Our Betters At Large
I’ll give you a moment to steady yourselves. What with the shock and all.
Ms Xahra Saleem, formerly Yvonne Maina, is a co-founder of the activist group All Black Lives Bristol, and was hailed by Rife magazine as one of Bristol’s “most influential under-30s.” Ms Saleem’s merry band of megaphone-waving statue-topplers have been the subject of endless gushing and deferential commentary, with the local university subsequently promising to “decolonise” All Of The Oppressive Things.
Discarded placards and assorted detritus from the group’s protests were fondled reverentially by staff of the local museum and stored for later worship as holy artefacts.
Ms Saleem’s trajectory of righteousness will, one assumes, also be a subject of study by tomorrow’s progressive devotees:
To borrow from Father Ted, the money was just resting in her account.
Those general lifestyle expenses included Uber taxi rides totalling £5,800, spent in a mere eleven months, and a remarkable amount of hairstyling. Readers may wish to ponder the degree to which disparities in life outcomes, which so animate Ms Saleem’s organisation, may be explained by Ms Saleem’s own frivolous spending choices and the mindset they imply.
At which point, as you’d imagine, some awkwardness ensued:
No laughing at the back.
Subsequently quizzed on her prodigious appropriation of other people’s money, Ms Saleem explained,
And, somewhat belatedly, apologies were offered.
Dramatic pause.
Ms Saleem can be seen here, suitably shrouded in piety, shortly before being sentenced to two and a half years in prison.
Also, open thread. Share ye links and bicker.
We know the Ubers and iPhone would have been functional, and the computer (probably), but clearly the same can’t have been said about the beauty products. That money was just wasted…
Gets caught red-handed and suddenly converts to Islam and changes her name. At least she didn’t change sex.
There is, I’d suggest, a pattern. A familiar trajectory.
And as an example of how woke piety is so often tissue-thin camouflage for deeply shitty human beings, it’s not half bad. Ms Saleem was happy to denounce others for having once interacted with someone who allegedly made “homophobic comments,” thereby asserting her righteousness, while herself stealing thirty grand from a charity and blowing it all on taxis and hairstyling.
It’s almost too perfect.
Dissent detected.
We used to be a serious country.
Oh come now. Future pilgrims will want to absorb the profundities of all that discarded litter and delusional, narcissistic tat.
For instance.
They never take their trash home.
It’s good to remember the world is full of fucking idiots.
Well, yes, I suppose there is that.
Casual littering is usually a good measure of how obnoxious and degenerate a person is. In this case, however – this one here – I suppose it’s just the icing on the cake.
A racist thug raises money to help spread her racist message, instead spends the money on throw always and then goes to jail. Sounds like a win//win.
Re Ms Saleem and her, shall we say, overheads, this seems relevant:
From Burn, Loot, Murder to Buy Large Mansions.
Was the hood adopted after the hairstyling fund dried up?
Speaking of Black Lives Matter and its morally deranged cheerleaders, some of you may have missed this rather telling item.
The British taxpayer is spending a lot of money to ensure good governance and impactful use of funds in groups that hate Britain. Let no £30K be unaccounted for, even if it costs the public twenty times more.
An unemployed 20 year old gets notions put in her head and more money than she’s ever seen parked in her bank account, and the obvious thing happens. The poor girl only failed to nail the landing. If her aspirations had been met, she’d have a job in some program with a salary large enough to make the £30K a trifling expense claim.
But she gets 2.5 years in prison and nobody asks questions about the competence of her fellow directors, for example adult in the room, distinguished non-profit sector professional, Rebecca Scott MBE.
If fiduciary duties are so important, the employers of people like Rebecca Scott should be answering the court’s questions about what the direct and indirect costs are and what the institution gets out of it.
Yes but never before has it been so easy to weaponize the idiots and inflict them on the rest of us.
Well, yes.
Not punishing crime gets you more of it.
It’s quite simple – if she didn’t want to go to prison she could have not stolen the money. Others may have made a mistake in trusting her but she committed the crime.
“[Her barrister] accepted what she did was an abuse of her position but said she was only 20 when she was entrusted with a very large amount of money.”
In other news: Votes for 16-year-olds now!
So…Dark Nebula?
The Hades’ Star Discord and Reddit forums now have lots of posts titled “garbage,” “absolutely terrible,” “turned to shit,” and variations of the same sentiment. Which should give you an idea of how well the HS/DN update is being received.
About a third of the players in my corporation, mostly high-level players, have abandoned the game since the update – myself included – and there’s a lot of discontented muttering. The new graphics are, frankly, bad, and the game mechanics have been changed so much, and on so many fronts, that years of hard-won skills and mod set-ups are now pretty much worthless. Which, for long-term players, is a bit of a slap to the testicles.
And not in a good way.
That.
*raises eyebrows*
Well, there is, I think, an irony there. I mean, if the people Ms Saleem claims to represent were to behave as she does, and doubtless some do, one might expect suboptimal life outcomes, including poverty and prison.
And if I were to get a lawful windfall of thirty grand, I don’t think I would blow it all, in months, on taxis, takeaways and haircuts.
Much as I appreciate all three.
