After 15 Years, He Finally Cleaned The Place

Hammer attacks
he [Strozier] is from Flint, Michigan, and has a degree in hospitality
Hospitality ain’t what it used to be.
PS Thank you for the change to the links. I will be having a word with my bank manager later this morning.

*ping*
Here is the thing that bothers me about whining wives: marriage especially with kids requires sacrifice. For thousands of years, men have worked themselves to death, literally, on the farm, hunting, in factories. In the era of sailing ships, sometimes the entire fleet from a village in portugal would sail off to fish…and never return. Still men have 98% of the workplace fatalities. For their part, women died too often in childbirth and worked heroically. Now, men have successfully created comfort and luxury, while still working longer hours at more arduous jobs (oh, I know, not every man) but women now are full of resentment and self-pity. They should try sewing all the family’s clothes and tell us how hard they are working. That is the result of feminism’s propaganda. Both partners need to try gratitude.

It is to laugh, chortle, guffaw, snort, chuckle, giggle, snigger and all the rest.

Tell me you have serious issues without telling me you have serious issues.

Both partners need to try gratitude.
Uh-huh.
“Women seek closeness and vulnerability in a marriage where, under the veil of marriage, it is safe to be real and raw with our chosen one, or soul mate. When she reaches out for that connected feeling and is met with the “wrong” response, she lays a brick down.”
And yet women seem to be much more likely than men to talk–and talk critically–to others about the most intimate details of their marriage. I cannot recall any men running down their wives to me, but I have heard some women run down their husbands.
“This is where the communication breakdown often occurs: women not saying what it is they want”
God help the man who, hearing complaints, offers solutions.

I visit this joint with a desktop computer with a screen that’s a foot tall and two feet wide.
My browser is Chrome. The “Zoom” setting is 175%.
I can see everything just fine.

I can see everything just fine.
With those settings, so can the cosmonauts in the ISS…

Rat on a stick! Rat on a stick! Get them while they’re ratty!
These enterprising young men probably heard that the WEF is in town.

women and divorce. Someone had college students rate photos of the opposite sex. Guys rated the girls on a bell curve: most average, some hot, some ugly. Girls rated 75% of the guys as below average (which is impossible of course). Women are never satisfied. Over the past 50 yrs, surveys show US women getting more and more unhappy. Men’s happiness (contentment really) has remained unchanged. Men make decisions (buy a car or house, pick a career) and are happy with that decision, because they weighed the options. Women always want a do-over. It is women who take stuff back to the store so much. The joke is that after marriage men hope she stays just like she is but women want him to change. Not a joke of course, but true.

My one criticism is I think you cleaned up a little too thoroughly and put the blog title into a drawer somewhere.

As for Mr. Big Guns Wannabe Cheerleader…this fits right into what I have noticed (as have Steve Sailer). The autogynephile segment of the trannies seems to have an overabundance of testosterone, and the men in this segment seem to really enjoy verbally and physically abusing women.
I think the latter trait (the abuse) is because these men know they are not, in fact, women–and this upsets their narcissistic focus on themselves and their sexual gratification. (That is, their sexual gratification depends totally on their deluding themselves that they are women.) Women really are women, and this pisses these jackasses off. And heaven forfend a women have the …ahem, balls… to point out the obvious.
I have come to believe that women who dare to call out these men are putting themselves in danger. As seen by this jackwagon trying to choke a teenage girl.
Sometimes I dream of… well never mind. I shouldn’t encourage my own violent side.

Sometimes I dream of… well never mind. I shouldn’t encourage my own violent side.
I’ll do it for you: Formal complaints will not change their behavior. Swift physical punishment will.

But we must widen our attention from the deranged perverts who need to be put away to the pious liberals who defend and empower the monsters. Who is more evil, the insane thug or the sane liberal who empowers the thug?

Tell me you have serious issues without telling me you have serious issues.
Another man who’s at too high a spiritual plane for the conventional barbeque smalltalk of domesticated suburban dads. See also here and here.

I love a happy ending.
PS this store is about 5 miles from my home.

pst314,
Swift physical retribution, yes…but perhaps not the sniper rifle I have in mind.

I mainly come here for the italics cockups and the subsequent drama. So if that is still possible and likely , then all is fine by me.
Make yourself useful.

Hold this.

