment it’s more like this.
Funny, I always pictured it more like this. Complete with henchlesbians wearing structured latex garbage bag outfits (at the 3:05 mark).
Everyone involved in the con scene has known about all of this and much more besides (do some Googling for Ed Kramer, the founder of DragonCon) for decades. It’s the worst kept secret in fandom.
I never heard of it until the news broke a few years ago. No awareness at all. But maybe I was not deeply enough involved in that culture.
Pogonip He published Marian Bradley’s daughter’s reminiscences blowing the lid off the sleazy part of science-fiction “fandom,” when no mainstream publisher would touch it, Bradley being revered among feminists for writing a feminist (and very bad) version of King Arthur.
I used to know a lot of Bradley fans back in the 70’s/80’s, and never heard anything about the scandal until the book was published and it was covered by various blogs. The excessive enthusiasm for Bradley always put me off a bit and I never got around to reading her books.
Regarding J Peterson and that NZ bookseller which pulled his book. I just checked their website.
Mein Kampf is still offered. Make of that what you will.
I like the Swedish interviewees who love inclusivity but suddenly baulk at actually having a Swedish Chef in their homes.
Muppets.
And flugelhorn solos.
A man was exploring . . .
David’s place right now.
Actually, at the moment it’s more like this.
Oh, something other than Strangefellows???
I’ve seen those (((((s on a couple of sites, including Vox Day’s. Not sure what they mean but they are probably part of some nefarious plot involving Jordan Peterson.
David, since it’s your site, it’s high time you were asked: What do YOU think of Brexit?
it’s high time you were asked: What do YOU think of Brexit?
I’m in favour. Many of the reasons are listed here, in fairly entertaining form.
Pogonip, it’s a secret handshake way of denoting Jews without actually typing the J word.
Two band names:
Nipples On A Pumpkin
—And extending from The Band, of course,
Band Name
“Weighed only slightly more than a pack of butter.”
[ quietly dries eyes ]
Thanks, Rowdy!
It WAS a secret…
What do YOU think of Brexit?
Brexit festivities, summarized . . .
[ quietly dries eyes ]
“It’s just a collection of cells you Nazi!
Insane isn’t it?
Socialist theatre
Putting aside the Harvard/Newsweek mic drop,
(1) how are dunkaroos and fruit rollups a sign of poverty? Am I missing something? They are luxury kid snacks FFS. Were her peers getting candied caviar or someshit?
(2) among the population who would publicly agree that millennials have never experienced American prosperity, what would you say the spit is between those who are being willfully obtuse (for political gain) and those who earnestly believe they’ve not “experienced prosperity”?
“That’s a funny way to spell John Kricfalusi”
I spent five minutes trying to remember that dude’s name (and in the cold light of day, I still don’t know why I didn’t just search “Ren & Stimpy”). Of course, you’re absolutely right in terms of art style, but I was thinking more about the contemporaries of the original 1920s-’40s Mickey shorts.
Pogonip, it’s a secret handshake way of denoting Jews without actually typing the J word.
So Vox Day doesn’t like Jews either?
I can’t say it’s how I visualized Thompson’s Bar (I’ve always thought of it as a smoky, dark, kinda greasy place, with questionable clientèle and rather butch waitresses), but if we’re suggesting musical acts, I’d like to propose these lovelies: https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=2&v=0HKfjsM2hSw
I’d like to propose these lovelies:
I hesitate to share this, but I started playing the video and The Other Half, seated some distance away, said, “Is it Momoland?”
I hadn’t even reached the chorus, by the way.
“I’d like to propose these lovelies…”
Momoland gets an 8 – but EXID really shifts the floor….
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hfXZ6ydgZyo
What weighed only slightly more than a pack of butter? I missed something.
Or some Red Velvet
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=glXgSSOKlls
or even some Orange Caramel
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Med2XipHJJM
I hesitate to share this
LOL! I recently discovered that video via one of the anime-blogs I follow (Wonderduck’s Pond if anyone’s curious, the proprietor of which is going through a rough spot at the moment, alas).
