Friday Ephemera
Simpler times. (h/t, Damian) || Trophy malfunction of note. (h/t, Julia) || “No Trump supporters.” || Getting to grips with a foreign tongue. || Snug. || Ideal gift for Julia. || Next best thing. || Now, about that bad day you’ve had… || Our betters impart their wisdom. We need reminding, you see. (h/t, Darleen) || Our betters impart their wisdom 2. || Unsupervised potatoes. || Pedal-powered at 590 feet. || Hardcore headline. || Crane use of note. || New York, 1930s. || Nommy nommy nom. || Nature sound map and wild ambience. (h/t, Things) || Bolero, on one cello. || These are some of those. || The thrill of sea slugs. || Silent-era film effects. || And finally, understandably, she feared its mighty power.
I pooched some spelling
Pooched as in screwed the pooch? I’ll forgive you if you will forgive me my many past and future typos. Here, have a wee dram of this whiskey. It’s Typesetters Tears. Made from correction fluid.
No comment needed: Oxford considers scrapping sheet music for being “too colonial.”
No comment needed:
As literacy and numeracy have already been declared relics of a less enlightened age, this is to be expected. What easier path is there to universal equity than the path to universal ignorance? Dimness is light, true and noble believers!
What easier path is there to universal equity than the path to universal ignorance?
See the Handicapper General in Harrison Bergeron and the Simpletons in A Canticle for Leibowitz.
Frankly, I would prefer an amicable but permanent parting: All the leftists may leave forever. Greenland is nice, I hear.
Greenland is nice, I hear.
Greenland offers insufficient opportunities for looting, extortion, rent-seeking, psychological abuse, etcetera.
A parasite needs to eat. You.
OK, not perfect but far more in line with what really has happened versus Sunstein’s fevered imagination in regard to Trump.
Absolutely.
So in regard to movies from previous decades …that don’t insult my intelligence (or values)., ran across this tonight. A 1961 film that deals with the wokey-ish theme of lesbian love (no, not in the lured sense) in more restrictive times. Children’s Hour starring Audrey Hepburn, Shirley McClain, and James Garner was really quite good. William Wylder directed. I don’t think I had ever heard of it until recently. Which seems a bit odd. We skipped over the TCM front and back bumper wokey-woke put-it-in-perspective-for-you-troglodytes discussion, which I think would have ruined it for me.
We skipped over the TCM front and back bumper wokey-woke put-it-in-perspective-for-you-troglodytes discussion…
Always a wise course of action. I’m surprised at how many people can watch the smug condescension coupled with trite mud-puddle deep analysis and think to themselves “this is a perfect example of the attitude I wish to convey to the world!”
Did I say surprised? I meant depressed.