Friday Ephemeraren’t
Yes, a chance to be thrillingly creative and throw together your own pile of links and oddities in the comments. I’ll set the ball rolling with a small hole in the ground; some silent props for when your pool balls are too loud; via Julia, an illustration of stereotype accuracy; a realisation of note; a reminder that there’s always a catch; and a right-handed man.
Oh, and some notable balloons.
an illustration of stereotype accuracy
Note the first comment in that thread, from the police themselves:
“Please be aware that we are monitoring the comments on this thread, so please refrain from using offensive language. We have zero tolerance for discriminatory comments on our social posts, so please be aware that your words could constitute a hate crime.”
I am tempted to open a Twitter account, just so I can post a comment about the propensity of travellers to commit crimes, and the propensity of British police to bully decent citizens while walking around with their thumbs up their bums.
Farther down in that same thread, there is a page from Viz, “The Thieving Gypsy Bastards”, and Wikipedia has an interesting piece of information on that:
“The comic was reprimanded by the United Nations after featuring a strip called “The Thieving Gypsy Bastards”. During the resulting court case[citation needed], UK newspaper The Sun ran a story revealing that the principal Roma man who initiated the action against them was being tried for (and was later found guilty of) handling stolen property.”
I would take “reprimanded by the United Nations” as a badge of honor.
the propensity of British police to bully decent citizens while walking around with their thumbs up their bums.
Easier and safer to harass tax paying citizens for wrongthink than track down real criminals who commit real crimes.
track down real criminals who commit real crimes
To be fair, the “justice” system either won’t prosecute or will release without prejudice.
Morning, all.
so please be aware that your words could constitute a hate crime
I briefly assumed this reply was a parody, but apparently not. Readers may be wondering how the police might go about retrieving stolen property – in this case, half a dozen caravans – without the retrieval reflecting poorly on the thieves.
You want links? Well, here’s a most unusual story:
https://cutekitten.dreamwidth.org/23136.html
David:’ I briefly assumed this reply was a parody…’
Sadly, it’s fairly typical of the ultramodern copper. As we see here: http://twitter.com/cold957/status/1420381180453662723
“right-handed man”
Gotta love that sidebar: “More on: MASTURBATION”.
Sadly, it’s fairly typical of the ultramodern copper.
So, people are being assaulted, routinely, and a woman is stabbed in the face, but what really concerns our Champion Of Justice, our staff officer to Cressida Dick, is a fairly measured and factual statement of what happened. To even register the pattern of who is doing what, and doing it much more often than others, is “interpretable as intolerant” and a basis for scolding.
The excellent Mark Steyn produces weekly audio featuring among other gems the “Brit Wanker Copper of the Week”, the better to inform his listeners worldwide of what our once respected constabulary has become.
In fairness judging by other example he mentions the Ozzies are catching up fast.
Oh, and some notable balloons.
Zardoz!
https://pjmedia.com/instapundit/464587/
Enemies. Of. The. People.
Interior of note.
You may clench your buttocks now.
Headline of note.
Antifa clown makes claim of Heroic Defense.
“And now, the rest of the story…”
“And now, the rest of the story…”
Cancel my appointments. I’m going to watch that all day.
Re: “The Thieving Gypsy Bastards”:
During the resulting court case[citation needed], UK newspaper The Sun ran a story revealing that the principal Roma man who initiated the action against them was being tried for (and was later found guilty of) handling stolen property.
Wikipedia is wrong here (yeah, I know…).
This is how it went down:
There was indeed a furore following the publication of The Thieving Gypsy Bastards, and the issue was complicated by the fact that there were two rival organisations which claimed to represent the interests of the *ahem* “travelling community”. One of these was called (if memory serves me right) “The National Romany Council Of Great Britain” and was headed by a chap by the name of Hughie Smith. Hughie ran a travellers’ caravan site in the town of Oldham, where I worked as a prosecuting lawyer. I don’t think I’m exaggerating if I say that back then (the early 90s), such were the numbers and seriousness of the crimes committed by some of the inhabitants thereof, if said caravan site had been shut down and the inhabitants dispersed, then within six months at least half of us would have been looking for new jobs.