Both partners need to try gratitude.
An underappreciated quality, ironically.
Tell me you have serious issues without telling me you have serious issues.
Let’s see. Gratuitous pronouns, mental health, and the assumption that “trauma” is ubiquitous, which suggests a casual emptying of the word. The subsequent disagreement and mockery are, inevitably, framed as “trolling” and “hate.” And so, I’d guess that “Christopher not Chris” is not in fact okay with what he claims to be “really truly ok with.”
My one criticism is I think you cleaned up a little too thoroughly and put the blog title into a drawer somewhere.
Once people are here, they generally seem to know where they are. I’m assuming they don’t often have to look up and check.
[ Continues scrubbing. ]

Heat-ray attachment sold separately.

[ Notices overflowing skips in the alley ]
Was Steve E’s burned coat there too?

The article mentions “men who have sex with men (MSM)” and later refers to “the MSM community”.
Remember when MSM meant the New York Times, CBS News, the BBC, etc?

…put the blog title into a drawer somewhere.
All good dives and speakeasies are in stealth mode. You want in, the password is Swordfish.

For reminiscing purposes.
Now I feel both nostalgic and cowed.

BBQ: women don’t like the smoke and flames and grease spray. Men like the smell. That simple. Not patriarchy. Can you imagine men pulling rank to get BBQ duties?
Male small talk: all talk is small talk until you get to know someone. Among my guy friends lots of it remains small talk but we get into real stuff too. But I think what this guy wants is to talk nonstop politics, by which I mean running down the deplorables.

*hits Amazon linky…*
I do hope you’ve written a list. You wouldn’t want to forget anything cripplingly expensive.
And bless you, sir. May your tools remain organised and easy to find.

A question for Darleen
Yes, it does. The farming, ranching and otherwise non-urban areas of CA are not full of seething Wokeistanians. Suburban areas are a mixed bag. But the huge urban centers of Los Angeles, San Francisco Bay Area and much of San Diego dominate and rule the state and have become the face of CA.
The perps (from Los Angeles, Inglewood and Las Vegas) chose poorly in believing Norco “Horsetown USA” would be easy pickings. Norco isn’t just a town dominated by working horse properties (& no apartment buildings) but one that is quite active with community events including it has a large outdoor event center that hosts a a rodeo.
My grandsons graduated Norco HS in 2021, one of them is now a Navy Corpsman currently training with Marines at Camp Pendleton. One of the 13 military members killed in Afghanistan during Creepy Joe’s FUBAR bug-out was in the same JROTC program as the boys, just 2 years ahead and the town pulled out all stops to honor and support his family. They take the town’s vets seriously.

(VDH’s farm is in California’s Central Valley.)

I’m with Captain Nemo here on the Nautilus. I much preferred the current post right in the center of the page, sandwiched as it were.
Thank you. Barkeep, a drink on the Lady for me. No, wait. A drink for the Lady. On me.

Protip: Header on every page at the top that takes you back to Home. Just. Do. It.

Once people are here, they generally seem to know where they are. I’m assuming they don’t often have to look up and check.
Yeah, I’m more concerned with the utility of the masthead to take me back to the landing page, especially now that the comments extend to multiple pages. It’s also nice when I’ve opened a page in a new tab, closed the first tab, then decide I want to go back to the landing page. As I did yesterday then realized I’d have to start typing the URL again and rely on autofill to save me some time. First world problems, I know.
Except now I’m feeling crazy, and questioning if the masthead here took you back to the landing page at all. I haven’t had much sleep the past few weeks, so if I’m wrong on that, feel free to mock me mercilessly.

The rural vs urban dichotomy I think has to do with the % of people who have jobs that contact reality. Conceptual jobs (advertising, education, law, social work, administration, entertainment, even retail) do not provide feedback that what you imagine is stupid or crazy. You can go way off the deep end and never get that key slap in the face from the real world–or your policies/ideas harm others that you don’t see. For instance, the baby formula shortage and lack of monkeypox vaccine (in freezers in Europe) are both due to bureaucrats not accepting european inspection regs as adequate, with the consequences falling on others.

ccscientist,
Years ago when I was doing US-based tech product development, I had to get things certified all over the world. Most of the non-US regulations were more stringent, or at least, more picky, than in US. One either dealt with TuV, for instance, or the US FCC regs + local “improvements” (VietNam, Sri Lanka).
In some cases I believed that the foreign regs were simply disguised heavy protectionism. Brazil was an outstanding example, which was validated to me when an internal memo at HP leaked.
Bottom line, though, is that I never ran into a case where it was easier to get approved to import something into a non-US location, than it was to get approved for US -> US, or EU -> US.
That’s all a rather confused way of saying that IMHO the babyfood situation is a plain case of US protectionism.

