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Must love green
Heh. My wife noticed (with an “OMG, OMG, OMG”…for some reason), and it appears to be extremely close to what I recall as well, that the blue flowered couch in one of the pictures featuring the spiral staircase, seems to match exactly the one that was in my mother-in-law’s living room. Not sure what to take away from that except that yes, yet again I am waiting on coworkers to show up and I have nothing better to do right now.
Gender Studies, baby. The Australian Feminist Law Journal, to be specific.
Causality is hard.
The Australian Feminist Law Journal, to be specific.
Haeckel’s Law overturned by a Hawaiian judge.
Meanwhile, for those tired of all the fake meat products…
So in the spirit of an open thread, presumably there’s a hockey fan or two here who already saw this story of the Zamboni driver filling in for the goalie in an NHL hockey game recently…
https://thefederalist.com/2020/02/25/a-zamboni-drivers-moment-in-the-nhl-spotlight-inspires-ordinary-people-to-keep-dreaming/
But was anyone reminded of this commercial with Jason Alexander?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FrQpPD_Ehh4
Meanwhile, for those tired of all the fake meat products…
The “fork included” adds a touch of class.
For us ovo lacto porco beefo fisho vegetarians.
I was recently made aware of part-time veganism. Specifically, I was told – by someone eating chicken curry – that they’re actually “vegan three days a week.”
Apparently, that’s a thing.
Not entirely unrelated.
Oddly, I can understand “part-time vegan,” while I would never go that far. It may be that they’re doing it for reasons other than religion (in this case, worshipping “Gaia,” or their moral superiority).
It reminds me of a very funny scene in the “Scott Pilgrim” where the radical vegan is accused of eating chicken parmigiana, and he responded with “chicken is not vegan”?
[ Glares across Atlantic, shakes fist. ]
Brews pot of coffee.
Apparently, Tory tea drinking can lead one to lose one’s s*** and “Reeeeeeeee!!” all over the tea company’s SM coordinator.
Sue, you’re shouting at tea.
For those who fret about such things, the Greatest Hits has finally been updated.
One for our ‘feminists give terrible advice’ file.
Previously, and very much related.
One for our ‘feminists give terrible advice’ file.
What’s so radical or new about digging up a 50 year-old argument made by Shulamith Firestone in 1970?
I don’t like fruit, so I don’t eat it. I joke that one day I will write a diet book called “Eskimos don’t ear fruit”. Arguably, given my Anglo Irish heritage, that will be cultural appropriation, but the ensuing fuss might lift sales!
What’s so radical or new about digging up a 50 year-old argument made by Shulamith Firestone in 1970?
And like Firestone, Ms Lewis seems to be fixated by – captured by – her own personal psychodrama, her own resentments towards her family – or as she puts it, “bio-relatives” – as if this alienation and dysfunction were the norm, the default of all families. The basic dynamic seems to be “I resent my own parents and upbringing so much, even now, that any ludicrously unrealistic scenario would be better and must therefore be imposed.”
Again, psychodrama. A feminist staple.
‘K…so here’s something to (kinda) bicker about because yet again, I’ve got time to kill. Brits and Micks drink tea as a part of their culture for whatever reasons. Americans generally don’t (I won’t bring up iced tea…ok, just did), which is often attributed to that last big Tea Party we had in Boston ages ago, and to the fact that most of us are in a moderately warmer climate. Hence the ice. But in several trips to Canada, I’ve never noticed anyone taking a break for tea. Nor in my one trip to Australia did I notice such a thing (maybe I missed it). Do Kiwis? I believe there is some demand for tea in the Caribbean, though my only direct experience there, Commonwealth-ish, was Jamaica.
Brits and Micks drink tea as a part of their culture for whatever reasons.
At risk of damaging my hard-won reputation as a snotty Brit, I don’t much care for tea. I don’t mind it, and will drink it if offered, but it’s hard to enthuse about.
A crisis of song in Michigan, wherein a black music student is upset because…
“Them” being a choir of both PoCs and (gasp) ytes.
Our aggrieved music student continues sniveling about “Wade In The Water”…
On stage, actual musicians (including BLACKS* say, Yeah, get bent, you don’t own the music, toots.**
*(not sure if capitalization for race is mandatory these days, just following her lead)
**(may not be actual words used)
My wife likes it, so I buy a tin of different varieties for Christmas or birthday or whatevs. I can take it or leave it myself. As you say, it never really occurs to me that gee, I could do for a spot of tea right now. Put some Jameson in it and you get my attention, but even that is usually to quiet a sore throat. When we’ve gone skiing in Europe, I do like Jagertea for a warm-up at lunch. That’s about the only thing I like Jagermeister for…well that and maybe in eggnog at Christmas. I do drink iced tea in the summer and when lunching at a restaurant when beer would be inappropriate, I’ll have an Arnold Palmer (1/2 iced tea, 1/2 lemonade).