Hughie was contacted by several newspapers seeking a reaction to TTGB; unlike the rival organisation, which sought a referral to the then Commission for Racial Equality, Hughie explained that he felt that there were too many “do-gooders” who wished to intervene in the travellers’ chosen way of life and he wanted nothing to do with the CRE.
This did not prevent the newspapers having a field day a few months later when Hughie was arrested for handling stolen goods.
The local police executed a search warrant at the site and raided Hughie’s double-wide. Parked outside was a stolen Ford, bearing the numberplates of an identical model. It had been “ringed” (had its identity changed) and had been stolen from the forecourt of a dealer in Yorkshire a few weeks earlier. A vehicle logbook in the name of “H. Smith” and the ignition keys were found in the caravan. The logbook bore an address in a town about halfway between the points of the theft and the search; it turned out to be an accommodation address, and the coppers never could get a statement from anybody who lived there.
Outside, on the porch and covered by a tarpaulin, were two petrol generators, stolen during a warehouse burglary less than 48 hours previously. Hughie’s prints were later found on the generators and the tarp.
Hughie was duly arrested and during interview claimed to have come by the car legitimately, paying cash. That the log book bore a similar name was a mere coincidence. The generators- “Somebody must have put them there. Never seen ’em before”.
Hughie elected to be tried before judge and jury as opposed to the local magistrates’ bench, “handling” being an “either way” offence (I’m not going to go into the intricacies of English criminal procedure) and his solicitor asked for a “read-out” committal where the evidence was put before the magistrates for them to decide whether there was a case to answer (a bit like the US grand jury thing, I suppose).
On the morning of the hearing, to be held in a tiny courtroom, the public gallery (all eight seats) was packed with reporters, most of them “stringers” for the tabloid press. The defence solicitor, panicking, approached the prosecutor and offered a bargain- “He’ll have (i.e. plead guilty to handling) the generators in the mags (magistrates’ court, maximum sentence six months imprisonment) but you’re weak on the car. He’ll sign a disclaimer so the dealer can get it back”. The offer was deemed acceptable, Hughie duly pleaded guilty and sentence was adjourned for four weeks.
The following day, above the fold on page 5, The Sun ran a story with a banner headline: “YOU THIEVING GYPSY B*****D” (a little unfair on Hughie under the circumstances I always thought), together with a report on the previous day’s proceedings and an excerpt from the Viz strip.
I think this ought to be the point where I reveal that it was I who prosecuted the case (no autographs, and ladies, please stay the other side of the velvet rope). I can’t for the life of me remember what sentence he received.
Ah- these days any reference to TTGB is like one of Proust’s madeleines.
“Ou sont les batard de gitan voleurs d’antan?”
If real, I’d suggest people in British Columbia avoid trains.
Such a vibrant, magical culture.
The Netherlands experiences vibrant, magical cultural enrichment
Such a vibrant, magical culture.
Meanwhile, possible clue noted.
Meanwhile, possible clue noted.
Stereotype accuracy…
Such a vibrant, magical culture.
‘Parenting of note’.
Oik, thank you for that.
Zardoz!
A funny prank would be to have that that balloon accompanied by an infantry squad of Sean Connery look-alikes.
Cool body art. I dunno, seems more disturbing than cool.
Oh, and some notable balloons.
At first I thought the first one was Justin Trudeau leering over the border, but then I blinked me bleary eyes and had some more coffee.
Worstall’s site has been suspended? I knew PayPal cut him off, and his Expunct and Continental Telegraph sites were going down, but I thought the main site was staying up.
Hoping it’s just a minor error and he’ll be back up. Here and there are about all I visit these days. And Samizdata.
Meanwhile, possible clue noted.
Well I, for one, am shocked. He doesn’t look the type…
This cartoon does accurately characterize the smart young progressives I used to know. “Penguins” was their favorite nickname for nuns, which they used frequently, casually, and without embarrassment. They are all fervent advocates of “diversity” and unlimited immigration of people whose religion and culture are incompatible with ours–and the more incompatible the better.
