Friday Ephemera
Bubbling detected. || An abundance of ladybirds. || Singled out. || Monkey see, monkey do. || Mahi-mahi. || “It’s mango, don’t you like it?” (h/t, Ben) || The shadow of the Moon. || Magic show of note. (h/t, Desert Rat) || Signage. (h/t, Perry) || Summon the worms. || Today’s word is uncrossable. || Kiss of life. || I foresee accessibility issues. || Steals car, kidnaps child, when caught invokes victimhood. || As cabin views go, it’s pretty decent, actually. || Treasuring the good times. || Hardcore teacher. || Two types of home security, exchanging looks. || Stealth tech in action. || He was sent to buy curtains. || That’s exactly how I would’ve done it. || How to enhance your viewing of vampire-romance movies. || And finally, via Paul Johnson, when the Space Age met the Stone Age, in 1964.
Oh, and a reminder that I now have a Twitter account.
Fist shaking and galleon launching ensues.
“An abundance of ladybirds.”
I remember seeing something like that about 30 years ago in St. Andrews, of all places, down by the first tee of the Old Course. All the fences around the practice green and along the edge of the fairway were encrusted with the things. Very weird. They stayed for a few days, as I recall.
“Fist shaking and galleon launching ensues.”
It’s the other way round, surely?
It’s the other way round, surely?
Was poorly worded…
“Meanwhile in Blighty, Fist shaking and galleon launching ensues.
Singled out.
Owner is Joe Btfsplk.
Prosciutto in it’s natural habitat
Owner is Joe Btfsplk.
Or Rincewind
Here comes the Doctor.
This is true.
I have known a lot of liberals who badly needed to experience what happened to those pedestrians.
An abundance of ladybirds.
I don’t think I’ve seen a real ladybird in years where I live. They’ve mostly been pushed out by look-alike asian lady beetles. They are quite nasty. They bite. They try to infiltrate your house and they give off a smell similar to a stinkbug. I like to think of them as Trans Ladybugs.
Owner is Joe Btfsplk.
I think you’ve misspelled Biden.
Someone in an earlier thread brought up the Frantics Boot to the Head. Here’s boot to the head in the frog world.
Summon the worms
If you rub without rhythm, you won’t attract the worm.
How to enhance your viewing of vampire-romance movies
Entirely unnecessary. I saw Twilight for $7 in Barrie on New Year’s Eve Day because everything was closed and it was so cold that waiting outside for the festivities would have been actually dangerous. Best $7 I’ve ever spent. I’ve never laughed so hard, and Rachelle Lefebvre-spotting is always fun.
Today’s word is uncrossable – Comments are priceless
“Mahi-mahi.”
Can confirm they are as delicious as they are beautiful.
Steals car, kidnaps child, when caught invokes victimhood.
Landfill, as our host would say.
when the Space Age met the Stone Age, in 1964.
I learned something today.
Morning, all.
I learned something today.
Given the subject matter, it’s surprisingly even-handed.
This is true.
Landfill, as our host would say.
It’s worth noting the car thief’s utter lack of concern for the 9-year-old he abducted along with the car. The only concern is for himself and how he has supposedly been wronged – by being stopped from escaping while committing a serious crime. Everyone else is mere furniture, it seems – a backdrop to his own self-absorption. As anyone who’s seen the reality series Cops will know, this is far from uncommon, practically a staple.
I’ve long since lost count of the ‘progressive’ apologists who insist that habitual criminals, including violent and predatory criminals, deserve our indulgence and compassion, usually more compassion than their numerous law-abiding victims. But this Designated Victim Group is all but defined by pathological selfishness, which suggests that the favour is unlikely to be reciprocated.
How to enhance your viewing of vampire-romance movies.
I like the ‘Titanic’ one.
https://twitter.com/SirKatelyn/status/1557224990520406016
I like the ‘Titanic’ one.
It’s a thing of wonder.
‘progressive’ apologists who insist that habitual criminals, including violent and predatory criminals, deserve our indulgence and compassion
It’s as if prog apologists are actually terrified of these people but think that they can avoid being harmed by them by publicly (and sometimes professionally, while earning taxpayer money) taking their side.
But of course this requires one to pretend oneself into a situation that is nearly impossible to back out of, as we see with so many leftist “causes”.
But of course this requires one to pretend oneself into a situation that is nearly impossible to back out of,
If you poke through the links above, which themselves have links to more examples, the mental contortions on show are quite extraordinary. It is, as you say, pretentious, and contemptible. With enough of that attitude, you can ruin a civilisation.
when the Space Age met the Stone Age, in 1964.
I reckon the men left an abundance of their seed behind before buggering off going by the number of children.
when the Space Age met the Stone Age, in 1964.
Thanks for sharing that. Hadn’t heard of it.
Summon the worms
I have heard claims that the worms come to the surface because it sounds like heavy rain that will drown them otherwise. No idea if that is true.
I’ve long since lost count of the ‘progressive’ apologists who insist that habitual criminals, including violent and predatory criminals, deserve our indulgence and compassion, usually more compassion than their numerous law-abiding victims.
There should be consequences for peddling such harmful views and policies.
Hadn’t heard of it.
