Friday Ephemera (716)
Vortex rings, Mount Etna. || Invisible drum kit. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || A brief history of defenestration. || No good deed. || How to deal with insufferable, self-inflated wankers. || Heist movie. || Hygienic button-pushing. || Booty booty booty. || She has jam jars and takeaway boxes containing human brains. || A game of falling balls. A guide of sorts. || “The most unique gift for any man.” || Dragon chicken. || Ladies in a certain line of work. || “The sand is the weight of the artist.” || To send a message to the others, obviously. || Mongolian heavy metal. || Please don’t defecate in my grocery store. I paraphrase, but that’s the gist. || At least the poncho helped a little. || Petrol station scenes. || 1950s Super Panavision 70 Star Wars. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || First impressions, they say.
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More of that “I’m entitled so I’ll just go behind the counter and take food”
Personally, I think it should be legal to bop him on the head with a billy club rather than just pull him away. Consequences are necessary.
Au contraire.
But leftism is already implemented.
Does giving them the respect they deserve count?
Yes, but be mindful of the EPA, OSHA, and USDA regulations regarding tar and feathers.
The problem is, I think, that the relatively painless options, the better decisions to be made, are behind us and long expired. Once you abandon a sane and selective door policy, shit creek beckons.
Tom Wolfe noted it in The Bonfire of the Vanities.
In other news, Calvin and Hobbes deemed dated, problematic.
I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t like Calvin & Hobbes.
When you’re bitching in print that Calvin’s mom is, well, a mom, or complaining about the “sexism” of a cartoon six-year-old, then some reflection on one’s career – and life choices more generally – seems in order.
As Ben Sixsmith says in the linked post,
As I’ve said before, regarding io9, the more insufferably woke it’s become, the more generic and unwritten it feels. By which I mean, where there were once lengthy articles on very niche pop-culture subjects, often written with an affectionate expertise, it’s now all but impossible to differentiate one contributor from another. It doesn’t read as if anyone in particular wrote it. It’s flavourless. It might as well be generated by an algorithm.
Patience. They’ve not finished regulating away normal existence.
Absolutely lovely take-down: “[…] nauseating combination of complacent presentism and totalistic moralism.”
Dawkins, et al
Porch pirates: if they stole my stuff they would get lightbulbs, eye drops, and furnace filters, which they would throw away. Not a high profit margin.
I have heard that a lot of such stolen goods are resold on eBay.
Computing in the 80’s.
I think we need the visuals.
That’s better.
In other news, Calvin and Hobbes deemed dated, problematic.
What is more problematic is that there is a website created by adults (chronologically, anyway) dedicated to comic books and media offspring thereof.
I think we need the visuals.
The reality, I guess they had excellent photo filters even back then,,,
Obviously fake: Given how severely computer rooms were air conditioned, her nipples would be poking holes in her swimsuit.
But David and I prefer the un-reality…for different but complementary reasons.
Intrusive neighbours.
I… have questions.
My question: Does the demolition company lack proper insurance?
It’s not dead. It’s just resting.
Skillfully strange or strangely skillful.
So, in Florida, are houses glued down with a child’s papercraft adhesive?
Note that the storm involved very high winds and a tornado. Building codes should address the vulnerabilities of structures built on stilts, but that’s not my area of expertise. (Anyone here have relevant professional knowledge?)
|| Mongolian heavy metal. ||
Cool! I like The Hu, a band in the same genre, although I don’t know who came to prominence first. The Hu’s first major hit:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v4xZUr0BEfE
Afghan migrant assaults 4, stabs 2, kills 1, for drinking during Ramadan.
Between the religious fanaticism, the stabbings, and the child rape, I’m beginning to suspect that importing Afghans is not the greatest idea.
It does look that way. A picture from the front of the house has it looking as though the first floor (is it the ground floor in the UK when the whole thing’s on stilts?) collapsed. No clue as to why the upper stories are still, relatively, intact.
I assume that it’s because the house itself is stronger than whatever secured it to the supporting posts. (Which presumably implies a construction error.)
You’re simply overwhelmed by the multiculturalness of it all.
I am overwhelmed by fantasies of mass expulsions of Muslims and leftists…done with all the tenderness of the post-WWII expulsions of ethnic Germans from Eastern Europe.
Why do moonbats bark?
Risible clown
It is always, always, always about childhood sexual abuse.
No, really: Dawkins was molested at the age of ten by an Anglican deacon. He’s acknowledged this publicly, and claimed it had no long-term effect on him. For those following along, that’s textbook complex PTSD. His lifelong hatred for the Church takes on a new dimension once you know that.
So does his late-in-life accomodation of Christianity: when people with severe CPTSD pass menopause, their endocrine system isn’t constantly pumping fight-or-flight hormones into their system and their bellicosity fades.
Some cultures really do deserve to be eradicated.
Well, that is significant. I either forgot that or never knew. Thanks.
Not always: I knew one fervent atheist who, when very young, was spanked by a nun for looking up girls’ skirts. (Spanked = hit with a ruler or yardstick. Presumably on the knuckles.)
[ Wipes cherry gelato off chin. ]
Don’t judge me.
And appropriate music.
I see your little, petrified, skull . . .
The original:
And the switch:
And another switch:
The attack.
The happy ending.
Because we’re not allowed to put bark collars on them would be my guess.
The mixed-up version came up in my search and, well, it’s funny.
She wants an honest conversation.
Yeah, right.
Your ideas are intriguing and I wish to subscribe to your newsletter.
On second thought, change “intriguing” to “very appealing”.
Explaining crime rates to her would become a “You can’t handle the truth!” moment as she hysterically screamed “Racism!” and began pummeling people.