Granted it is a low bar to hurdle, but Meathead is more logical and makes more sense than 90% of the media.
You may clench your buttocks now.
Well, one would expect “don’t attack humans” to be a strong heritable trait in the herbivoreal animals we’ve domesticated. All the same, that took guts.
Heh.
Grade school Roman history lesson of note.
Day made Farnsworth. Whatever’s left in this oversized jug of assorted cocktails is yours sir.
Heh.
LO: ’ I think this ought to be the point where I reveal that it was I who prosecuted the case…’
This site always produces the very finest anecdotes!
CLR: ’ Worstall’s site has been suspended? ’
It’s currently working for me. Though over the last two days it has been up and down a bit…
Math lesson of note.
John Lewis, it was Mark Steyn who noted Britain had become ‘the land where everything is policed except crime.’
An apt, if frightening, summation.
I suspect, what with the mania for ‘defunding’ and ‘reimagining’ policing in the U.S., the trend isn’t going to abate any time soon.
At the University of Illinois-Chicago: [taken from David’s previous post]
More political lunacy: U. of Illinois-Chicago professor reported to school for urging student to turn assignment in on time The student expects the professor to defer to his or her bad habits/mental defects: “I’ve never been mentally able to start my assignments very early due to my anxiety”. It appears that deference to substandard behavior is now called “cultural competence”.
Math lesson of note.
Funny, thanks. I just wish all those YouTube videos were not preceded by annoying Liberty Mutual ads.
I just wish all those YouTube videos were not preceded by annoying Liberty Mutual ads.
I get an anti-Conservative political ad. Turdeau is preparing to call an election but the attack ads have already started. He is seeking a third annointment and my fellow Canadians are just stupid enough to give it to him.
… annoying Liberty Mutual ads.
Adblock, I don’t get any of the pre or inflight ads.
On crime in GB: at the ariana grande concert bombing, the police noted a man standing around acting suspicious but did not speak to him…he had the shield of “otherness” protecting him. kaboom.
A man in london found a gun in his garden. He brought it inside to keep kids from finding it and called police. They arrested him for handling the gun. a little demotivating.
On the bull in the arena, there is another video where the people were standing too close to the bull gate, and the bull threw the first guy he encountered over his back (not gored fortunately).
It’s currently working for me. Though over the last two days it has been up and down a bit…
Yay it’s working now! I was worried a bit there, for a sec.
I just wish all those YouTube videos were not preceded by annoying Liberty Mutual ads.
I use Firefox browser with AdBlock Plus add-on/extension, whatever it is, and I get no ads in YouTube videos, either before or during. Also works in my ancient iPhone with Safari. And there’s an option to turn it off for pages where you want to let the ads in, or where you want to read the content but they won’t let you until you turn off the adblocker.
Adblock, I don’t get any of the pre or inflight ads.
I really should get around to trying that.
You may clench your buttocks now.
Was the bull named Ferdinand?
Also works in my ancient iPhone with Safari.
Does it by any chance allow YouTube videos to keep playing even when you lock your phone? [ I suppose the answer is ‘no’, but that is for me the most frustrating feature of YouTube on phones. ]
YouTube on phones
Agreed. FYI Bitchute allows it…at least on my phone it does.
You want links? Well, here’s a most unusual story:
That was an amazing story. I went from skepticism to admiration and even got a little teary.
On firefox I use “AdBlocker for YouTube” and it has worked perfectly.
Well, here’s a most unusual story
“Alexa, what is pareidolia?”
You may clench your buttocks now.
That’s a yearling calf, not a bull.
Grade school Roman history lesson of note.
It’s cute, and I suppose as an object lesson of how the testudo was used it’s all right. I don’t know, I tend to think accuracy is more important than goofy fun when you’re teaching history. I know a writer who does this kind of thing and when he teaches Teutoborg Forest he divides the kids up into Gauls and Romans and teaches them separately how their side fought. Then when they mix it up in the woods they see very quickly how critical Roman formation fighting and discipline is. If the Roman kids get into formation fast and don’t break, they’ll win every time. If they get scattered or break and run, the Gauls mow them down.