Yes, I hadn’t had a Discord account/download and in the hassle & bother of setting it up just from HS/DN curiosity, I got otherwise busy and forgot about it. I wasn’t a hard core player in the sense of corporations or Blue or White star runs. I was in a corporation just for the credit points thing but never did much or paid much attention. I just would do occasional Red Star runs for the blueprints to better enable the trades in my own star. I used the game more as a mindless task thing when I couldn’t sleep or as a 15 minute time-killer while cooking/waiting on dinner or similar. I was rather stunned by the significant changes. I had my system set up to most efficiently move stuff around and farm hydrogen. I recently worked out a better solution but the whole thing is moot if you can just click on an icon, pick a sector, and instantly get the credits for even less hydrogen expense. What’s the point in the game if that’s how it works? Thx. I was curious how higher end players with more invested felt.
The game is now, what, five years old and new players will be much fewer in number, and there are overheads, servers to maintain and whatever. So I suppose the choice for the developers was to wind things down or revamp the whole thing in the hope of attracting new players.
But on the whole the reaction has not been favourable. I’d imagine the ongoing, quite rapid, loss of high-level players will continue, while the overhaul does little to attract newcomers. Which is a shame, as I found myself enjoying the in-corp camaraderie, the piss-taking, and coaching lower-level players. Taking them on their first level-10 Red Star missions and such.
I suppose I should start looking for a new game to play. If anyone has suggestions, I’m all ears.
re protests and insanity: there was a recent link, maybe on Instapundit, to an essay noting that for the Left, the “issue” is not the issue. They do not have a goal that they are trying to reach, a feasible objective, a more just society. No. They just hate the world and want to destroy it. If you point out that countries that have the socialism they claim to want are hellholes of political prisoners and poverty, they give you a blank stare because they don’t actually hope to achieve some particular political system. They just want to destroy.
To be filed under B for Brain in the same cabinet as K for “The Knife Went In”:
Heh. I was thinking what I am looking for is something that is both mostly mindless but also requires some planning/thinking. Aside from the miserable heat in Florida, on cooler days, I used to actually enjoy mowing the lawn. It was just the right sort of task with the right level of thinking that was almost like therapy after a week of coding and meetings in a beige-walled, no windows, behind two locked doors cube farm. Then it just hit me…there’s probably a game for this. So I just downloaded “It’s Literally Just Mowing”. I only did one lawn so far. There seems to be some trick to the turning but running over stuff is itself kinda satisfying.
Plus, it even has ‘literally’ in the title. Though I suppose working ‘nonplussed’ in there would be a bit much.
If even 550 people donated an average of £30 – which I think would be usually considered a fairly generous donation for the average British punter – that would still come to only about half of the total, suggesting a small pool of a couple of dozen very big donors.
Factor in that many donors would likely have been students, the average donation was probably considerably less.
I suspect a high degree of overlap with XR climate rebellion and Just Stop Oil twerps to have provided the heftiest donations.
Quite.
Well, if the mindset among progressives is something like this – and to a very large extent it is – then the result will tend to be neuroticism and a kind of chronic misery. The flipside of having opinions that are fashionable and pretentious, essentially social jewellery, is that the display requires continual maintenance and continual ratcheting. Hence the tendency to become incoherent and absurd.
There may be fleeting pleasure to be had in scolding those deemed lower status, and in games of woke Gotcha!, but anything approaching contentment seems unlikely.
“I just made a mistake, and everybody makes mistakes.”
As noted previously, the sheer degree of dysfunction, the jaw-dropping moral retardation, will get you every time.
I hate to be contrarian, but I can’t say I’ve ever felt a need to punch random people, for no reason other than social media likes, or to steal their phones, or threaten to shoot them, again for shits and giggles. That’s not the kind of mistake I’ve tended to make.
And yet we’re told, repeatedly, that these creatures are just like us.
I don’t think I would blow it all, in months, on taxis, takeaways and haircuts.
You can take the girl out of the ghetto…
They just hate the world and want to destroy it.
Marxism is at the heart of progressivism, leftism, socialism, post-modernism, etc. and marxism has no objectively measurable goal other than to overthrow the existing social order. That’s why it attracts so many simpletons.
You keep using that word, I do not think it means what you think it means.
And apparently this is a thing.
[ Schedules tomorrow’s Ephemera, considers bowl of cherry gelato as reward. ]
I would argue that Marxism, fascism, progressivism, leftism, post-modernism, &c. are the poisonous, weaponised, fruits of socialism. Socialism was around long before Marx got upset over the size of his allowance.
Socialism was around long before Marx got upset over the size of his allowance.
That’s true.
Though, Marx created the word salad that birthed most of modern leftist thought.
Can recommend.
Ooh, I know someone who’ll really like that cherry gelato!
Crosta & Mollica’s pizzes are pretty good as well, especially the Stromboli if you like spicy salami.
Amarena cherries are an excellent choice to accompany a manhattan in place of the overly sweet maraschino or brandied cherries.
The park puncher
Was bonded out for peanuts
After assaulting someone with a gun.
WTF?
The Black Lives Matter Brains Trust.
The Black Lives Matter Brains Trust.
This bollocks was imported to Canada as well, a country which never had slavery, period (unless you count the painted savages). When I asked a few black friends exactly what they were protesting when BLM had marches in Toronto a few years back, they got very flustered.
One of them was very proud of having a painting of Malcolm X on her bedroom wall. Again, when pressed to explain why, as the daughter of parents who immigrated to Canada from Jamaica in 1992, she felt he had such personal resonance she was at a loss.
Even when pressed to identify any incidences of overt racism directed at them personally at any point in their lives, the best they could come up with was passive aggressive treatment by other first-generation immigrants.
BLM has simply become black culture, spread by Black Twitter, flattering, self-reinforcing and providing a handy excuse for one’s own personal failings.