Friday Ephemera
The scent of a woman. || Two types of pleasure face. || Change of plan. And yes, everyone survived. || Deploy. || Their drinks are fancier than yours. || Frame the dog. || That’s exactly how I would’ve done it. || This watch is thinner than yours. || Incoming. || Incoming 2. || Never mind the scenery, just watch where you step. || Today’s word is snug. || The thrill of innovation. || The thrill of grocery shopping. || Philadelphia street scenes. || Why dogs don’t rule the Earth. || “Are you? Are you? Are you?” || Somewhat related. || He loves you, so there’s that. || I have questions. || Tidying. || Two points, perhaps related. || An invitation to chat, possibly over coffee. || And finally, thrillingly, a sighting of bra and panties.
Deploy.
What happens when hundreds of people on dozens of floors want to use those things at nearly the same time?
And finally, thrillingly, a sighting of bra and panties.
“Thrillingly”?
Wrestlemania.
I’ll bet he’s right.
It can’t be Ikea: I didn’t see a single Allen wrench.
Seems reasonable.
Mother of 10-year-old defends the man who impregnated her. I have read that this sort of thing is fairly widely accepted in parts of Latin America. Hard to believe, but I’ve read such claims a few times.
Re ‘Are you? Are you? Are you?’ More of the same condescension and demonstrated disdain for the out-group. Bridges seems to have amassed quite a following of lackwits who believe that she ‘schooled’ the slow-thinking, evil white men.
LP of note.
(The Internet Archive’s “Unlocked Recordings” section is a bit of a rabbit-hole. There’s some genuinely good stuff in there.)
LP of note.
I actually enjoyed that. When growing up, my family would camp on the shores of the Kawartha Lakes, and I would fall asleep to the sounds of frogs calling. It stopped about 30 years ago and you just don’t hear them any more.
a sighting of bra and panties
Not gonna click.
Not gonna click.
Not gonna click.
Hmmm, maybe this time it won’t be…
*click*
Aaaaarrrrgh!
Incoming 2
Must go faster.
The thrill of innovation.
I wish I’d thought of that last week.
A Judge Dredd comic from ~1978 (“Firebug”) covered that possibility. Let’s just say that with the limited training that most people would have, it doesn’t work out well.
OTOH, you might live through the experience, unlike those in the Twin Towers so many years ago.
An invitation to chat, possibly over coffee.
Cats don’t work that way.
I know he’s right. The best and brightest were NOT in the School of Education in the early 1990s and I rather doubt things have gotten better over time.
Senator Cornhole (AKA “Cornyn”) is a posturing fuck.
I voted for the son-of-a-bitch in the last election and I regret that more than when I voted for Mittens (who I thought was a lesser POS than Obama, but now I’m not sure).
YMMV.
Morning, all.
Not gonna click.
Not gonna click.
Not gonna click.
Hmmm, maybe this time it won’t be…
*click*
Aaaaarrrrgh!
[ Nonchalant whistling. ]
In parish news.
John Jeffs, 74, was wearing just a pair of ladies stockings
A de-frocked vicar then?
A de-frocked vicar then?
It does rather sound like one of those “Is now not a good time?” moments.
The thrill of grocery shopping.
What the hell is wrong with people?
This is a person who wants to teach your children, encouraging his young audience to go “no contact” with their family.
A defining characteristic of cults.
There are undoubtedly circumstances where a person should lose contact with abusive family members. But dropping all contact with family because some dodgy TikTok educator tells you to? Not one of them.
But dropping all contact with family because some dodgy TikTok educator tells you to?
And there’s a hint of… something like boasting… when Mr Marsh announces that he’s estranged from his entire family. “Extended family, cousins, everybody.” But as I’ve said before, his seems to be a very brittle personality, such that my suspicion is it could crack and shatter at any moment.
The fretful BBC.
And there’s a hint of… something like boasting… when Mr Marsh announces that he’s estranged from his entire family.
And they’ve had wonderful Thanksgivings since then.
