Your Standards Are Holding You Back
Via Rafi, a peek into the world of Brooklyn hipsterdom, where the “unsung heroes of the new new left” – who are “culturally potent” and “extremely online” – gather at a loft party in search of love, and to announce how radical and fabulous they are:
The roster tonight is heavy on extremely online political-media types. The podcaster and performer Katie Halper tells me she’s a fourth-generation socialist from the Upper West Side who used to attend a summer camp once affiliated with a communist organisation called the International Workers Order… Nearby, Sarah Leonard, who, at 30, is a veteran of the lefty-journalism orbit, tells me she’s launching a Marxist-feminist glossy called Lux, named for Rosa Luxemburg.
We learn,
At least in Brooklyn, and the spiritual Brooklyns of America, calling yourself a socialist sounds sexier than anything else out there.
Yes, sexy socialism.
The guests of honour tonight are the creators of Red Yenta, a new DIY dating platform: Marissa Brostoff, 33, a grad student at CUNY, and Mindy Isser, 28, an organiser in Philly. “I was complaining about how socialist men don’t date socialist women and it really bothers me,” Isser says.
Now there’s a sentence. It seems that the ladies and gents who feel compelled to announce their revolutionary ambitions, and their pronouns, and various mental health issues, aren’t meeting quotas for finding each other attractive. Which is baffling, really, given the bait on offer:
Libertarian socialist (28, she/her) seeks similar (27-35, he/him) to join forces against non-consensual power dynamics (capitalism, white supremacy, etc.)
And,
Tall, tired communist seeking friends, casual dating… Likes: citrus fruit, weird music, using progressive stack to cut men off at meetings.
And,
38, he/him, likes women… Maoism and Star Trek.
Ms Isser’s indignation at the thought of socialist women being romantically shunned, even by fellow socialists, was aired in December in a Twitter howling session, during which extensive use was made of exclamation marks. After much exasperated rumbling, Ms Isser concluded that the fault must lie solely with men, and that “straight men are shallow and sexist even when they’re socialists.” Thereby proving that, contrary to legend, ladies of the left are in no way high-maintenance or difficult to please.
“Our politics reflect who we are!!!!!” said she, loudly. Which is rather the problem, I think.
Which is to say, it’s the problem of being a poseur and an insufferable narcissist in a room full of other poseurs and insufferable narcissists. The odds of finding anyone even half as fascinating as they find themselves must be quite slim.*
For those of you morbidly curious, yes, samples from the socialist-only dating platform can be savoured here. I leave it to readers to ponder the frequency with which the terms polyamory, open relationship and nonmonog occur.
Oh, and this:
The yentas aren’t aware of anyone who’s found love through their accounts yet.
Make of that what you will.
*Added via the comments.
Progressive Stacking has an entry on Wikipedia
Interesting.
And with that usage being quite demonstrably completely obscure, as opposed to a more known and noted use of “stack”, no wonder the left wing version hadn’t been heard of . . . .
—And looking back at David’s comment, that struck me as the quite individual use of that collection of techniques that’s quite—again—pulled from the area of coding . . .
And yet…
Either they’re just too damn sexy, or don’t understand that competitive dysfunction doesn’t exactly get the juices flowing.
Or, maybe, just maybe, socialism isn’t as fashionable as they’ve been led to believe.
Reddit:
The word “stack” made me think of the early Apple application called HyperCard which is based on the concept of a stack of virtual cards. Where each card holds data analagous to the information on a card in a rolodex. I used it in the early 90’s to build customer information databases for our sales team’s use. We were a Mac shop back when most organizations were still using dumb terminals or just venturing into dos machines for office automation.
<jedi>These aren’t the terms you’re looking for.</jedi>
I think you are fumbling for tautology. Once caffeinated you can probably grasp it firmly
I am absolutely certain that SJW’s appreciation of the word, “stack” comes from Reverse Polish Notation, because we all know they are mathematical and computation geniuses.
…because we all know they are mathematical and computation geniuses.
Well, duh, everyone knows coding and advanced computer science are core subjects of all Angry & Useless Studies curricula and when SJWs are not discussing Foucalt, Derrida, and Marx, they are assembling mainframes as a hobby.
(It would be fun to watch these clots who can’t operate a dial phone try to use a HP calculator, though)
What is an HP calculator?
Well, duh, everyone knows coding and advanced computer science are core subjects of all Angry & Useless Studies curricula…
Thus: “Learn to code”
What is an HP calculator?
I believe it is calculator designed exclusively to determine the ultimate amount of HP sauce to apply to a specific food under specific circumstances. 😉
What is an HP calculator?