I tend to think accuracy is more important than goofy fun when you’re teaching history.
I can’t decide if you’d be the best person for party conversations, or the very worst.
[ shakes magic 8-ball ]
It says, “Perhaps Canadian”.
I tend to think accuracy is more important than goofy fun when you’re teaching history.
I’m with you, brother. When I was learning about the Oregon Trail, our teacher let a couple of my classmates suffer with dysentery for days. “YOU REALLY THINK THEY HAD PEDIALYTE IN 1860?!”
Some parents got involved after that and our adventure came to an abrupt end. Still, it’s the sort of formative experience too few students get these days.
Well, here’s a most unusual story
Whoa, super-ELIZA
That wasn’t a full-grown bull.
When I was learning about the Oregon Trail…
Same here, but when we got to the Donner Party part it did solve some classroom over crowding issues.
Something that I have never seen depicted in a movie (i.e., fighting in a formation versus a confused scrum of individual combats). That doesn’t mean that there are no movies that show it; I just haven’t seen one that did.
Me, my laptop, and my wallet all in one place at the same time, thus the ping. Give a big, wet, sloppy kiss to one of the hench-lesbians for me. You know the one…with the eye patch…and the wooden peg leg…the purple wooden peg leg…but not the one with the parrot. She’s gross.
Me, my laptop, and my wallet all in one place at the same time, thus the ping.
Bless you, sir. When playing an MMOG, a massively multiplayer online game, may your fellow players have impeccable game manners.
Can’t talk. Playing Hades’ Star. Supernova imminent.
Something that I have never seen depicted in a movie (i.e., fighting in a formation versus a confused scrum of individual combats).
Hollywood is particularly awful about this. If you’d like to see a fairly good depiction of pike-and-shotte action, though, see the link below for the recreation of the last phase of the Battle of Rocrois in the Spanish film, Alatriste. Shame the movie as a whole is apparently underwhelming.
https://youtu.be/4y6agtVxWi8
Yes, that’s Viggo Mortensen.
Does it by any chance allow YouTube videos to keep playing even when you lock your phone?
Sadly, no, for AdBlock Plus anyways. I can’t even minimize the Safari window or else YouTube stops playing. But, no ads.
Can’t talk. Playing Hades’ Star. Supernova imminent.
Heh. I recently realized I hadn’t been on in weeks. Actually since I got out of central FL for the summer. Got on it last night and had 360,000 credits, so I upgraded three planets, sent my cargo ships sailing around my star system and bailed back out. I guess it filled the bill for what I needed, and thanks for that.
We will soon be winding down the last couple episodes of Clarkson’s Farm and I haven’t seen anything about a new season of Escape To The Chateau. Problem is my wife has now apparently developed an affinity for shows with 60 year old, overweight, mildly oblivious British gentlemen abusing machinery and trying to grow stuff. Any other recommendations in that genre would be appreciated. We will be able to kinda get by with Renovation Island/Island of Bryan. But Bryan’s a bit younger, and while Canadian, he’s still far from being British, plus he seems to know how to use his machines…well, most of the time anyway. Plus his accent being much more comprehensible (aside from ‘out’ and ‘about’), it kinda kills the mystery, if you know what I mean.
Something that I have never seen depicted in a movie (i.e., fighting in a formation versus a confused scrum of individual combats).
Well, it’s not movies but if you are interested in fighting tactics from ages ago and such, I’ve enjoyed the You Tube channel of Lindybeige. I can’t vouch for his accuracy and haven’t watched him in several months for some reason, but he does have an entertaining enthusiasm about the subject.
I recently realized I hadn’t been on in weeks.
I started in the summer of 2019. Now at red star level 9. Two levels to go.
Needless to say, it’s a game that requires patience.
Needless to say, it’s a game that requires patience.
So, you’re saying it makes SPI’s War in Europe seem like a game of checkers?
Any other recommendations in that genre would be appreciated.
