She Will Always Remember Him

I’m now pondering how you steal a toilet without waking someone in a nearby room.
Not really my area of expertise.

Bet he bought it and installed it for her in those heady first days of romance.

In the Guardian, needless to say.
Leslie Kern, an unhappy feminist, wishes us to know that, with its “glass ceilings and phallic towers… the city is filled with reminders of masculine power.”
But of course. It’s why we force feminists to live in the city in the first place. Or in Western civilization in general. Don’t believe me? Try finding feminists like this elsewhere. The Patriarchy (PBUI) demands that it be so.

I’m now pondering how you steal a toilet without waking someone in a nearby room.
Mission Impossible 17.

I’m now pondering how you steal a toilet without waking someone in a nearby room.
Roofies.
(Not my first rodeo.)

(Not my first rodeo.)
It occurs to me that your now-inescapable, rather exciting reputation as a prostitute-dismembering cannibal who steals toilets from drugged women will be among our greatest achievements.

Re: cities are sexist.
The article is actually headlined: Upward-thrusting buildings ejaculating into the sky’ – do cities have to be so sexist?
Blimey. It doesn’t get any better either.
defund the police. Transfer that money to affordable housing, childcare and public transport, all of which would dramatically improve women’s lives in ways that increased policing never has.
What is she on about?
My fourth and by no means final suggestion: seek out, listen to and employ diverse groups of city-dwellers in all areas of urban design, planning, policy-making, politics and architecture.
Leslie Kern is “a feminist urban geographer”. It’s all clear now.

seek out, listen to and employ diverse groups of city-dwellers in all areas of urban design, planning, policy-making, politics and architecture.
On the face of it that is very good advice: too many “urban planners” prioritize the theories of “experts” over the actual wants and needs of ordinary people.

“Feminist City: Claiming Space in a Man-Made World takes on fear, motherhood, friendship and activism, as well as the joys and perils of being alone – to show not only where our cities have failed, but to imagine what they could become.”

Shut up and make me a sammich or I’m taking your toilet.

He could have just removed the seat.

…lactating ladies
Band name

defund the police. Transfer that money to affordable housing, childcare and public transport, all of which would dramatically improve women’s lives in ways that increased policing never has.
In other words, transfer funding in place to protect the most vulnerable of our population and transfer it to programs to benefit upper middle class feminists

the joys and perils of being alone
Buried lede.
The last three have, I think, been great fun.
I find the Mission:Impossible film series fascinating, in that they’re trying so very hard to be everything but Mission:Impossible. The first one was a Ludlum novel, the second a Bond film, the rest have been more-or-less big budget episodes of Alias.

Wait until she tries nature.
If electricity, hot showers, potable water, indoor toilets, Internet and cell service are reminders of masculine power, one suspects she might not enjoy their absence as much as she pretends. Though you never know — she might find a suggestive tree bole to shelter in. I’m sure that’s gotta be a great consolation prize.

For those of you who like to keep track of these things, I’ve just had my first haircut in three months.
I am radiant and glorious.

I’m now pondering how you steal a toilet without waking someone in a nearby room.
Oh, basically as already noted.
A valve isn’t going to make much noise as it’s turned off. The sound of a flush is just background noise, and gets ignored as the water goes away. An assortment of bolts being turned will also be rather quiet. The local geography will be known, and a door will be propped open, with a car or van nearby.

You always were, ducky. Just more hairy.
[ Strokes immaculate hair, licks own eyebrows. ]

It’s just that women are so bloody ungrateful. As B. B. King once sang…

I gave you a brand new Lincoln
But you said: “I want a Cadillac”
I bought you a seven course dinner
And you said: “thanks for the snack”
I let you live in my penthouse
You said it just a shack
I gave you seven children
And now you wanna give them back

The Wokerati attempt to cancel Steven Pinker. Apparently he once referred to some studies that don’t sufficiently support their imaginary utopian lunacies. He also was heard to claim that “all lives matter”. An obvious whistle to racist dogs.