No, I hadn’t either. Again, for an ABC broadcast, circa 2009, it’s remarkably free of the condescension and pretension that you’d expect if made now. The aboriginal people tell their story, warts and all. The “devil men” tell theirs. And it does capture something of the surrealism of the encounter, as when the aboriginals first see a truck: “The rock has come alive.”
And in theatre news. Because modern pretensions must prevail.
Note the pushback in the comments.
And in theatre news.
Joan of Arc, eh?
We must always be culturally sensitive, so what with being French and all, does she prefer ils/les or elles/les?
does she prefer ils/les or elles/les?
What about the fact that the French language genders objects – is that “problematic”?
Joan of Arc, eh?
And while being so predictable and neurotically conformist, they imagine themselves as daring.
Officer Pat Smoth (she/her) enjoys her sabbatical.
You can see how happy she is.
You can see how happy she is.
Anita Dickenme. [ snort ]
Lionel Trilling, the literary critic, elucidated this facet of our nature with characteristic eloquence. ‘When once we have made our fellow men the objects of our enlightened interest,’ he put it, something within us causes us to then ‘go on and make them the objects of our pity, then of our wisdom, ultimately of our coercion.’ It is this chain of causation – from knowledge to compassion, from compassion to the application of expertise, and from expertise to the imposition of control – that is most important in understanding lockdown and associated measures. We see in it the basic pattern for everything that happened in that crazy spring of 2020.
You can read more here.
Property of note.
Would suit motoring enthusiast with a side interest in renegade Nazis, or vice versa.*
*What the blurb doesn’t tell you is that after the war the gaff was owned by Archie Frazer-Nash, who had a private test track built within the grounds. You get that, and the staircase where Rudolf Hess tried to commit suicide but succeeded only in breaking his leg. What’s not to like?
Another suggestion for a Globe Theatre production.
And while being so predictable and neurotically conformist, they imagine themselves as daring.
That.
it does capture something of the surrealism of the encounter, as when the aboriginals first see a truck: “The rock has come alive.”
And that. 🙂
That.
It is, as they say, all so tiresome.
It’s as if prog apologists are actually terrified of these people but think that they can avoid being harmed by them by publicly (and sometimes professionally, while earning taxpayer money) taking their side.
As if? I thought it was mighty obvious by now. In dealing with even minor problems in my community it has become extremely clear to me that the vast majority of people whom I know, even a couple cops with whom I have spoken, are worthless cowards. Some will give you big talk but basically, when the chips are down, when push comes to shove…hell they give up at even the threat of a push. Not that I didn’t see it years ago, especially with all the kneeling more recently, but now I am dealing with these issues directly myself. People get what they deserve. I hate to say it but I’m willing to bet the lady pushing her baby who got run over, odds are good IMNSHO that she would not stand up against any of this. The thing that gets me is that these cowards are dragging me down with them.
Officer Pat Smoth (she/her) enjoys her sabbatical.
FFS they aren’t even trying anymore. Just like that Thomas swimmer person – slap on a ladies bathing suit and viola you’re a woman! At least Thomas attempted a tuck – this guy isn’t even trying that. It’s so in-your-face that it has to be a shit test. They are trying to find out how blatantly ridiculous they have to be before people push back. But they have the bully pulpit and the force of the Law, or at least Plod, behind them, so I guess the answer is pretty damned far, judging by the reaction to that Qualitative “Research” paper.
Likely not many men with that name.
— ducks —
I am delighted to be able to announce that an anagram of “Officer Pat Smoth” is “tipstaff moocher”.
Thankyouverymuchindeed.
Joan of Arc, eh?
Somewhat related.
Because if you’re a dysmorphic woman, or someone who pretends to be, everything has to be about you. Everything must validate. And note the writer’s reluctance to refer to Joan of Arc as having actually been female. Instead, we get contrivance – “this person,” etc.
Joan of Arc, eh?
I miss the days where they just insisted that she totally fought on the front lines with her troops, just like a man.
In a group dedicated to laughing at ancient aliens and other BS archaeology theories, there’s a fellow insisting that Emperor Septimius Severus was black because all of the public busts clearly depict a black man.
Clearly.
It’s so in-your-face that it has to be a shit test
The devil you say.
viola you’re a woman!
There’s too much fiddling with reality these days.
And note the writer’s reluctance to refer to Joan of Arc as having actually been female. Instead, we get contrivance – “this person,” etc.
So it’s okay to misgender people now?
So it’s okay to misgender people now?
Heh. Well, quite. Apparently, you can “queer” and “trans” historical figures and erase their sex and such – and then wait to be applauded. But I’m guessing that the people doing this wouldn’t appreciate reciprocation.
worms: when they feel vibrations, they think it is rain, and come to the surface. The woodcock uses a rocking walk to simulate vibrations and get worms to come up so they are prey.
Love the sign the kid is holding.
Stonehenge: compare the photo to today. They just as-you-please “restored” the stones decades ago. So if you wonder how they remained standing for 5000 years (or whatever), they didn’t.
it does capture something of the surrealism of the encounter, as when the aboriginals first see a truck: “The rock has come alive.”
“Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic” Arthur C. Clarke.