Friday Ephemera (676)
You want one and you know it. || When the neighbours drop by. || Visitors of a different kind. || Dating decisions. || I gather this is what goes on in ladies’ fitting rooms. || A suitably ill-tempered guide to the Russian Revolution and its consequences – part 1, part 2, part 3. || Just like the knights of old. || Buffet nibbles. || His clicky nails. || Skillz. || It comes with a curing kit. || “Can I get it Tuesday?” she asked. Full video here. (h/t, pst314) || Disco clam. || Dance moves. || Martian wheels, stretchy metal. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || Emotional journey. || Mystery solved. || Control panel of note. || The progressive retail experience, parts 472, 473, and 474. || A project for the weekend. || How to feel old. || Insufficiently aloft. || Indoor bees. || And finally, today’s word is subgenre.
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via Ace…I’m not a conservative, I’m an anti-communist.
That presumes a level of solicitude that may well not exist.
Frickin’ BBC, paraphrasing a bit, “Racisism, racism, racism”, interviews people in massive crowd walking to palace, picks black lady who came all the way from (adjusts glasses) California.
It is like Jim Crow on steroids in that crowd.
Later that morning, again paraphrasing just a bit, “I can’t help compare the diversity in the Abbey to the whiteness on the balcony”. 13.2% of the royal family must now be “diverse”, I guess.
Heh. This is kinda funny. Kinda…
Also entertaining. Oof!
I can’t be sure, but I think this may be a come-on.
Please form an orderly line.
I can’t be sure, but I think this may be a come-on.
TBF, he got the “I have no mind” part right, and speaking of people with no functional mind, let us go to California and listen to this brilliant notion.
Does it have a younger sister?
Much younger?
Asking for a friend.
[ Fetches spray bottle, hamster urine. ]
My first thought was elder abuse. This person could have Alzheimer’s or dementia or something and they have no idea what specifically they are doing. I could easily see my mother in law being taken advantage of in such a manner a few years ago. She would have had no idea about the words but she could still read them. Someone on that twit thread commented that the legs don’t match the face in age. Young people today have no idea what nylons were.
Bud Lite ads from the olden days.
Rachel is unhappy.
Supermarket scenes.
Rachel is unhappy.
Related:
Synthetic cannabinoids (known to induce paranoia and hallucinations) and who knows what else “to heal”.
Mehdi and Jay are also unhappy.
Le droit de cuissage seems a bit closer to it.
I find that I can bear their dissatisfaction with equanimity.
We often see vids of lunatics making a scene at a fast-food place or waffle house about a small extra charge or something else trivial. Here is the proper way to get what you want (assuming what you want isn’t insane). 12 yrs ago we redid our kitchens and baths. We bought cabinets from a big-box hardware store (US). They screwed up everything. The guy they sent to measure could not do math. Same guy inspected the boxes with the cabinets (in our garage) and did not notice that 5 were broken. When the carpenters came and discovered this they walked out instead of installing what wasn’t broken (which would have enabled us to get bathrooms and kitchen sink running again). I took drawings, photos, and timeline to big-box and calmly explained the multiple screw-ups and how this meant we had an unliveable house for 4 months. I did not raise my voice. I got the cabinets free ($7000). If I had demonstrated how mad I was (I was plenty upset) I would have gone to jail instead.
As another example, the only two people ever fired by our company were fired for yelling at customers. Losing your temper is not how one gets ahead.
Pima nocta: there is a movie about it called “The Keep” in which the local lord of a small fiefdom takes a peasant bride on her wedding night and the locals have had enough and besiege him. It is pretty good and realistic. Also old.
In other news.
Just trying to get it straight: feminists say that men and women are identical and any differences are just due to the patriarchy, but now we hear that men and women are so different that if a guy feels feminine or a girl feels masculine they need hormones and surgery and lots of attention and reassurance. Which is it?
Well, I guess we have a new clod. Er, king.
Hurrah.
… let us go to California and listen to this brilliant notion.
How dare you prefer to feel safe on public transport and not be assaulted by a deranged person, you selfish bourgeois bigot.
Between these two, the principle expressed is that it’s immoral for civilized people to enforce civilized norms (or of white people to enforce norms on non-whites), and immoral for civilized people to have the right to separate themselves from those who can’t or won’t respond to norm enforcement.
“Larger humanity and life” (as the woman in the second clip puts it) isn’t enriched by indulging creeps and scam artists. We’d don’t need them, we’d be better off without them, but they need us, and the principle expressed is that creeps and scam artists have a human right to access high-trust public spaces, even at the expense of degrading the spaces and the trust.