What, again?
Perhaps they’ve been emboldened by finally getting David Starkey for observing (correctly) that slavery and genocide are mutually contradictory descriptions, but then letting the phrase “damn blacks” escape his lips during an interview with grovelling shit-weasel Darren Grimes.
Fitzwilliam college, where he is was a visiting professor, shat itself with excitement and announced:
“Fitzwilliam prides itself in leading the way in Cambridge in opening access to higher education for underrepresented groups. Our student and academic bodies are diverse and welcoming to all. We do not tolerate racism.”
An hilarious lie.
And I’m sorry, but it’s Wile Coyote. Or Wile E. if you’re being formal. The ‘E’ stands for Ethelbert.
You’re welcome 🙂

Yep. I pre-ordered the title
Ah, a palate cleanser after your recent stercovoric effort?

Leslie Kern, an unhappy feminist,
Our entry for Tautology of the Year.

Thank you, Karl, for the link to the Thomas Sowell interview.

Pleasure 🙂

Curse you, I’m the original! Delete him, David! Delete him!

Dear Duplicate,
Thanks for the laugh.

Dear David,
Well I’m OK with the duplicate.

would that be like parthenogenesis?
Could be a Ghola from the axlotl tanks managed by the Bene Tleilaxu. Have you ever been or are you currently dead?

Have you ever been or are you currently dead?
Not that I recall.

2+2=Western Imperialism.

Of all the possible designs, someone said “How about an enormous flying blue vagina?”.
And so it was.

. . . someone said “How about an enormous flying blue vagina?”
And David can even add that to his collection of giant vaginas that he enjoys so much.
What?

But even on its on bat-shit crazy basis that Guardian article is wrong.
First, most skyscrapers are square based, extremely pointy or extremely flat topped, and nothing like my penis at least. I think that most architects go out of their way to make sure their building is not going to look phallic. Hilarity ensues when people forget this.

Reality is that if you want to “see” genitalia in buildings, then female anatomy abounds.
As shown above, pretty much all modern stadiums are vulva shaped.
All over the world the principal building in a town is quite often breast shaped at the skyline (St Paul’s London, Duomo Florence, the Capitol Washington, etc, etc).
The picture at the article has “More additions to the phallic parade? … street bridges over the Chicago River”, where they manage to see penises where what I see are two flaps parting — which does make me think of genitalia, but not penises. Bad me. Anyway, most bridges are either flat and very unphallic, or have parabolic curves — also not phallic.
And whatever the Sydney Opera house brings to mind, it ain’t a penis.

It’s depressing how low the bar is to be a dignified professional, but at least a handful of F1 drivers managed to barely clear it.

“While we have come to expect this on the radical right, censoriousness is also spreading more widely in our culture: an intolerance of opposing views, a vogue for public shaming and ostracism, and the tendency to dissolve complex policy issues in a blinding moral certainty.”

Taken from the letter written by lifetime lefties when the angry mob finally showed up at their door.
It’s statements like this that have me convinced the Boogaloo is real and unavoidable. The vapid smugness of the people who’ve managed to wrest control of western society is so pervasive that even a micron of self-awareness and humility is unacceptable, leaving projection and blame-shifting as the only options. That some of the left’s (truly) brightest and thoughtful people can earnestly defend free speech while pretending the wolves at the door are anything but their own pack is proof enough.

That, or even with a blueprint the builders couldn’t find it.
I can’t imagine why, since they have no trouble finding a young boy’s butt and that’s a lot bigger.

Hmmmm . . . for those demanding varieties of ideology over reality, sorting out the subtleties of Male sex hormones appear to help the coronavirus infiltrate human cells should be awfully interesting . . . .
For those of you who like to keep track of these things, I’ve just had my first haircut in three months.
I am radiant and glorious.

The fact that male pattern baldness is related to testosterone levels could mean bald men are more susceptible to COVID-19. The notion was bolstered by a preliminary study in Spain that found a disproportionate number of bald men had been hospitalized with COVID-19.
The bald thesis has been widely criticized, but Fattahi said it would fit the pattern.

And David can even add that to his collection of giant vaginas that he enjoys so much.
How’d I miss that? I must’ve, because I’d remember it. Well, I’ll remember it now!
And because it’s so “memorable”, I’ve just put a small contribution in the tip jar. It’s not that I particularly want to see *more* giant vaginas. But random weirdness is…memorable. Or something.

‘Upward-thrusting buildings ejaculating into the sky’ – do cities have to be so sexist?
Hah! Man-made cities got nothing on Mother Nature. Maybe she should get out more.