Send Tissues, Chocolate Biscuits

Don’t mock. I’m feeling fragile.
[ Attempts to scintillate. A dull glow ensues. ]

Oh dear, another covid death.

David, I would recommend taking some proper “soothing medicaments”. By which I mean beer. Biscuits and chocolate just don’t cut it.

Are you sure it’s not the ‘rona?
/sarc off
I’m with Ian on the soothing medicaments – I’ve found a smooth whiskey to be quite soothing to a cough. Feel better soon.

Are you sure it’s not the ‘rona?
/sarc off
“You followed the rules? What rule did you diagnose them under?”
“I followed the rules. Everything is the coof under Rule C19.”

By which I mean beer.
Beer?
Have you lost your senses, man?
This or this, maybe even this, but not beer.

PST, that was savage.
Hot Toddy recipe:
Ingredients: Whisky (blended – keep the good stuff for when you are better), lemon juice, honey, hot water, teaspoon (important).
Method: Pour a finger or two of whisky into a glass. Spoon a generous amount of honey on top, leaving the spoon in the glass. Squeeze in lemon, then pour in hot water. Wait a few seconds, stir and drink.
If you don’t leave the spoon in for a while, the glass may crack. If in doubt, use a mug. Go to bed, sleep well, and expect a full recovery in the morning.

Hot Toddy recipe
Hot and cold alcoholic drinks with fruit juice used to be far more common.

Don’t mock. I’m feeling fragile.
I just hit that funny yellow button at the top of the page … please send out for some chicken soup and comfort yummies of choice. Selfishly, I want you to feel better soon and be at full scintillation.

The ‘blessings’ based on our host’s ultra-traumatic experiences are one of the reasons I love this blog. Take another ping, sir, but I demand a really horrific blessing!

based on our host’s ultra-traumatic experiences
I still think the kitchen foil catastrophe of 2018 captures something of the mental agonies I endure.

The ‘blessings’ based on our host’s ultra-traumatic experiences are one of the reasons I love this blog.
Yes indeed. As are the punishments. At least when others are being disciplined. [ Rolls up pants legs to see if scars are gone yet ]

Ideal for nipping to the shops or down the bingo.
Looks like fun, but all those unshielded spinning blades, well…

Buddy movie.

Looks like fun, but all those unshielded spinning blades, well…
I’ve been assured that today’s bingo-goers are edgier and more switched-on.

Nope. Has the phrase ‘lawsuit after fiery, fatal crash’ written all over it.
Might be just the thing for the evil lair of a Guild of Evil.

*cue muffled underwater rendition of BWV565*
Was that you?

Whatever it hit, it wasn’t my Nautilus.
Well, the Chinese are angrily demanding answers. As one blogger commented, “How to say you’ve lost a sub without saying you’ve lost a sub”. Or it’s just China being asshoe because China is asshoe.

Lesbians are being pressured into sex by some trans women. Pressure, harassment, threats of violence, and threats of employment. The bullies are rarely named publicly. Perhaps that should change.

What the hell? high school staff members got lap dances from students

Interesting to find out that Rachel McKinnon, the guy who likes to take sports titles from women, has changed his name to something out of a comic book.
Oh good grief – first they expect everyone to keep up with the pronoun crap and now they just change names like dresses and haircolors? Very unserious, unwell people.
Interesting picture of the bloke on his bike, though – strapping male body, Skittles hair color, and blood red nail polish and lipstick. Like that Dr Crimeny or whatshisname – these guys all seem to have the same cartoon idea of what a woman is. And then the activist ones take to twitter and screech about being reduced to genitalia when lesbians don’t want to have sex with them. They’ve reduced women to some weird stereotype, but woe to anyone who doesn’t applaud their image loudly enough.

Oh good grief – first they expect everyone to keep up with the pronoun crap…
This young lady loads a shot gun with and fires all the words to make absolutely no sense till the very end where she, unfortunately, doesn’t know what “recovery” means.

‘A transgender woman with a deep voice, a square jaw and a penis that you do not want to have sex with is not a man. She is a woman that you don’t find attractive.’
https://mickhartley.typepad.com/blog/2021/10/a-dirty-little-secret-that-the-lgbt-lobby-is-embarrassed-to-discuss.html
Er, no.

Er, no.
What? You contradict this broadly unattainable young lass?

Irishman argues that small island should be ruled by larger and more powerful neighbor.

Er, no.
This crap goes on because no one has the balls (pun or no pun) to tell the idiots of the world, in no uncertain terms, “NO”. Saying “no” amongst ourselves doesn’t get the job done. It only helps in the encouraging of others to say “NO” but if those others don’t say “NO”, nothing will change. The power of these idiots continues to increase. A “tranny” boy rapes a girl, a 15 year old girl, in a school bathroom and when her father objects the POTUS sends the FBI after the father for christ sakes. Hardly anyone says anything. Sure conservatives…”conservatives” express disgust amongst themselves. But to anyone else? Very few people whom I know, those who whine about automated checkouts or the price of gas or rising crime, seem unaware it happened and those that are speak only of it within the “safe space” of conservative world. Thus it didn’t happen. The Holocaust didn’t happen all at once, you know. Of course that’s an exaggeration in this specific context but the underlying social science is the same. Just a matter of volume.

