Send Tissues, Chocolate Biscuits
Ugh. Am felled by some kind of bug. Please amuse yourselves in the customary fashion.
The Reheated series is there to be poked at.
Ugh. Am felled by some kind of bug. Please amuse yourselves in the customary fashion.
The Reheated series is there to be poked at.
Irishman argues that small island should be ruled by larger and more powerful neighbor.
There’s an air of Father Ted.
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.
Not just say “no”, but also counterattack. These monsters know that the worst that will happen to them is that an attack will be unsuccessful and they will never suffer consequences for their aggression. There must be consequences.
Should be “seem aware it happened “. My bad, not spell check this time. Too much editing/rephrasing.
This young lady loads a shot gun with and fires all the words…
Are we sure that this is meant seriously? The ‘cat parent’ line at the end, together with a sort of wink towards the viewers, might indicate that the speaker is a wannabe Titania McGrath. Also, I can’t see a nose-ring, and the weirdos always wear nose-rings: it’s compulsory.
The trouble is that these days, it’s almost impossible to tell sincerity from satire.
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.
More corporate Wokeness. The ad opens with a kid alone at home. No parents to be found at all.
And the Woke like it that way.
“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.)
saying no to this would of course get you branded a homophobe.
So… someone decided that what small children needed was a field trip to… a gay bar? Or, well, any bar, for that matter…
The thought process escapes me.
Unless, that is, one assumes a juvenile desire to be perverse and annoy the parents of said small children.
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. Same with “trans rights” and boys in girls bathrooms. Slippery slopes, how do they work?
By the way, even having a child actor wear a dress for a commercial is perverse and sick. We used to protect children from sexual stuff they can’t handle, now we (and I don’t mean me) are grooming them.
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.
Prophesy.
First satire, then reality.
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.
Isn’t that cultural appropriation?
Hard to say. The school is in Columbia, Missouri, home to the University of Missouri and Stephens College (still a wymxn’s only college), so the town is chock full of barking moonbats and it may be normal these days – a far cry from the “Liquor, Guns, Ammo” store of the Before Times.
Still, hearing the adults and other students going ga-ga over this flummery is something that makes one wonder is they have all taken leave of their senses.
A professor has Deep Thoughts™.
Relevant.
Relevant
On that Twitter feed, but not the same thread, I see this:
Aside from that being BS itself, the reason the white woman she is referring to is herself able to “be taken seriously” is because #1, she’s a Democrat and #2 openly bisexual and thus a twice protected species. Oh, yeah…and #3, a woman. Because no man that I know of in the US has addressed a legislative body in anything less than coat and tie. At least in recent memory….like the last 100 years…or more…Of course now that Sinema voted against the party on their big spending plan she is now open season for the left, the MSM, and #NeverTrump republicans like Navarro. BIRM.
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.”
This quiz is way tougher than is strictly comfortable.
“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…”
Oh, right. I thought it might be because calories are An Outdated Remnant of Britain’s Imperialist Past. I have here, just by chance, the British Metrication Board’s “Going Metric Bulletin #22”, from June 1977 (don’t ask). Page 2, the “Consumer Page”:
Yeah, right. Mind you, the next page contains a ringing endorsement of the system by President Carter, so that’s how in touch with reality they were. The whole thing is gold. Remember how the Europhiles used to claim it was a “Euromyth” that these heathen measurements were imposed on us by Brussels? Page 3:
Down the memory hole with it, Winston!
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.
How are you feeling today, David?
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.
There’s an air of Father Ted.
Another TV series I’d never heard of. Fortunately my local library had.
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.
See if they have “The Detectorists,” too.
My God, they do!
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.
The truth is, no woman of color could possibly dress like this, and act like this, and be taken seriously, much less elected.
OTOH, I am sure Navarro takes this clown seriously.
Father Ted
“The Detectorists” too
Keep going till you get to Minder
Roku with Acorn and BritBox, some assembly required, all these shows and more without having to trip over winos at the library.
Some day, some day. In the meantime it’s a very short walk to the library and there are no winos in this library. [ suppresses smug smile ]
… 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…
“Keep going till you get to Minder”
Only seasons 1-7 with Dennis Waterman as Terry McCann, of course. We don’t talk about Ray.
I don’t understand what the Twix ad has to do with Twix. Reminds me of those incomprehensible car commercials.
The thrill of woke movie-making.
Man sings.
“Racism is a uniquely white trait,” says racist black woman.
Enter Sandmann.
It’s easy to say that virtually all the people in the news business and the education cartel should be cleaning toilets and sweeping floors, but there just aren’t that many toilets and floors.
I don’t understand what the Twix ad has to do with Twix.
Frito-Lay says “Hold my Doritos.
Man sings.
I am starting to think that guy and others like this one are just a bunch of guys who couldn’t get laid in a whorehouse throwing around $100 bills like confetti so they resort to this “I’m a lesbian” BS.
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
teachindoctrinate 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 might want to rephrase that:
https://twitter.com/TheBembridge/status/1454045796723200016
You’ll feel whatever we tell you to feel.
Man sings
I am an idiotphobe
‘These are political tomatoes. This is political tomato sauce.’
Wayback link to get past the NYT paywall. RTWT.
Gotta admit, emojis do make correspondence more professional.
Because you were told to biotch.
Frito-Lay says “Hold my Doritos.”
Ah yes. The Gay Afterlife – a critical component of Mexican theology.
Or maybe not.
You’ll feel whatever we tell you to feel.
Welcome to the Machine, as the song said.
Welcome to the Machine, as the song said.
Note that it isn’t an invitation to ponder whatever issues the writers of the thing feel should bear down upon us, their own tangle of assumptions and pointedly avoided realities. Instead, it’s a set of instructions. ‘These are the questions you will beg, and this is how you will feel, or pretend to feel, like we do.’ The presumptuous overreach is eye-widening. Imagine the kind of personality that could write those demands, proof-read them, circulate them, and still not feel absurd. Or pretentious. Or indeed creepy.
The Gay Afterlife
Band name.
The Gay Afterlife.
I’m amazed no one’s said “band name” yet.
Oh, bollocks. I swear your reply wasn’t there when I typed the above.
[ Peers over spectacles. ]
Imagine the kind of personality that could write those demands,