Hewlett Packard pocket calculators. They baffle many because they, using Reverse Polish Notation, have no = key, something many people can not get past.
Instead of hitting the keys 2 + 2 = and getting 4, you hit 4 [enter] 4 +, which makes it very useful for chain or complicated calculations.
What is an HP calculator?
You’re probably too young to remember this but back in the 1970’s Elton John had a song that went…something something something “paying your HP demands forever”. Apparently they had calculators specifically for determining this. I think the UK government issued them. Glad I could help!
You hit 4 [enter] 4 + and get eight…
(read twice, post once)
Thus: “Learn to code”
Y’all whistling past the graveyard again. The millennial generation knows how to code AND they’re steeped in Marxism, cultural or otherwise. Intelligence and critical thinking are not necessarily well correlated.
Don’t listen to Farnsworth…He’s a plant. Reverse Polish Notation indeed. That’s a racist joke played on the stereotype that Polish people do stuff backwards. Which is a stereotype. Because we all know it to be. A stereotype, that is.
The millennial generation knows how to code AND they’re steeped in Marxism…
A few know how to code, but the competent ones have jobs and are not the ones agitating at meetings. The bulk of them can barely manage to turn their phones on without help from some poor guy in Bombay, and their main “computer” skills are pretty much limited to selfies, tweets, watching videos, and playing games.
the competent ones have jobs and are not the ones agitating at meetings.
No, but they are intimidated by and thus financially drained, not necessarily by donations but by the cultural sh*t they dump their cyberbucks on, by the incompetent. Again, intelligence and critical thinking are not necessarily well correlated. And they worship pretend-capitalist Elon Musk as a god. Thus maintaining the cognitive dissonance necessary for their perpetuation.
Don’t listen to Farnsworth…He’s a plant.
Let the Struggle Sessions begin!
“Democratic Socialism”
So it’s like gang rape then, where nine out of ten of the participants are enthusiastic, so the opinions of the tenth don’t matter.
Don’t listen to Farnsworth…He’s a plant.
Yes a green, leafy, low-light, cool temperature loving aspidistra perhaps. 😉
Yes a green, leafy, low-light, cool temperature loving aspidistra perhaps. 😉
“Keep the Aspidistra Flying” was the first thing that occurred to me before I checked your link. 😀
From Andy Ngo, one of Portland’s best “Anti”fa crack computer scientists disrupts another conservative speaker but with more cowbell.
That’s a racist joke played on the stereotype that Polish people do stuff backwards.
Harumpf. The Muldoon Hibernian lineage includes having been hacked by Russians before it was cool, but for part of the last century they identified as Poles…
Y’all whistling past the graveyard again.
How else is one expected to get past the graveyard?
That’s a racist joke played on the stereotype that Polish people do stuff backwards.
Or you could say Poles employ unconventional thinking. I’m of “some” Polish extraction (hard to quantify when the borders over time were difficult to nail down) but you’ve got to appreciate the Polish circular firing squad, the Polish coffee mug with the handle on the inside, and my favourite, Polish shoe tying which involves putting one foot on a chair while tying up the lace on the shoe that’s still on the floor.
Aspidistra ? I had that once, but the penicillin cleared it right up.
Of course it is racism.
I think my Xmas cactus has either converted to another religion or turned to atheism. It’s budding like mad. The buds will probably blast seeing as how I missed a watering, but they shouldn’t be there in the first place.
I like to think of Farnsworth as an atheist cactus. One of the prickly ones.
One of the prickly ones.
No, this is one of the Prickely ones.
Don’t get it, sorry.
Edith Prickely, from SCTV, one of the best comedy shows ever aired.
“Y’all whistling past the graveyard again.”
How else is one expected to get past the graveyard?
Isaac Asimov used to whistle in graveyards…until someone carefully explained to him that this was upsetting to grieving visitors.
I think my Xmas cactus has either converted to another religion or turned to atheism.
Maybe not Pogo. One source believes Christ was born on March 28th. Your cactus could be confirming that.
Yes a green, leafy, low-light, cool temperature loving aspidistra perhaps. 😉
What do you mean perhaps? What did you think I meant?
Or you could say Poles employ unconventional thinking. I’m of “some” Polish extraction (hard to quantify when the borders over time were difficult to nail down) but you’ve got to appreciate the Polish circular firing squad, the Polish coffee mug with the handle on the inside, and my favourite, Polish shoe tying which involves putting one foot on a chair while tying up the lace on the shoe that’s still on the floor.
My wife is Polish…well half, and half Ukranian. We vacationed in Poland 15 years ago. After experiencing a few days there I “understood” my wife a good bit better.