BTW, I have watched Matt Walsh’s piece “What Is a Woman?” Very enlightening but at the same time frustrating to listen to these people speak contrary to reality and common sense.
The fretful BBC.
If you’re woke you’ve got to piss on someone’s chips. It’s the rules.
If you’re woke you’ve got to piss on someone’s chips. It’s the rules.
It’s such a bizarre reflex. That a team of eleven women should happen to be white, in a country where 87% of the population is white – which Londoners often forget – in a sport that is chiefly pursued by white, middle-class girls, is apparently a basis for ostentatious concern. As if it were some obvious wickedness that must be corrected. No evidence of wrongdoing need be presented, of course. The outcome itself is deemed problematic. I’m guessing that the same woke commentators don’t fret about melanin ratios in sports where black athletes tend to dominate out of all proportion to their demographic percentage, which is a mere 3%.
What the hell is wrong with people?
There have always been bad people and crazy people, although some of our “elites” seem to encourage and celebrate anti-social behavior (and thinking).
We do not punish such people often enough and severely enough. Nor do we punish the “smart people” who protect and even celebrate the criminals.
The fretful BBC.:
“Diversity” is Orwellian code for “not white”. A California school district recently celebrated the “diversity” of a school whose students were entirely or nearly entirely black and hispanic.
And yes, everyone survived.
The rest of the story.
Clear left, right, and above.
There have always been bad people and crazy people
Pre-internet it wasn’t so easy to (mass)identify, contact, organize and inflict them on everyone else.
in a country where 87% of the population is white – which Londoners often forget
That.
That.
Well, if, for instance, the sport is fairly regional and if many of its enthusiasts, the ones who stick with it, live in rural areas, then the racial demographics of the team are pretty much what you’d expect. But instead of considering such possibilities before rushing to the podium atop Mount Grievance, the BBC commentator opts for souring the team’s victory by implying that it would somehow have been more of a victory if some of the white players had been replaced with browner ones, even if, presumably, they played less well.
It’s a bit weird.
This is a person who wants to teach your children, encouraging his young audience to go “no contact” with their family.
I’m getting the word….. nonce.
What the hell is wrong with people?
Alternative name for this blog.
You can sell anything to Brooklyn hipster douchebags, $10 ‘anti-capitalist” popsicles.
Heh.
You can sell anything to Brooklyn hipster douchebags
And it seems to be a large market.
BBC madness
The irony of that clip is that the commentator complaining about lack of diversity is Northern Irish. N Ireland, apart from religious matters, is probably the least diverse part of the British Isles*. I’d bet the POC population doesn’t even reach 1%.
* I was about to say UK, but of course NI is not part of the United Kingdom.
I have issues with Internet Archive (after Trump’s election they fundraised off the scare tactic of “we have to move our servers out of the U.S. and to freedom-loving Canada), but they’ve given me access to books instantly that I’d have to spend a lot of money on or wait weeks (if available) through the internlibrary loan.
That said, I didn’t realize Paul McCartney albums was such a scarce commodity. Considering I have the original album on my basement shelf.
“This watch is thinner than yours.”
That is one fugly fugly watch.
Philadelphia street scenes
A dozen years ago, while at a convention in Philly, I took a wrong turn and drove through North Philly at night. Deserted streets. Lights busted out. First time I’d seen a burned-out car on an American street. The car ahead of me showed me a native folkway by running stop sign after stop sign. I was never happier finding my way out.
This was worse.
That is one fugly fugly watch.
Notable, I think, as a technical feat rather than an aesthetic one.
The best and brightest were NOT in the School of Education in the early 1990s
It goes back way before the 1990s. When I was at school in the 1950s those that could went to university (new ones were creeping in but none offered basketweaving type courses. Possibly the closest to that was Oxford’s PPE course though Exeter had a reputation as the Hooray H & H’s party university) Next in line were Teachers’ Training Colleges which predominantly had female intakes and seemed to be orientated to primary level teaching. Alternatively the Polytechnics offered real job-orientated post-secondary education.
Tidying
Great…now I gotta go put them back.