“James May: Our man in Japan”, and ‘The Great Escapists’ with Richard Hammond and Tory Belleci.
So, you’re saying it makes SPI’s War in Europe seem like a game of checkers?
There are long stretches of slow economic grind and OCD tech upgrades, punctuated by 20-minute fits of intense combat with swarms of alien battleships, the hasty looting of artefacts, and the death throes of a star.
During which, I have been known to swear.
There are long stretches of slow economic grind and OCD tech upgrades
And this is supposed to be entertainment?
You could use it here to increase the deterrent power of your correction booth.
A person with multiple personality disorder reports one of their personalities for “transphobia”
Via Ace, who saved a screenshot and who writes:
So, you’re saying it makes SPI’s War in Europe seem like a game of checkers?
Anyone here remember the pen-and-paper version of Harpoon?
Anyone here remember the pen-and-paper version of Harpoon?
👀
I seem to recall reading that naval wargaming in the 1940’s involved protractors and tape measures.
I came in when hexagon boards were The Latest Thing.
an illustration of stereotype accuracy
Here in the Soggy Isle, back in the 1980s it used to be taken as a given that the Travelling Community (not the terminology used by most people in general conversation) required special arrangements when it came to social welfare unemployment payments.
It arose from a tendency of a large number of Patrick McDonaghs and Michael Joyces etc to be flexible with their home addresses and to be claiming benefits in a number of social welfare offices and post offices. Accordingly every Traveller claiming unemployment payments was required to “sign on” at the same time- I think it was noon on a Friday.
The next hour- from noon to one o’ clock was probably the most dangerous time to be on the roads as battered vans flew from one town to the next trying to get to another social welfare office in time to get another payment.
The Guards (police) would have checkpoints to stop the vans (usually untaxed and uninsured). There was no question of pursuing them for no tax or insurance but the Guards used to get great enjoyment talking to them at length, asking them if there was any reason for their hurry etc.
Simpler times.
Now we have to bring in immigrants* to do the social welfare fraud that the Irish no longer bother with.
* yes I know most immigrants are honest and hardworking.
There was no question of pursuing them for no tax or insurance…
Why? Against official policy?
…but the Guards used to get great enjoyment talking to them at length, asking them if there was any reason for their hurry etc.
It is good to be happy in one’s work. And what could be more fun than hindering criminals and anti-socials?
* yes I know most immigrants are honest and hardworking.
Although the last survey I read showed that a dangerously large fraction of Muslim immigrants favored the imposition of Sharia law.
one would expect “don’t attack humans” to be a strong heritable trait in the herbivoreal animals
You will be surprised how many people are killed by cattle – not bulls but milk-giving ones and emasculated ones.
Cows are responsible for an average of 22 human deaths in the U.S. each year. Bees take out another 53 annually.
real time wargaming
asiaseen: “You will be surprised how many people are killed by cattle – not bulls but milk-giving ones and emasculated ones.”
So much so, Mark Wadsworth has a blogtag for it…
The next hour- from noon to one o’ clock was probably the most dangerous time to be on the roads as battered vans flew from one town to the next trying to get to another social welfare office in time to get another payment.
The subject of ‘traveller’ behaviour has cropped up here before:
And let’s not forget a certain Guardian columnist’s first-hand encounter with said demographic, and the subsequent, gloriously neurotic fretting. Note how effectively the progressive piety inhibits realism. Such that an objection to being menaced and robbed by predatory thugs is belittled as merely “bourgeois instincts,” and implicitly an obstacle to “social justice.”
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There are, of course, ‘travellers’ who use council-designated sites and who may be a minimal inconvenience to nearby residents. Some may even pay council tax, at least in theory. But it’s almost funny how local councils will typically fall over themselves to praise the “cultural traditions” of the ‘travellers’, as if they were wandering minstrels, while actively minimising acts of trespass and antisocial behaviour – “Crimes are committed by individuals not communities,” said one disingenuous council website – and while adopting a scolding tone towards any residents who don’t regard the arrival of such people as a joyous thing.