Losing your temper is not how one gets ahead.
Very true, but when one has reached a certain age and no longer feels the need to get ahead, losing one’s temper can be extremely satisfying. Towanda!
I’m reminded of an apocryphal yet pertinent observation involving Gandhi, Ho Chi Mihn, and the French.
The Prima Nocte trope, otherwise known as Droit de Seigneur, was the main theme of the 1960’s Charlton Heston film The War Lord.
Heh.
When I was a wee seedling, as David would put it, I was told that writers and artists were Superior Beings due to their Deeper Insights, and that a chief reason to study their works was to receive a bit of their Wisdom. LOL.
Heh.
Same person, as if Camilla went down to “Crowns-Я-Us” and asked for the biggest one in stock.
Meanwhile…
Theodore Dalrymple has a piece in the latest City Journal about the function of the Royal Family in Britain. It is in his column “Oh, to be in England” and is titled “From Duty to Decadence”. It has not yet been published on their website, though, with only a placeholder link waiting to be activated.
Speaking of royalty, for you lot over in the UK, meet Richard III.
I personally like Hawaiian shirts, but such styles are utterly unsuitable for serious and formal occasions.
I’m trying to follow this guy’s reasoning [sic] here – he claims to be a murderer and will start murdering unless “murdering” stops?
Easy: “We black thugs are entitled to commit any crime, you whites must not resist.”
What’s harder to understand is the reasoning of white liberals. Are they suicidal? Or do they think they will never become victims?
Or do they think they will never become victims?
I believe they believe that if they do they deserve it which, seeing as they are largely responsible for this mess, I guess they do.
Gender neutral terms for parents – includes, and I don’t think this nitwit thought this out – pommy.
Highly recommended by Flappr!.
I deserve everything that’s coming to me.
Oh wait.
[ Windows open, birdsong, ambience of an agreeable Sunday afternoon. ]
Just one of the many services provided.
Besides City Journal, his work can be found at Taki’s Magazine, Law & Liberty, New English Review, and Claremont Review of Books.
Buttered?
Flattered, fluffed. Tickled to engorgement.
If he wore tighter briefs, his nards wouldn’t bounce.
Regarding the same anatomy, a post op hemorrhage is not a period.
[ Edges cautiously away. ]
Gender neutral terms for parents: FFS. Since we now must refer to pet owners as “parents” because “owner” is like slavery (nevermind that as an owner you can, in fact, sell your pet that you, in fact, bought), our pets must now learn gender neutral terms.
I miss the old “war on the family”. Seems tame in comparison.
Regarding the same anatomy, a post op hemorrhage is not a period.
in all my years of being in the workplace, we women just do NOT engage in talking about our periods. You might, on the downlow, ask your friend at work for help if you find yourself off-schedule without product, but the idea that this is a regular topic of scintillating conversation over coffee in the break room is male-fetish-fantasy.
Darleen: indeed. I think one must work hard to be this ignorant. And of all the fetishes out there, being jealous of women’s periods is…words fail me. It would be like women being jealous that men have more heart attacks and die 4 years sooner.
A certain kind of person.
fluffed. Tickled to engorgement.
Where’s the hamster urine spray when you need it?
No doubt the price of drinks will skyrocket…
It’s fair to ask why Starbucks employs bedlamites.
[ Edges cautiously away. ]
Well edging and fluffing aren’t mutually exclusive.
[ Consults dictionary. Checks pocket for pepper spray. Backs towards door. ]
This came to mind:
Not so much overlooked, I think, as warning signs heeded.
The unspanked, as our host would say.
Well, indeed. We do seem to be witnessing an upsurge in such provocations, and almost always from the same kinds of people with the same kinds of views – an eerie uniformity. And so, Narcissistic Glitter Bint can invade someone’s personal space and shower them, and their children, with some substance – in this case, glitter – and do it repeatedly, against their wishes, while saying, rather triumphantly, “I’m not touching him.”
The dynamic is basically, “You, unlike me, have some self-restraint, therefore I shall test it and see how far I can go.” It’s the psychology of a child unaccustomed to consequences.
For those who missed it, The Unspanked.
I think we’ll give that one a post of its own.
Harry’s hurried visit to London… in 60 seconds
Gosh! Was it that long?
Was there supposed to be a link? Maybe to this?
Update: Starbucks has fired the bedlamite, who turns out to be a branch manager(!)