Hmmm, maybe this time it won’t be…
*click*
Some never learn…
*confirmed non clicker here*
Bridges seems to have amassed quite a following of lackwits who believe that she ‘schooled’ the slow-thinking, evil white men.
For all intents and purposes, she did.
We do not punish such people often enough and severely enough. Nor do we punish the “smart people” who protect and even celebrate the criminals.
This right here is the real problem. The vast majority of the people frequently seen here are NOC types. They don’t think or behave for themselves. They are very weak minded people who have no idea how to handle a stressful world. A world that certainly does not need to be as stressful as it is, yet the “smart” people continue to make it more so. And the cycle continues, spiraling ever downward. Nothing is going to change until we deal effectively with the “smart” people.
That should be ‘NPC types’. Sorry.
“You can sell anything to Brooklyn hipster douchebags, $10 ‘anti-capitalist” popsicles.”
Matt Pritchett had a cartoon in the Telegraph a few years back with a masked “anarchist” sitting at a stall marked “’Smash Capitalism’ T-Shirts, £10”.
“I’d bet the POC population doesn’t even reach 1%.”
Probably not. Scotland was about 98% white until Blair flung the doors open. (I think it’s something like 92% now.)
“* I was about to say UK, but of course NI is not part of the United Kingdom.”
“The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland”.
“That is one fugly fugly watch.”
It’s always a matter of taste, but I find the previous record holder rather more aesthetically pleasing. If you ignore the… er… “unique QR code engraving offering the ability to connect to a NFT and the metaverse”. For pity’s sake.
unique QR code
You know…if you really wanna go thin…what you could do is get a QR code that immediately connects you to the universal time service tattooed onto your arm. Then you will never need to buy another watch again. Well excepting if you lose your arm in a tragic accident or the flesh gets burned off…perhaps by cannibals trying to roast you for their dinner just before you get saved by a platoon of transsexual POC Navy Seals. Hope this helps!
Some never learn…
*confirmed non clicker here*
I thought I’d learned my lesson, but I’ve been away from here for too long and forgotten my previous lessons. Reverted to my previous belief in our host’s common decency, to my chagrin.
That “cut off your family” “dude”…he needs some good ol’ boys to go have them a chat with him…a very, very intense one.
That high-rise parachute is interesting. Does the hard case fall away or remain attached?
I have questions.
I don’t even know where to start…
Two types of pleasure face.
More scary than the ride…
Alternative name for this blog.
Concur.
Are you?
How is this crazy lady in charge of anyone’s edumacation? Based on the way she giggles in her testimony, it really sounds like even she doesn’t believe her BS…she’s in it for something else.
…probably enough of my commentary for this week…
“The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland”.
Mr Duncan you are indeed correct. Dons hamster urine mask.
Sort of related: I have now come out as Woo-phobic which includes all the woke and associated sillinesses.
Sam Duncan: At least it’s easier to tell the time on that watch, although it should lose points for the silly QR code.
UTF: True. On reflection though, that’s not actually the one I was thinking of. This is: the Piaget Altiplano Ultimate Concept, from 2020. (There seems to be a bit of a thin watch arms-race going on at the moment.) Now, that’s just a properly nice-looking watch that happens to be ridiculously thin.
You’re probably wondering how I ended up in this situation.
I’m pure at heart.
I thought I’d learned my lesson, but I’ve been away from here for too long and forgotten my previous lessons.
Clearly, I’m going to have to start taking attendance. With a tardy book and everything.
thin watch arms-race
Perhaps a reaction to the “big clocks, big …..” school, traced back to Navy Aviators…
*glances at wrist sporting big Tag*
Piaget’s ultra thin watch, which held the record before the Bulgari (I think) is rather nicer:
https://monochrome-watches.com/the-worlds-thinnest-mechanical-watch-piaget-altiplano-ultimate-concept/
[ Rolls up sleeve, checks thickness of watch. ]
6.7 mm. Until a few days ago, I thought that was pretty slimline. It’s certainly much less cluttered than the current record holders.
The fretful BBC.