Julia has a tag for ‘traveller’ criminality and antisocial behaviour. Her collection is quite extensive.
…And the more that such behaviour is indulged and excused by councils, police, and leftist pundits, in the name of some supposed group victimhood…
Heaven forbid that we might postulate that travelers are hated not because the English are bigots but because the travelers are criminals and parasites.
On “Pride” flags, and the like. The way things are going, if it gets any messier we might as well use Jackson Pollock’s No. 5, 1948 and have done with it.
https://thecritic.co.uk/visual-mess/
… if it gets any messier we might as well use Jackson Pollock…
Indeed that has been my own philosophy, but if they keep going the way they are I insist on a strip of both UV and IR LEDs because my pride color is one even bees can’t see.
Masterbater dies from stroke!? Com’on man! His name wasn’t Heywood Jablolme?
No. I have it on certain authority that what was written on his death certificate was Dick Hertz. Though come to think of it, that may have been on the “cause of death” line.
Masterbater dies from stroke!?
I have a vague recollection, from back in university when students spent lots of time talking about the stories they read, of being told of a novel in which a lesbian is almost electrocuted to death when her AC powered vibrator cracks during a marathon solo session. (“Why did the lights flicker and go out? What is that smell of burning plastic?”) Was not made clear whether this was entirely invented or was based on a real incident. Of course, after 45 years my memory cannot be relied upon.
Bullet dodged.
The lady’s indignant reply reveals a tad more than she intends, I think.
Bullet dodged
While I in general I agree, it seems it would save the guy a good bit of trouble to at least have her show up for a look. Maybe she is a bruiser, along the lines of the bench-lesbians. Though I seriously doubt it. Either way, the day she gets pregnant or has difficulty adjusting over the long term to the job, he is now stuck for having taken the risk.
At my job 20-30 years ago we had one of those bottled water coolers. It used to amuse me how little time women, and many men, spent in the break room as the bottle got closer to the bottom..and how fast they could get in, grab a cup of coffee, and run out before I got there. I used to brag that they couldn’t lay me off because people would die of dehydration if I wasn’t there to change it out. Bad back or no bad back.
Either way… he is now stuck for having taken the risk.
Hiring new staff is a risk for any small business. Hiring someone who has to be helped out frequently by other staff, thereby distracting them from their own work, or who quits within weeks, can be an expensive mistake. One that not every company can afford. If a job entails spending the day hauling about paving stones and bags of gravel, etc., it seems reasonable to check that an applicant understands this and is capable of doing it. Which relatively few women are. And it seems to me that whatever the lady’s ability to meet the physical demands of the job, her childish, chippy attitude was probably best avoided.
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Yes, he could have invited her to an interview, which consumes time, despite his reservations. Likewise, she could have turned things around by confirming that she understood the nature of the work and that she felt confident in her ability to do it, ideally with examples of relevant experience. Rather than being instantly pissy and insulting her would-be boss and disdaining his company.
He still has his company.
She still hasn’t got a job.
Yet somehow this is seen as a victory for her.
he could have invited her to an interview, which consumes time, despite his reservations.
Don’t get me wrong. I 100% agree that either way he is in the right. My concern on his side, by no means do I see it as a legal/moral responsibility, but given the woman’s pissy and insulting response I am a tad suspicious she’s trolling for a discriminations case. His (apparent) rejection of her sight unseen could be a higher risk than having her show up and him saying, “Yeah….no”. But that has its liabilities as well. And I believe this was in Oz so ??? on the legal issue. I was just thinking in a litigious American sense. Also what brought this to my mind, and my wife remembers this otherwise but I don’t think she’s as observant of such things as I am, we recently had a very tall tree taken down on our property. Cost us well over $2000 to have it removed. A relatively large crew showed up, maybe 8 people, and I could swear one of them was a woman. They were all Mexican/Mestizo in appearance (the crew chief/owner whom I contracted with was Mexican-American) thus the M/F size difference would not be as great. Whoever it was was the only one wearing a broad brimmed hat and moved a bit differently from the other guys. But I wasn’t paying real close attention as I was otherwise occupied but the movement was one of those almost subconscious things that I tend to notice more than most people.