…I don’t much care for tea.
Stephen Maturin referred to it as “that insipid wash”. I like tea, but nearly always prefer coffee. The most frequent exception is when I have a cold or the flu. Restaurant staff prefer coffee to tea because it is far easier to serve: just pour a cup from the carafe rather than having to bring various things to the table.
If you can be a part-time vegan why can’t you be a part-time female, let’s say, for purposes of athletic competition?
Meanwhile, in the Great White North, trouble on the tracks, for which there is already a solution, though the Russians did it (still do) with greater enthusiasm.
Meanwhile, in the Great White North, trouble on the tracks,
Looks like Canada has a vermin problem too. Time to put down traps.
“If you can be a part-time vegan why can’t you be a part-time female, let’s say, for purposes of athletic competition?”
– Or, as our under-25’s use it in Canada, to get cheaper car insurance rates.
“You’ll find it outside in the alley. On fire.”
– STOP THAT! Do you not realize how serious the contribution of burning-coat-generated carbon dioxide is to Global Warming? How DARE you?!
Sorry. I’ll find my own way out. And, don’t set my coat on fire please? – I’m wearing it.
…why can’t you be a part-time female…
You can, unless while adding naughty bits, the doctors remove the others. There is a joke in there about cake and eating it too, but I am not going to touch it.
As a sidebar on the same page, the CDC’s Guide to Facial Hair Corona Preventive Grooming. Hitler ‘stash AOK, neckbeards hardest hit.
trouble on the tracks…
It appears these idiots’ magical thinking permeates all of their problem solving faculties. They are terrorists who are instead viewed as mere vandals by dint of their sheer incompetence.
They are terrorists who are instead viewed as mere vandals by dint of their sheer incompetence.
Once you start trying to set trains on fire, or to derail them – and to happily endanger lives – the word ‘protester’ seems like a wilful and inexcusable euphemism.
Too much to hope that a train might take a few out?
It appears these idiots’ magical thinking permeates all of their problem solving faculties.
This video is up over at Kate’s. Sums it up nicely. These “protesters” are no where near being in the majority.
Hold on, hold on, hold on! This just in, can’t link directly to it regardless of what Ace says there, but apparently Bernie Sanders is a communist. I know. I had to sit down for a minute myself. You know, it’s hard to believe what with all the attention he has garnered over the years and especially as the (sometime) front runner for the D’s waaaay back in 2016. But apparently it’s true! The Washington Post says so! You know, Democracy Dies In Darkness and all that. Gee, if someone like Bernie Sanders could be a communist, it makes one wonder who else could possibly be one? Inquiring minds…
http://ace.mu.nu/archives/386069.php
They are terrorists who are instead viewed as mere vandals by dint of their sheer incompetence.
They are more likely to blend/ignite themselves than anything else, judging by what is shown.
I particularly enjoyed the individual crab-walking the fuel canister while practically kissing the train, and pouring a line towards the half-assed fire.
Ah! Western colonialism, what can’t it be blamed for?
Ephemera… compiled. Will… appear… after midnight.
[ Slumps across desk, emotionally spent. ]
T-34/76 turret is coolest turret.
T-34/76 turret is coolest turret.
Except for the ’42-’43 hexagonal turrets, or “Micky Mouse” as the Germans called them.
Layers and layers of editors and fact checkers…don’t know if I should fly or take a cruise to Idaho.
First things first, we need a policy on hairstyles
As long as they conform to the luxuriant array on display here. Those of you who have hung around here long enough will be sure to recognize the lovely Darleen in a stunning purple blouse at the 0.47 mark. Immediately followed by our stylish host, clad in animal print, at the 1.00 mark. The piece de resistance, of course, being the rare cameo appearance of Farnsworth, bow tie and all, who can be seen at the 2.29 mark.
our stylish host, clad in animal print
Heh. You’ll pay for that, madam.
. . . clad in animal print, at the 1.00 mark.
As just one of the examples that have left the nineteen-empties remembered as the nineteen-empties, I never could figure out the point of the costumng fad where one and all were expected to look like an overstuffed vinyl sofa.