One source believes Christ was born on March 28th. Your cactus could be confirming that.
My wife bought a new Christmas cactus this year. The old one bloomed on Christmas precisely every year. This one just bloomed about three weeks ago and it’s fading now. So it’s more of a Feast of Saint Vartan cactus.
I am now starting the ecumenical Church of the Cactus.
I think our cactus may like our unsoftened water. There are a lot of minerals in it. We have to run a gallon of vinegar through the d/w every week to keep all the little holes from clogging up with minerals. I have also noticed that the brown leaf tips spider plants get from tap water aren’t nearly as bad in this house as they were in other places we lived.
one of Portland’s best “Anti”fa crack computer scientists disrupts another conservative speaker but with more cowbell.
Our betters.
It’s funny, in that, when faced with woke-ling theatre and you strip away the pretensions of political conviction, what you’re very often left with is, “I want to be a jerk. I need to be a jerk. My personality demands it.”
Not entirely unrelated, I don’t think:
I am afraid of those who will punish others for not subscribing to a toxic and oppressive view of social justice. I am afraid, not of actual social justice, but of what some people are willing to do, and are in fact now doing, in the name of social justice [ … ] I am afraid because mandatory [Diverity, Equity, and Inclusion] statements resemble loyalty oaths. They invite an academic version of Havel’s greengrocer, who proclaimed fidelity to communism, not because he supported it, but because he felt he had to broadcast his obsequious fidelity to the ideology of the State.
Not entirely unrelated, I don’t think:
It’s good to see someone else acknowledging the obvious malice and spite, and delight in malice and spite, that underpins so much “social justice” posturing, and which attracts so many woke-lings.
Having seen so much of this behaviour over the years, I tend to think that it starts with some obnoxious psychological inclinations, and the politics, such as it is, excuses those inclinations, and offers opportunities for their expression. Which would help explain the cartoonish, lunatic quality so often on display, and the default imperviousness to factual correction.
Incidentally, Mr Jussim, quoted by Nikw211, above, has been quoted here before.
Bartender! May we have a new topic, please?
I tend to think that it starts with some obnoxious psychological inclinations
I think it starts with those entrusted with the responsibility of running our institutions, especially our educational institutions, abdicating their responsibility to actually do anything. They find excuses not to act, not to deal with problem children or adults, but instead blame society and insist that it was actually past actions that are to blame for whatever the problem at hand is. It is much easier for them to control those who live by the rules of common decency and behaviors than to try to control those who don’t. Thus the “all fighting is wrong” mentality in our schools and the discouragement of prosecuting “petty” crimes like shoplifting and simply passing on such costs to consumers as “shrinkage”.
Strong men create prosperity. Prosperity makes men weak. Weak men create hard times. At some point, hopefully, a critical mass of strong men will form again out of those hard times. But there’s no guarantee and their children are just as likely not to learn from any of this.
I think it starts with those entrusted with the responsibility of running our institutions…instead blame society…
There is truth in both as “society” has set the conditions by, in many areas, criminalizing parental discipline along with doing away with meaningful school discipline, as well as creating boogeymen such as child abduction* & safety which have led to helicopter parenting, all of which which have led to the rampant narcissism among the sprogs, which has led to the feral behaviors we are now seeing across all classes.
*Most are actually runaways, on paper reports an estimate in the US of about 115/year stranger abductions in the US (rate/risk= 1/4/1,000,000). Per WISQARS the rate of nonfatal injury ages 9-19 from all causes 2001-2017 (only goes back to 2001) has declined slightly but whether this is due to actual safety devices or the fact that kids are not allowed do do anything is unclear as injuries such as couch butt and text thumb are not reported.
criminalizing parental discipline
Well, yes. Precisely. Parents who discipline their children are easier to control than those who don’t. For the very reasons I stated. Parents administering discipline are acting. It makes the lazy ones look bad when those actions have positive effects. This is how society got to criminalizing parental discipline in the first place. Holding parents accountable in any way for their children’s behavior would be hard work. Much easier to beat up on the controllable responsible ones.
‘superfluous’ into a noun.
There’s already a variation; ‘Buzzfeed’.
‘superfluous’ into a noun.
Golgafrincham Ark B.
Dean of Diversity and Inclusion.
I think it starts with those entrusted with the responsibility of running our institutions
It’s cliche as hell, but once I had children the impact of education on wider society came into sharp relief. Truly understanding just how blank our slate is as children not on a theoretical level, but in practice, focused the problem for me in a way previously impossible.