Lyme disease: wow, talk about needing reality to slap them…

How to eliminate recidivism?

I thought you made a change that I really liked but now I’m not sure that you made it but I think it’s a good idea to consider. Instead of having a dozen or so original posts on your main page, just have one or two weeks’ worth, maybe five posts or so. That way, even with “recent comments” and “blog roll” or whatever being a scroll down, it will only take just a swipe or two to get to them. I don’t know how others peruse the blog but while I may go back a few days or a week, anything much further than that I generally use the search box for. Don’t recall if Typepad gives you the power to configure that but seems it should.

Not seeing a link to the main page from the comments. Not sure if this has already been mentioned.

Not seeing a link to the main page from the comments.
Bottom of page on left.
Also tip jar hit.

Morning, all.
Also tip jar hit.
On it. Have list. 🙂
Bless you, sir, and bless you, madam. Should you be sprawled on the sofa and 90 seconds into the tense set-up of a pacey action movie, may your overly chatty neighbour, clearly bored, not choose that precise moment to share her boredom with you via a long, rambling and entirely unnecessary phone call.

One of my best friends of over twelve years is struggling with some issues with his kids. He’s been dancing around the issue for six months. He’ll get there when he’s ready and he knows there will be a cold one when he is.
Sometimes people want to talk about whatever horrible thing is happening to them, to vent or weep or whatever, and sometimes they just want a break from thinking about whatever the horrible thing is and would prefer an interlude of normal social interaction. A mental holiday, as it were. I suppose the ideal is to make it understood that either possibility is okay.

[ Rummages in archives. ]

Thanks to Michigan State University’s Amy Bonomi, we learned of the problematic nature of video conferencing – say, when a participant’s wedding photo – which is to say, evidence of a happy marriage – is visible in the background and therefore constitutes a “microaggression” against the touchily unwed. You see, resenting someone else’s wedding photo, and then publicly complaining about its presence in that same someone else’s home, is how one establishes one’s woke credentials.

But hey, wokeness is just about being polite, you know.

Did not have nostalgia for the Wiemar Republic on my 2022 list.
Nor did I.
But given the draconian measures Germany is taking to conserve natural gas and oil, should we expect to see a law allowing Germans to only change their underwear once a year?

*hits tip jar*
Bless you, sir. May your sock drawer never be overstuffed with items of archaeological age and questionable elasticity.

items of archaeological age
This would rob me of the ability to use “I have socks older than you” as a rejoinder to stroppy Gen-Zers.

should we expect to see a law allowing Germans to only change their underwear once a year?
Let’s take a break from inveighing against Perfidious France to denounce the Boche.
[ Starts leafing through dictionary of ethnic slurs. ]

the problematic nature of video conferencing – say, when a participant’s wedding photo – which is to say, evidence of a happy marriage – is visible in the background
I’m guessing the HOA on tonight’s FaceTime call will be quite uncomfortable if they happen to see the captured Japanese battle flag in the background on my wall.

But hey, wokeness is just about being polite, you know.

Curiously, given the stated importance of “sensitivity” and being mindful of what things might mean, we aren’t invited to ponder the kind of person who would resent someone else’s wedding photo. And then complain about it. Or whether such neurotic affectations, these unhappy mental habits, are something to be actively encouraged. In the name of progress.

That.

That.
Well, imagine the kind of utter cow you’d have to be. And what that says about the psychology of wokeness, the inclinations to which it appeals.
P.S. “Ping!”
Bless you, madam. May you always remember to defrost the meatballs.

resentment is the gas that powers the Woke engine. They want to eliminate the admiration for slim, fit people, pretty people, rich people, smart people.
That.

“The woke left is composed of ugly people who want to be treated as beautiful people, bad people who want to be treated as good people, stupid people who want to be treated as smart people, and the grifters who profit from the above”
Instapundit.

A New Frontier

“We don’t tolerate any form of discrimination at our events.” “Straight/cis allies” are, of course, not welcome.

Ah! Logic, what is it good for?