Friday Ephemera
Ah, the wonderment of a child. (h/t, Holborn) || Assorted science-fiction dime novels, circa 1890-1910. (h/t, DRB) || Upmarket scenes. || How to make Korean ice-cream rolls. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || Iconic consoles. || Coat hangers, obviously. || She does this better than you do. || Art exhibit of note. || Technically correct. || Woke casting call. (h/t, Allan) || They found his skull and trousers. || Twofold Inc is a game. || If you snigger at this, even a bit, you’re a terrible, terrible person. || Always respect the media. || Mural of note. || More snuggest of snug fits. || Heh. || Effective but inadvisable. || “I am unable to can.” || Upscale construction set. (h/t, Things) || And finally, today’s words are escape velocity.
I’m a terrible, terrible person.
Upmarket scenes.
Fifteen quatloos on the one one in white.
How long, oh Lord, how long
https://www.nbcnews.com/news/asian-america/andrew-zimmern-apologizes-after-criticized-offensive-comments-about-chinese-restaurants-n940921
Will sane people put up with these woke lunatics?
Rayna met a robot on the street and instantly declared her love for it.
Roll em!
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Mural of note.
Meh. The Kansas City (Missouri, not the fake one in Kansas) Public Library did it better, and in 3D.
I still like it.
Fifteen quatloos on the one in white.
At least she shaved.
today’s words are escape velocity.
I want to believe.
Morning, all.
At least she shaved.
I fear I’m seeing things I wasn’t meant to see. Still, I do admire the lady with no shoes but a magnificent hat – the one who, despite the brawling, shrieking and flashes of underwear, refuses to be diverted from her mission at the bar.
That’s class, that is.
If you snigger at this, even a bit, you’re a terrible, terrible person.
I’m not even sorry.
Coat hangers, obviously.
Who *doesn’t* buy coat hangers?
Who *doesn’t* buy coat hangers?
Savages.
Re: Andrew Zimmern – never explain, never apologise.
I have never eaten in one but I thought it was widely accepted that PF Chang’s food is dreck? Certainly most Chinese restaurants in the UK are awful. It would be pretty easy for anyone of any race to make a better job at it.
The idea that only Chinese people can cook Chinese food is for morons.
Upmarket scenes.
After watching the cultural activity, my first thought was that the only thing missing was 50 gallons of partly melted jelly. Perhaps the ladies thought they were at a gypsy horse fair?
Further to the Roger Scruton / New Statesman saga, mentioned here, Tim Newman has some thoughts:
Again, it’s worth pondering what kind of person publicly exults in his own dishonesty, as if it won’t be found out within minutes – or when discovered, won’t matter to his readers.
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This is dated March 27 2019:
George Eaton, deputy editor of The New Statesman, talks to Lucy Skoulding about breaking into the profession and why, now more than ever, we need skilled journalists to advance the truth and shape the debate.
The boy George, in his own words, on “why, now more than ever, we need skilled journalists to advance the truth and shape the debate.”
Well, this should be good (my italics)…
When asked about the importance of social media, George said it “helps huge amounts, I’m a very active tweeter [ … ] Twitter is incredibly useful in helping me think about subjects to write about but you also need to be reading widely. Try to understand your opponents’ arguments and think about what you can learn from them.”
Shurely shome mishtake?
George said his favourite part of his job is “the chance to interview so many interesting people …
Well, I suppose that part has some truth to it.
“In some ways, I think [distrust of the mainstream media]’s entirely justified,” George said, …
“A challenge for journalism is the rise of social media and the fact it allows false information to spread like wildfire.
Why, you don’t say?
I think it’s an important time for trusted, credible titles to remain relevant and prominent. Journalists must win the trust back they have lost. It’s not enough to lecture the public, you need to earn that trust and have a degree of mutual respect and I think one benefit of social media is that if something is wrong, audiences have a platform to call this out.”
There’s an awful lot that could be said about that particular paragraph in light of his Scruton interview and the subsequent fall out – especially as these comments were published a mere two weeks ago.
But one of the most telling to my mind is the underlying assumption that journalism involves “lectur[ing] the public”.
That, I think, speaks volumes.
especially as these comments were published a mere two weeks ago.
That, as they say.
Nope.
Watched it 3 times.
Still couldn’t see the gorilla.
Or the basketball players.
Regarding the New Statesman’s latest exercise in dishonesty, Ben Sixsmith has more.
Did you all like the black hole? Too bad! Anish Kapoor has purchased exclusive rights to it. He calls it, “Anish Kapoor’s A##hole.”
In the past few days alone we’ve had the panic about Roger Scruton, Cultural Marxism and Paul Embery. It seems there’s been a sudden step change concerning punishing wrong think!
There aren’t enough terribles in the world to describe me then, because I didn’t merely sniggle, I bust a gut laughing.
And no, I will NOT report for re-education.
the panic about Roger Scruton
I wouldn’t call it a panic. I’d call it part of the ongoing program to punish and silence all who oppose the left. If they’re doing it more now than ten years ago, it’s only because they have more power to do it.
I’m a terrible, terrible person.
I’m a terrible, terrible person.
I’m taking names.
Upmarket scenes.
Viscious women. They know how to do the most damage. Each of them tried to kick the other in the fake breasts, hoping, I’m sure, to cause a rupture in the bag followed by a deflating leak. There was more body filler in that video than I had in my 1968 Toyota Corolla rust bucket.
I wouldn’t call it a panic. I’d call it part of the ongoing program to punish and silence all who oppose the left. If they’re doing it more now than ten years ago, it’s only because they have more power to do it.