Liked it more for the visuals than the music if I’m being completely honest, though the bubble-gum audio wasn’t particularly off-putting either. Not sure how I should interpret TOH’s familiarity with the group…
Hmm, did I not hit “post”? Or did the spam filter finally notice me?
[ clicks on each of Elephants’ link ]
Aaaaaaaand my quota for K-pop is full. Though I do find myself quite hungry for some reason.
What weighed only slightly more than a pack of butter? I missed something.
https://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2019/02/27/worlds-smallest-baby-boy-sent-home-months-tokyo-hospital/
World’s smallest baby. Born four months premature. Survived.
Oh, yes, I remember him now! I wish him a happy life and lots of grandchildren to tell his story to.
Son of Pogonip weighed somewhere around 8 lb at birth and was, if I remember right, 22 inches long. His foot would fit in my mouth. A mere 12 years later, it wouldn’t fit in my shoe. 40 years later he’s 6’4” and 260 lb.
It all leads back to when I spilled the Miracle-Gro on my hand while pregnant.
Or did the spam filter finally notice me?
She did. Freed.
And now the comment that didn’t appear…appears! Thanks David, or Spam Filter Goddess.
Oh, that’s K-Pop! I’d read about it but never heard any. And my aunt’s from S. Korea. But we don’t hear much from them and they live on the other end of the U.S.
but EXID really shifts the floor….
Oh-oh. You’ve rattled his chain.
Dear Jabrwok
I am TOH and I’m afraid I have a serious KPOP habit. Checks Google Music “Recently Added” Playlist
The most recent 434 tracks are all Korean.
진짜 좋아 요
The most recent 434 tracks are all Korean.
And people wonder why I blog.
Well, there are worse habits:-D.
I think this qualifies as performance art.
I agree. It actually pokes fun at the modern establishment.
The establishment that woke “performance artists” think they are attacking hasn’t existed for a long time now.
David, why do you blog?
I guess everyone is just gonna let our host DEAD NAME THE SPAM FILTER, HUH?!?
BE [ clap ] BETTER [ clap ] DAVID [ clap ]
What is with the clap and all caps thing? I see it on Twitter stuff linked here, at Insty, etc. I gather it’s some SJW thing – is it like the sassy black woman head-shoulder wiggle/finger snaps thing? At least that is done in real life – is this thing performed or just a twatter emoji thing?
I’m not sure how I’d react if someone actually did that to me. Probably laugh. It wouldn’t end well, I think.
I always think of our bar here as resembling one of those dubious joints Samurai Jack was always wandering into.
“Dead name the spam filter”?
It’s a code, right? David replies with “The ostrich susurrates at midnight” and you hand over the information that saves the world, or at least David’s liquor license?
why do you blog?
I seem to be reasonably good at it. And like most people, I enjoy doing things I’m good at.
Also, tip jar.
Helen Urine Wheels.
Oh, and the hobo with gold that built Tinkertown up the street worked in the carnival circuit across the states and repurposed the gypsy automatons with very tiny handbuilt people, from locally sourced clay deposits.
Of course, this is New Mexico and is streaming in theatres.
Even the graves of previous trailer parks get makeovers.
And finally, I bring you some next-level performance art.
I clicked the link, watched the vid…ok got partway, skipped to the end to test my theory… and it actually wasn’t half bad. Not art, but not eyebleach-worthy, either. It might have been better if he set it up to actually crack and reveal his head at the end. Like a geode, or an egg hatching.
It all seemed rather pointless, once I figured out what he was doing. Maybe the “art” is in conning someone to pay him to do that!
I’m thinking about blogging myself. How long did it take the blog to become srlf-supporting?
Er, sElf-supporting.
Maybe I should learn to type first.
Elf-supporting? I dunno, those elves can be pretty annoying.
Sooooo, Elephants-sensei…just out of curiosity, where might one download Momoland’s oeuvre?
Asking for a friend.
Uri Geller declares Brexit to be cancelled.