Whites push their daughters into elite sport, non-whites encourage their daughters to get married and have children. The demographic winner becomes clearer with each decade that goes by. But these clusters of high-investment white girls can make a 2022 athletic competition look more like 1962.
Luckily there’s GB News to represent conservatives who want to conserve things, to point out that elite sport is is a circus, that pushing women into elite sport isn’t a worthwhile priority, that European countries are entitled to have football teams, and more to the point are entitled to have countries, without having to put out a red carpet for racial outsiders.
Of course not: the GB News panel says that England and its football teams used to be racist but aren’t any more; that by Jingo we Englishmen are so not-racist these days that we cheer for Jackie Robinson and Muhammad Ali and the content of their character; and that the real racists are the BBC whose top earners are all white. The presenter hounds the liberal panel member with this last revelation as if it undermines rather than reinforces the BBC’s theme of the ongoing need for white English to be monitored and critiqued and defamed for their chronic racism.
Education: there are educational methods that have been proven to work, but teachers don’t like them and instead go with the latest fad. One fad around here is not having math textbooks. This means nothing for the students to refer to, no examples, no explanations. It creates lots of business for tutors. Phonics was shown 50 yrs ago to enable rapid mastery of reading. Teachers don’t like it. Group projects always have slackers in each group but it is a fad. etc.
I’m pure at heart.
“When my son is breast-feeding I be making love to my woman.”
Damn, if he’d only been born white and in Delaware and he could be President of the United States someday.
6.7 mm. Until a few days ago, I thought that was pretty slimline.
Like wearing a doorstop on your wrist. 😉
My Gucci watch from the 80s is 2.7 mm and my 80s Seiko is a whopping 2.0 mm.
“When my son is breast-feeding I be making love to my woman.”
Tbf he didn’t say they were the same woman.
by Jingo we Englishmen are so not-racist these days that we cheer for Jackie Robinson and Muhammad Ali and the content of their character; and that the real racists are the BBC whose top earners are all white. The presenter hounds the liberal panel member with this last revelation as if it undermines rather than reinforces the BBC’s theme of the ongoing need for white English to be monitored and critiqued and defamed for their chronic racism.
Our elites need to be more En Vogue. Or is it less en vogue? I literally don’t know anymore.
I no longer even bother to attempt to refute false accusations of racism (or sexism, or fascism, or other-isms). Instead, I attack the accuser, pointing out the lies, the evasions, the bad faith, etc.
The not so terrible sea lion.
Exorcism? Or last rites?
I attack the accuser, pointing out the lies, the evasions, the bad faith, etc.
This reminds me of the old rule for vicious office politics: deny everything, admit nothing, make counter accusations.
But yes, your approach is a good tool to shut down the dishonest attacks.
To the extent that there is an honest listener/reader, refuting the ideas is still important.
Last rites?
No chaplain was available.
But yes, your approach is a good tool to shut down the dishonest attacks.
Key was my realization that one cannot win by attempting to refute false accusations: It takes vastly more effort to refute each falsehood. The accuser will refuse to honestly engage with anything you say. Your protests will be used against you. Thus, it is better to go on the offensive as quickly as possible and to take no prisoners.
Not all the insanity and mayhem is in Portland and San Francisco.
“Not all the insanity and mayhem is in Portland and San Francisco.”
I’ve done that on a Morris Minor, although I was seated, facing the direction of travel. And it was on, I hasten to add, a private road with the permission* of the driver. Moggies even have a little handle on the bonnet for you to hold on to. At least, I assume that’s what it’s for.
*Encouragement, frankly. Teenage boys… need I say more?
How dare you not take us seriously.
Thin watches.
I’m guessing those featured on here are extremely pricey.
Instead I can recommended various models by Skagen. Maybe a bit more than 2mm but eminently affordable and pleasingly minimalist design.
Maybe a bit more than 2mm but eminently affordable and pleasingly minimalist design.
I was looking for a new watch last year and trying to find something that wasn’t the size and weight of a hockey puck and encrusted with umpteen gratuitous buttons and sub-dials. It took a while.