We didn’t get here overnight, and the battle to take back the commanding heights of politics, culture, and the economy from the left will be a horrendously expensive and drawn out affair – like any civil war. Though the war has many fronts education MUST be the top priority, lest any gains be wiped out when the system shits out another generation of disillusioned, quasi-literate reinforcements.
Bartender! May we have a new topic, please?
How about “when school children drank booze with lunch”?
“Your standards are holding you back”
There’s barnuts ALL OVER the floor. There’s topic divergence spilling out the door. I can even see beer mugs on tables with NO COASTERS.
What? Are the henchlesbians all on vacation at the same time, again?
Geez, David. This used to be a classy, well-managed joint. And now look at it. You even let me back in, even after I confessed to breaking the mirror in the foyer. (Of course there’s a foyer. You think this is some cheap dive?)
Standards. Huh.
The basic problem is the idea of dating “socialists”.
How boring.
Back in the day, I dated a young woman who was a member of the RCP, Revolutionary Communist Party. She worked at a silicon valley startup in manufacturing, liked hiking, had a killer sense of humor, and had a side gig as a pro gambler / card counter.
Sadly I lost track of her when she went to Minnesota (ayup) because there was a guy there who’d stake her gambling endeavours.
Deena, wherever you are, thanks!
Deena, wherever you are, thanks!
Pics or didn’t happen.
Geez, David. This used to be a classy, well-managed joint
I thinks I was out sick that day. Have you tried the pickled eggs? And I believe the hench lesbians are cutting the Night Nurse with methanol. Don’t ask why I suspect that.
Back in the day, I dated a young woman who was a member of the RCP, Revolutionary Communist Party. She worked at a silicon valley startup in manufacturing, liked hiking, had a killer sense of humor, and had a side gig as a pro gambler / card counter.
See? This is what I’m talking about. Dismiss these leftist douches as simple minded douches at your (our) peril. An intelligent person incapable of critical thinking is a very real and dangerous breed.
Geez, David. This used to be a classy, well-managed joint.
That must’ve been before my time.
The reason there are no coasters is that David foolishly left us alone and we played Frisbee with the coasters, which, thus, are now being chewed and carried around by dogs all over London.
There are ALWAYS nuts around here. A few of them even came out of shells.
Bartender! Some Ephemera, please.
Bartender! Some Ephemera, please.
Compiled. Should materialise just after midnight.
The witching hour!
Thanks!
Are you sure those are all nuts on the floor ? Some of them are heading out the door, and are nuts supposed to have legs ?
Are you sure those are all nuts on the floor ?
Nuts on the floor? Floor nuts? Because of course if nuts on the wall are called walnuts, and nuts on a chest are called chestnuts…
The question is, are they hot nuts?
(David’s going to stick his head in the door any minute and yell at us to behave.)
As long as we’re misbehaving…
https://www.independent.co.uk/environment/nature/comb-jelly-anus-jellyfish-transient-gut-study-a8810526.html?fbclid=IwAR37-tl20oL8bLgDbPcvWL0XsBTaTS7we4v_EXdpTXVJBL418hvND4ATEK8
Suuuure he “stumbled upon” it. Probably placed a weird personal ad.
Well, the pickled “eggs” are giggling louder than ever, so I guess we’d better resume pretending decorum before David comes in waving his spatula and yelling at us to settle down.
You pickled “eggs,” that was NOT what I meant by “waving his spatula.” Cease your disreputable giggling!
*grumble* *grumble* *grumble*. doggone jar of little preeverts *grumble*. in a respectable establishment * grumble* *grumble*
I can even see beer mugs on tables with NO COASTERS.
David, aren’t coasters called something else in England?
I can even see beer mugs on the table with something else.
I think they are called “coasters,” as that’s what David’s always telling us to use. (Hope springs eternal.)
I’d swear I read some other term, maybe in a Terry Pratchett novel.
I have a Terry Pratchett in the stack somewhere.
Seems like every time I want to read something funny, I head back to Bertie and Jeeves, which is why poor Terry languishes unread.
“U can’t spell BDSM w/out BDS!” begins one.
This rather does make me want to reach for a bullwhip.
How about “when school children drank booze with lunch”?
David, aren’t coasters called something else in England?
Finally remembered it: “beer mats”.
“He tossed a couple of mats on the table and put their drinks down…She lifted her beer mat carefully and glanced at the underside…”
Finally remembered it: “beer mats”.
Beer mats are cheap cardboard things. Ours are much classier.
“when school children drank booze with lunch”
If I recall correctly, in “Wine and War” the Kladstrups say that the daily wine ration was critical to the morale of French soldiers.
For the British it was, of course, beer and rum.
“The King, God Bless him”: