Friday Ephemeraren’t
As I’m still finding my feet after the recent festivities, I’m afraid you’ll have to use the comments to throw together your own pile of links and oddities. I will, however, set the ball rolling with a chap doing this better than you do; a lady clearly determined to do things the hard way; some hardcore embroidery; a fearsome beast’s underbelly; and, via Julia, a shadow of note.
Oh, and via Dicentra, you know it could happen.
By Jove.
you know it could happen.
Where’s My Cow?
Bugrit!
Bugrit
Millennium hand and shrimp!
Yeah kids are great but have you ever had an apple?
also via Julia.
Ok the shadow of note made up for all that virtue signaling insanity. That was awesome. And Dr. Zeus was brilliant.
Thanks, y’all!
Via my wife, this delightful story about the friendship between a lion and a daschund.
The video itself is five years old but I did find stories about the pair from a year ago, so I guess they’re still going strong.
a shadow of note.
Brilliant.
a chap doing this better than you do
LOL. I had to watch it twice to see it was reversed.
I had to watch it twice to see it was reversed.
Heh. The background figures are a clue. Also, the way the shirt tied around his waist moves. Though the original, forwards version isn’t entirely unimpressive.
It’s a Work of Art bigots!
via Battle Beagle
It’s a Work of Art bigots!
“Murdered psychologically,” says she. Well, the impaired mental function is hard to miss. If that’s what she means.
Heh.
A driver’s nightmare.
Via Dicentra.
A driver’s nightmare.
Again, demonstrating what assholes ducks are. They all got wings. They could fly over the road if they wanted too. The bastards.
Roger, Houston, we have a honk.
RTWT.
From Jimmy Buffett’s classic “My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, and I Don’t Love Jesus“:
Tryin’ to tell myself that my condition is improvin’
And if I don’t die by Thursday I’ll be roarin’ Friday night
A lady clearly determined to…
Fight the power…
Fight the power…
Fight the powers that be
Uh huh. That’s standing up to the man!
More than a few pointed out that white people in the South are also great admirers of watermelon and fried chicken.
I’ve never grasped what the point of that nonsense is. Who doesn’t like watermelon and fried chicken? If you want to be silly about it, in the manner of most SJW’s, I think it’s a much more logical (yeah, I know) argument to say the W&FC thing is a racist means of scaring (and yes, that’s problematically racist as well) white people away from enjoying such things.
Yeah, I know. Over analyzing and silly but it’s so glaringly stupid. Now basketball, OTOH…
I found myself nodding and talking out loud to my computer.
Woke virtue signalling always reveals more than the authors intend.
white people in the South are also great admirers of watermelon and fried chicken.
There was a racist thing in the sixties about watermelon and fried chicken–especially watermelon.
I vaguely remember there being jokes about how much black people loved their watermelon.
But at the same time I remember that white people in the North too loved watermelon, a popular summer treat.
Do not, under any circumstances, look at the “Might as well throw the whole child away” below the “doing this” link, unless you want to see what a handful of head lice looks like.
Violent shuddering will follow.
You have been warned.
Woke virtue signalling always reveals more than the authors intend.
As I mentioned, RTWT, in this case it also revels manifest ignorance, along with a whopping dose of hysteria.
Meet the new bezoar, same as the old bezoar…
Patently ridiculous.
I guess her only course of action not to be afraid to look like what she, interestingly enough, considers to be a “stereotypical PoC” whilst eating in front of ytes is to eat nothing but hummus and Peking duck.
It’s a Work of Art bigots!
I can give a report from the front lines, as I’m currently sitting 1.5 blocks up the street: And my report is a definite Meh.
Quite definite mere organizational posturing, that.
I skim headlines and commentary fairly steadily. Between work and studies, I go through that general geographical area seven days a week. And that note of that June 1 event is the first mention I have seen that it was supposed to have occurred, nevermind any sort of reaction on any scale . . . . .
Rather apparently, one organizational toot, and rather prolly only noticed by those signed up for specific press releases . . . .
—I’m more reminded of someone’s note here a few years back of someone getting a drink at some UK or so local pub, with the Trotskyite in one corner, the trio of Maoists over there, the pair of Stalinists over the other way, the sole Pol Pot supporter. . . . all of whom had split off of the others at some point or another, all of whom refusing to move on to a different bar . . . .
I’m sorry to report that people are making art again.
There’s also something about European democracy as a racist construct. I hope they serve alcohol by the bucket at the Ruhrtrienniale.
There’s even a Chicken & Watermelon restaurant in New Orleans. FWIW. Looks like someone decided to reclaim the phrase (one of the menu items is a “Whites Only Pie”); it’s in an essentially all-black part of town. No idea how good it is, but they have a lot of flavor choices for your wings.
By “underbelly” he means hamster butt crack.
Soy free, gluten free, a new champion ascends the throne, fear no bezoars from your watermelon binges.
… a new champion ascends the throne,…
It can’t match the pooping power of Colon Blow.
“You’d have to eat 10 bowls a day for 8 1/2 yrs to match the fiber content in one bowl of colon blow.”
I can’t find a link to the original parody that works outside the US. But it’s hilarious.
Then there’s Quarry.
It’s loaded with minerals because it’s mined. It’s also a great alternative if you’re fed up with the organic craze.
I’m more reminded of someone’s note here a few years back of someone getting a drink at some UK or so local pub . . . .
Ah yes, this one . . . .
Behold a brave and audacious display of concern and dedication through taking over . . . a street.
‘Bout an entire two blocks worth of street.
The Beeb comments on the resulting utter disruption of, like, totally everything, y’know.
The heroism is utterly inspiring: “I’ve made a decision that I do not want to be arrested.
I’m nowhere nearby as i’m reading about this, and I’m so moved that . . . I’m having some more tea. And then I’ll go to bed.
Off topic : Anyone know where Tim Newman’s ‘White Sun of the Desert’ blog migrated to ?
Anyone know where Tim Newman’s ‘White Sun of the Desert’ blog migrated to?
I think it’s still in transit, as it were. You might want to keep an eye on his Twitter account.
So Close….
Hal, good memory, except that pub in question was in New Zealand, at the Shakespeare Tavern in Auckland. So in some ways close to the UK, culturally anyway.
Tim Newman’s blog is coming back slowly: it is now showing error pages. If his new host is doing the migration for him he’s probably buggered, as this just shouldn’t happen. However most things are recoverable.
Meanwhile, “How watermelon became a racist stereotype”.
Watermelon Abuse
via Second City Bureaucrat
via Second City Bureaucrat
Thanks for that link. Looks like a useful source.
Damned ducks again…
Heh.
Tim’s blog is still having problems, but his commentariat is back in force.
Damn those white women
re. Newman’s blog : Thanks David, Fatmatt & Fred IV – I’ll just have to spend some more time in this joint in the meantime.
I’ll just have to spend some more time in this joint in the meantime.
[ Reaches under bar. Produces tray of unappetising, well-thumbed pastries. ]
You don’t get this kind of service at Tim’s, you know.
[ Blows dust off pastries. Quietly removes foreign object. ]
Damn those white women
If the left will continue to insist that all white people are culpable for everything bad that any white person has done, anywhere and anytime, then dark-skinned people must be held accountable in the same manner–which means slavery and cannibalism even today.
And abandoning the snark and with absolute seriousness, all leftists should be held responsible for every atrocity committed by commies; every murder, every act of terrorism, every person reduced to poverty and even starvation.
Damn those white women.
Paleface females living today are responsible for the (real or imagined) crimes of all paleface females and males alike who came before them, proudly states the Arab female.
[ Reaches under bar. Produces tray of unappetising, well-thumbed pastries. ]
I’m on a diet.
*slides tray to Darleen*
Hal, good memory, except that pub in question was in New Zealand . . . .
Yeah, I was typing in transit and needed to look up notes elsewhere. So I did the two stage post and then chased down the exact reference when I could . . .
[ Blows dust off pastries. Quietly removes foreign object. ]
Hmmm. Who’d you throw out, as you were also unearthing the pastries?