Well let’s be clear, I’m not in a panic, but when you read the comments of the left, they certainly seem to be. I suspect it’s mostly theatrics but the reality is that it’s awfully effective. My point is simply that the threshold seems to have changed recently and I might speculate why.
I suspect that it’s related to recent coverage of anti-antisemitism in the Labour Party. I know a few people who, despite it all, remain loyal to that party. Their response when I ask why, is initially to say “it’s all overblown”, but when you quote specific examples, they change tack to say “it’s much worse in the Tories”. Hence their need to find racism where there isn’t any and why it’s particularly important now. As to whether they actually have more power, well the power in two of these instances was with the Conservatives to say “no”, but they are still wedded to the idea that they can win over the London crowd by admitting they are the wicked Party.
If you snigger at this, even a bit, you’re a terrible, terrible person.
I too LOLed. I am literally Hitler.
G… f… dammit! I accidentally closed the tab. Well, I’m not typing all that again. You’ll have to make do with “Well done, everyone” and just imagining a bunch of entertaining and intriging links.
I can confirm that I’m a terrible, terrible person though. I tried, honestly I did. But those eyes…
Lay off the games, DT, you are still on probation after the potato one.
you are still on probation after the potato one.
I’m not even sorry.
Who in their right mind would shell out£750 to wear something just to fanny* about ?
*(I am lead to believe Fendi also sells a Brazillian version, it is unclear if there are PoC versions.)
“Oh, the things you see when you haven’t got your gun.”
– Mrs Slocombe, “Are You Being Served?”
Dean Yuckoo (sp?) is having trouble with her dentures. She keeps tripping over her vowels and cannot pronounce the letter “r”.
If I am required to attend a training class as part of my job, I must be compensated for that time. (At least in the US this is true). If participation is voluntary, compensation is not required.
Maybe the actors could all receive the same pay and then the white actors could – voluntarily, mind you – pay reparations to the POCs for being responsible for all the horrific evils of the world such as slavery, islamophobia, and traditional marriage, and none of any of the good and wonderful things, like flush toilets, and Twitter.
Re: Heh
I’ve wondered what PhD candidates in Philosophy were up to these days. Apparently, there is work in meme-ing.
Iconic consoles.
The first big HW I programmed was a IBM 360/65. Big console covered with blinkenlights showing various register states. Came in one night and there was an audio speaker jacked in to one of the light positions. Eventually I discovered a tech way around the other side of the CPU, who was tweaking something or other. He was observing the effects of his mods simply by listening to the tones produced.
The next year the lab got a 370/158 VM, whose panel was quite boring in comparison. This boring trend continued until I worked on a Data General MV/8000. (C.f. Tracy Kidder’s “Soul of a New Machine”). We attached a display screen which graphically showed what parts of the microcode instruction address space were being used. Quite hypnotic, and really useful for speed tuning work.
If you snigger at this, even a bit, you’re a terrible, terrible person.
Arkansas Man and another Arkansas Man . . . . . .
When I was a kid I had no idea that you could buy rubber bands (or as known in Pittsburgh, gumbands) in a store. I thought they all came wrapped around the evening newspaper. I also remember the first time it dawned on me that you could buy boxes of nails ALL OF THE SAME SIZE. I mean, I felt stupid when I realized this, but wandering down the nail aisle at the hardware store at the age of seven was almost as exciting as a trip to the pet store.
The left summed up nicely by Miss McGrath.
A proper response of note.
Leftism is a mental disorder, Jordan Hunt edition.
Leftism is a mental disorder, Jordan Hunt edition.
Farnsworth, I clicked through the link in the details of the video and first thing I read
And was confused because court proceedings are public.
Then I saw it was Canada. Though, I’m still shocked.
Big wings.
“Gender dysphoria” the global warming of mental illness.
The last one is best, “So how are you feeling today ?”, “Pretty good, you know I really don’t feel gender dysphoric at all.” “ZOMG, a classic presentation ! Nurse, hormones stat !, the patient’s dysphoria is getting worse !”.
From the Grand National twitter thread…
And the poor horses suffer for this?
Horses are expensive and fairly useless in modern times. Rid yourself of horse racing and the number of horses left in the world will drop quite a bit.
Speaking as someone who would be a perfect candidate for Gell/Mann amnesia, the MSM reporting on the Lion/Ethiopian 737 crashes has been perfectly, absolutely, lazy. Unless journalists are uniformly stupid.
Should I embrace the power of “and”?
The point being: facts are, in fact, available. To anyone with the slightest notions of which questions to ask, and where to look for the answers.
Ice Cream Roll Special / Korean Street Food / Devil’s Recipe, Gumi Korea
Back in the day, so far, in fact, that cell phones didn’t have cameras, I was in Seoul and happened upon a restaurant with a sandwhich board outside.
Pictures of the offerings, and Korean descriptions. (Lucky for us, the Greeks invented the alphabet. Otherwise, computers would never have existed.)
And also English transliterations.
Next to one: Soon Doo Doo.
I don’t know that I want the number of horses to drop. Many are beautiful, they mind their own business, and their owners don’t call them “furbabies.”
The noun as such I don’t mind—you can call your dog a lawnmower for all I care—but when a woman starts talking about her furbaby I know she’ll be even more boring than one talking about her identity.
What happened to the good old days, when people bored you with their grandchildren?
Jeff, I know several people with Suk in their names, who get called “Suck” a lot, especially, for some reason, by computers calling to remind them of doctor’s appointments.
when a woman starts talking about her furbaby I know she’ll be even more boring than one talking about her identity
…you don’t know a lot of horse people, I’m assuming.