Bullet dodged.
“Pissy bitch syndrome”
Ooo… I’m remembering that. I supervised at least a couple of those … unfortunately someone else hired them before I got to the department and, government work, they hadn’t been convicted of murder yet so not grounds for firing.
So in the interest of comment oddities…this may amuse…it amuses me but I’ve reached a point where I have to find amusement in the things that piss me off because, well in the absence of professional comedy, that’s mostly all I have…A bit long but since nothing much to do until the Dwight Yoakam concert tonight, I have the time….
So as we are both quite healthy and haven’t had colds, certainly nothing significant enough to remember, for years. In the past 10 months or so, we (or specifically mostly just I) have been around a few people who tested positive a week or so after we were with them, and we have not much modified our behavior in other regards either. My wife has been thinking we were somehow both exposed but are/were asymptomatic. Personally, I think that’s an outside chance for BOTH of us but throughout my life I’ve never avoided people with colds so part of why I think I haven’t been sick is I exposed myself to so much when I was younger and thus have a strong immune system…but whatever. So anyway, as I give blood regularly but my wife never does, while we were in Florida, and I have had the time available, I have tried to give very regularly (here we can only give every 8 weeks) because with a blood donation you get a Covid antibody test/report. Every time so far the report has been negative. The organization I give to in Florida (OneBlood…aka The Big Red Bus) is not active up here in north GA. Well my wife has been doing research on this and a couple weeks ago she saw where the Red Cross would be taking donations at the local library. So unlike Florida where they’ve recently gotten back to accepting walk-ins/walk-ups, the Red Cross here still requires an appointment. All they had available was for this past Wednesday at 4:45. OK, a bit of a press on dinner time but no big deal. For the preceding three or four days the Red Cross sent me emails, robocalled my phone, and sent me at least two text messages asking me to confirm that I would be there at that appointed time because they are desperate for blood. So I get there on Wednesday only to be told, just like the lady in front of me with the 4:30 appointment, that they had started shutting down at 4:00 due to other commitments or whatever. I got this long, droning whine/apology from the RC lady, complaining about how her having to explain this to us was above her pay grade and that someone more superior would call us with a more formal apology. Yeah…so…whatever.
So here’s the (what I consider) funny part…I get home and tell the wife they screwed up. Well, she now gets madder than I was. I’m like, OK…whatever, I’m over it. So then over dinner and even after dinner she must have brought it up like four more times. I guess my temper got a bit short because I really didn’t want to dwell on it, so now she’s mad at me because I”m mad at her for being (somewhat) mad at me for not being mad enough at the Red Cross. And here it is Saturday and I have yet to get my “apology” from the Red Cross. I just now sent them a simple email, minus all this detail…which is probably why I’m bothering to type this out here because I likely will reuse it if I don’t hear back from them soon. Again, I exaggerate for (to me) humorous effect…but only slightly. Though in general, this level of incompetence is becoming more and more common IMNSHO.
so now she’s mad at me because I’m mad at her for being (somewhat) mad at me for not being mad enough at the Red Cross.
Ah, marriage.
[ Slides tepid beer along bar. ]
the movement was one of those almost subconscious things that I tend to notice more than most people.
Noticing body language etc is a survival skill.
[ Slides tepid beer along bar. ]
Upon re-reading that after posting (of course…because that’s when the grammatical errors and narrative bumps resulting from too much re-editing without proofreading in full context…sometimes I pity my school teachers…sometimes) I wonder if Ron White and I were separated at birth. I even got thrown our of a bar once for wearing a hat. Alas, that was a long time ago. But for some reason he got away with going through life with a glass of scotch in his hand. God knows why I was denied that privilege.
A tutorial for nitwits in Oregon.
I even got thrown our of a bar once for wearing a hat.
Good, unless you are under arms, only savages wear hats indoors.
A tutorial for nitwits in Oregon.
Incomplete. Failed to warn against putting nozzle in rectum.