Answers On A Postcard, Please
A question regarding this, and many others like it:
I wonder whether this absurdity is going to continue indefinitely, stretching into the future, beyond my lifetime. Or will it peter out, like any fad, and then be remembered with some embarrassment?
Via Karl.
Consider this an open thread.
…the very last space kept getting replaced with a ‘%20…I think is specific to Muldoon’s configuration…
That would be the case if it happened all the time which clearly it does not, however,
So what appears to be happening is that the wizard, pictured here performing for David in sub basement 2, gets confused when encountering a %20 and throws them into the text thus creating hosed links. Where the random %20s come is anyone’s guess, but I suspect the wizard is getting into the hump fat antifreeze again.
Edit – if you don’t specifically break bogus links as in the above example, the wizard awakens from his drunken stupor and tries to make them.
I never cease to marvel at how quick liberal journalists are to talk about “compromise”.
This.
Or in terms of whether dysmorphic men and autogynephile perverts should have socially affirmed access to women’s toilets, changing rooms and other intimate spaces.
Or in The Netherlands, children’s television shows.
Well, it is very much at the heart of the issue.
Regrettably,
So it might be some time before this particular madness dissipates.
Scientist now seems to mean anyone who can don a lab coat & speak pretentiously.
Good grief. “Zara Jade: Halifax woman” – they aren’t even trying anymore! This kind of thing makes me think this is all a shit test to see how far they can go before people start being sufficiently brave to say “Enough.”. But the trans activists are doing their damndest to make everyone afraid to be the first to stop clapping. And then on top of that you get do-gooders like Kay trying to find the Compromise.
I had someone ask me if a mutual friend (who happens to be gay) decided he was female, and requested I use she/her pronouns, would I do so. I said no, mainly because in that friend’s presence, I’d use his name, or “you”, and no one gets to tell me how to speak when they are not around. I am also not on Twitter, avoid most everything on Facebook, frequent this fine establishment under a pseudonym, and am a hermit most of the time, so I can maybe get away with that. Coward? Possibly. I don’t want to be forced to lie, so I avoid humans as much as possible. I also don’t “people” well, so this is probably the best for everyone.
to waft burning sage to appease the spirits
Just make sure you’re using North American white sage and not Baltic sage. As I recently discovered here, I’ve been using the wrong sage all this time.
That would explain why I can’t get that bloodstain off the wall in the bathroom, now that I think of it.
As for the URL thing: A lot of Operating Systems, browsers and even web sites won’t just copy and paste raw text any more. If they detect that you’re pasting a URL, they’ll go grab the URL, try to find the title of the page, and use that as the link text with the actual URL as the link data. That process ****ing up is likely why you’re getting spurious URL-encoded spaces (%20) in your post links. I expect that if you’re pasting from a proxy or web privatizing service it’s more likely.
Speaking of mental illness… “Black lives matter! My pussy matters!”
Compromise: Some of the recent demands seem to preclude compromise and only surrender is acceptable. For example:
mass looting of stores being ok
disorder and assaults on streets and trains
trans in women’s sports and locker rooms
sexualization of children
totally open borders
allowing the homeless to camp anywhere and do whatever (sex pooping and needles in the street)
gov agencies suppressing political opponents/unpopular views (UK and US and Canada…etc) instead of just criminals.
The blm lady with the important cat was taking a big chance.
Being white she is not automatically protected from her lawlessness. I was disappointed not to see her getting a well-deserved slap from Walmart security.
As for the rest of us, will we be expected to lie only some of the time?
And no good deed will go unpunished. We want to believe it when we’re told that they’re just the conventional lies required by politeness and hospitality (it’s no trouble at all, it’s always a pleasure to see you, your children are delightful, come whenever you like, make yourself at home in my home), which are very nice things as long as the guest plays his part by not interpreting it as our literal and binding consent to include them unconditionally, enthusiastically, and for ever, a commitment which would make it impossible for us to have a home or a normal life. If a guest does take the lies literally and overstays their welcome, the resulting chilliness or hesitancy on our part becomes evidence for the prosecution of our hypocrisy/implicit bias/systemic hate, which requires us to prove our moral legitimacy by telling even bigger lies, and so on until who knows when, probably until these particular guests are outvibrancied by other guests, or a miracle occurs and we stop believing that our moral legitimacy requires these repeated, escalating, pedal-to-the-metal gestures of non-discrimination.
A number of leftists have told me that this is all merely about politeness and hospitality. They are lying, of course.
This is the left weaponizing politeness and hospitality for malevolent purposes.
The ancient Greeks regarded hospitality as a sacred duty: Violations of the rules of hospitality–by host or by guest–were sins of impiety and invited divine retribution. I have no problem with secular retribution. These people are not our friends. They are not even our countrymen.
While poking through the high-security wing of transgender TikTok, I’ve seen dozens of videos in which some dysmorphic misfit scolds those “allies” who have been compliant with earlier demands and mouthed the expected pronouns – referred to disdainfully as “the bare minimum.”
The reason for the scolding, indulged in with visible glee, is that those “allies” had failed to actually perceive what they are told to perceive. The “allies” had been cowed and played along politely – they had pretended to see a man as a woman, or to see a psychologically damaged teenage girl as a man, and had affirmed and flattered on demand, but this wasn’t enough.
Actual hallucination was now the bar to be met.
Satisfaction being impossible, it seems – and unwanted. Presumably, because the game of domination must go on, forever.
That’s because it’s your humiliation which triggers their endorphins. Not your mere compliance.
Exactly. It’s about as far from reason as one can get. That’s the point. Further attempts to use even more logic and reason will only amplify their satisfaction. It furthers the humiliation.
I have witnessed some “amusing” attempts to reason with such disturbed people. One must instead call them on their bullshit, confront them with their bad faith, and tell them to shape up or ship out. No arguing, no negotiation, no accommodation. Just ultimatum.
I’ve decided blame #wokery on the lack of lead paint chips in their diet.
But who has postcards anymore?