Should be “seem aware it happened “. My bad, not spell check this time. Too much editing/rephrasing.

Case in point, saying no to this would of course get you branded a homophobe.
BTW, this area, Witon Manors, I used to drive through every day when I was in high school. It was a dump of run down, too small for families homes. The gay population of Ft. Lauderdale discovered it was an excellent opportunity to redesign/repurpose these homes from small 3 bedrooms to larger 2 BR homes. Cleaned them up, fresh paint, fresh landscaping, etc. etc. etc. It really is a nice area now. If children are going to school in that area it’s not like their families are stereotypical “red necks” who hate gays and simply MUST be re-educated. The city council there has been predominantly gay for decades now.
On another note, my small north GA town, deep in MAGA country, Baptist church on nearly every corner, has a lesbian mayor. For the most part, nobody cares. Of course it helped that the previous mayor and sheriff, etc. were fairly corrupt.

“BWV 565”
Car name.
What?
“Zachary wins a prize.”
Isn’t that cultural appropriation?
(You know, the stuff we link to in these threads is even more depressing while you’re listening to Bach. It’s a reminder of how far civilisation has fallen.)

Unless, that is, one assumes a juvenile desire to be perverse and annoy the parents of said small children.

Or, well, any bar, for that matter…
Of course it is Ft. Liquordale after all. It’s not like it’s some town with substance abuse problems. My hometown where a half dozen or so of my classmates failed to stay alive long enough to attend our 10th reunion. Where several of my schoolmates, people who had otherwise successful lives, even as doctors and such that I am still in touch with, have already buried about a dozen or so of their children, mostly due to substance abuses of some kind.

People are still feigning outrage that Prue Leith uses the phrase “worth every calorie” when she’s judging cakes and pastries on the Great British Bake-Off. Evidently, references to “calories” are triggering to body-positive people who stand against the evil diet-industrial complex.
Left conspicuously unexplained is the reason why such people would be watching the bake-off in the first place.

A professor has Deep Thoughts™.
Relevant.

What amused me the most about that Ana Navarro brain fart was the thousand replies she received with pictures of Frederica Wilson and her amazing collection of sequined cowboy hats in every color of the rainbow.
None so blind…

Prophesy.
First satire, then reality.
I recently had a conversation with an older gay acquaintance who told me he is quietly appalled by much of what is now being done in the name of LGBT rights, education, and such like. He even said, sotto voce, that he’s stopped thinking of those who wanted Section 28 as evil, and that he now views them as misguided people who perhaps had a semblance of a point. I was stunned, because he is a man who fought vigorously against Section 28 back when it was a thing, marched in most of the pride parades of the time, and was out as gay when it was still dangerous to be so. The more I look at stuff like that linked tweet, the more I start to understand his change in attitude.

If you normalize homosexuality, then taking children to a gay bar and having trans story hour for kindergarten are where that slippery slope takes you.
One gay writer said that he could have turned out straight, except for an unhappy early encounter with a girl when he was quite young followed by an encounter with gay men who worked for his father. I think he described himself as polymorphously perverse.
I have noticed that the politically correct doctrine has shifted between “born that way” and “shaped by early experiences” depending on what the political agenda required at the moment.

Another TV series I’d never heard of. Fortunately my local library had.
See if they have “The Detectorists,” too. Limited series (3 of them) about metal detectorists, played by Toby Jones and the cockeyed sailor from the Pirates of the Caribbean movies (he wrote them, too).
Plus Diana Rigg as the harridan MIL.

Another TV series I’d never heard of.
Roku with Acorn and BritBox, some assembly required, all these shows and more without having to trip over winos at the library.
Once you get past the annoyance of a “series” being as few as two shows, you’ll thank me.

Father Ted
“The Detectorists” too
Keep going till you get to Minder

… it’s a very short walk to the library…
In the Africa hot heat, rain, sleet, cold, and gloom of night…
I do believe they are both available on Amazon Prime if you have that…

I don’t understand what the Twix ad has to do with Twix. Reminds me of those incomprehensible car commercials.

“Racism is a uniquely white trait,” says racist black woman.

I don’t understand what the Twix ad has to do with Twix.
Frito-Lay says “Hold my Doritos.

I don’t understand what the Twix ad has to do with Twix.

“You talk to older people and they’re like, ‘Dude we sell tomato sauce, we don’t sell politics’…Then you have younger people being like, ‘These are political tomatoes. This is political tomato sauce.’”
Allowing leftists to teach indoctrinate our children was a mistake. No matter how many times people like Bill Kristol and Jonah Goldberg may inform us of The Conservative Case for Allowing Our Enemies to [fill in the blank].

You’ll feel whatever we tell you to feel.

‘These are political tomatoes. This is political tomato sauce.’
Wayback link to get past the NYT paywall. RTWT.

“Yeah I only use that emoji at work for professionalism,” she recalled a younger employee replying…

Gotta admit, emojis do make correspondence more professional.

At a supplement company, a Gen Z worker questioned why she would be expected to clock in for a standard eight-hour day when she might get through her to-do list by the afternoon.

Because you were told to biotch.

You’ll feel whatever we tell you to feel.
Welcome to the Machine, as the song said.

The Gay Afterlife
Band name.

Oh, bollocks. I swear your reply wasn’t there when I typed the above.

Imagine the kind of personality that could write those demands,