By the way, I’m fiddling with the text size of the main posts. Some of you heathens have complained that the text was too small for ageing eyes and that enlarging via your browser was too exhausting. I don’t have many options on that front, and with my limited tech savvy it’s tricky to change one thing without buggering up something else, but let me know if it looks better, or worse, or is at least more legible.
Our elites need to be more En Vogue.
I recall this music video fondly from my adolescence.
See, David? This is how you post links for a straight male audience.
Anything to increase font size is appreciated by those of us with Mr Magoo tendencies.
GAH! The new font size – do not like.
I recall this music video fondly from my adolescence.
I vaguely remember some shimmering, and quite short, silver dresses. I’m guessing you recall the particulars more vividly.
Anything to increase font size is appreciated by those of us with Mr Magoo tendencies.
[ Fetches cushion, slippers. ]
How dare you not take us seriously.
Assuming this is the same, for those of us who have no truck with instagram or anything else google…winning over allies and striking fear in the hearts of our adversaries.
Font – second Captain Nemo.
Thin watches.
They make People of Size unsafe. [ Frowns at David and the denizens ]
Some of you heathens have complained that the text was too small for ageing eyes and that enlarging via your browser was too exhausting.
Enlarging via my browser is only too exhausting if I can find a way to use font size to tease David.
I cannot give an immediate opinion of the change you made, David, as I usually adjust font size when viewing different websites.
I was looking for a new watch last year and trying to find something that wasn’t the size and weight of a hockey puck and encrusted with umpteen gratuitous buttons and sub-dials.
All those gratuitous dials and gears detract hugely from the beauty of a watch. They’re garish rococo embellishments for modern techno-nerds. Give me a traditional design any day. (Except that I haven’t worn a watch in years since I always carry a smart phone. Shrug. )
I vaguely remember some shimmering…
And at the time did not immediately feel an unquenchable desire to immitate them, publicly, in garish pantomime? This is contrary to the current Message of the Revolution.
Report for re-grooving.
Thin watches, as reliable and accurate as Timex watches, ‘Timex, Time is for time, X for for unknown.”
For some reason I don’t think this is exactly something they should be bragging about.
David and the denizens
Band name.
Meanwhile at the EU, another compelling speech.
Band name.
Having no real musical talent, I’ll have to be a roadie. In charge of inspecting catered food for the absence of brown M&M’s. And maybe a few other jobs that don’t require heavy lifting.
Meanwhile at the EU, another compelling speech.
Those sophisticated, hyper-intelligent Europeans that America must emulate, right?
“I’m Lavrentiy Beria, and I approve this message.“
So, SUPER BIG FONT or teeny tiny font? Those are your choices, it seems. Vote now.
What about a font with crappy kerning so I can complain about it?
“I’m Lavrentiy Beria, and I approve this message.”
Step 1: Allow vast numbers of hostile immigrants who will refuse to assimilate.
Step 2: Allow habitual criminals to walk the streets.
Step 3: Enact more intrusive and oppressive laws, in a false promise to curtail crime.
Step 4: Rinse and repeat.
Speaking of which, I hear that after largely (and largely uselessly) banning the owning of firearms and the carrying of knives and any weapons*, the UK is now poised to ban pointed knives–even though criminals are far more likely to slash than stab. What will the UK do next, when that measure does not reduce knife crime?
* It made a big impression on me when I started reading about innocent peaceful citizens arrested and convicted for carrying weapons to defend themselves from ever-more-prevalent thugs. Very effective in persuading me that the ruling class was corrupt and entirely indifferent to the well being of the citizenry. And that was well before I heard about the Rotherham child rape scandal.
For some reason I don’t think this is exactly something they should be bragging about.
Perhaps the officers are planning early retirement?
When I checked in just now I wondered if I had fiddled with the settings. Even though I need new glasses I was fairly happy with the old font size.
The new setting I approve.
Cannot lock up this lunatic because that would infringe on his rights.
Vote now.
I am nigh antediluvian, and vote for the old one, as do all the ballots I stuffed in the box down on 34th and Vine.
Even though I need new glasses…
Here is an eye test for you.