Friday Ephemera (718)
Burly chap. || Rumble in the urban jungle. || “Somebody is probably in there.” (h/t, Tim) || Suboptimal scenario. || Galvanic baths. || A decolonising dance with bonus string. || Our betters ponder their ancestors. || Nommy-nommy-nom. || Not everyone felt affirmed. || Trout restocking. || He’s a teacher, you know. || It’s a look, I guess. || I laughed and I’m not sorry. || Hot pants interloper. || Perhaps he’d heard it was all the rage. || Parenting the progressive way. || Mugshots of paint huffers. || It’s an excerpt from a longer piece. || “Natalie Perry’s job is to teach med students to ‘do what’s right.'” (h/t, pst314) || Heh. || Something in the ceiling. || The sound of shedding. || Seeks attention, gets it, then complains about the attention in an attention-seeking way. || And finally, unforeseen circumstances.
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That was a bad time for him to drop his bee smoker.
But surely Aussies are not in danger of going extinct. 😉
Given the governments they elect I wouldn’t bet money.
As we’ve seen many times, progressives tend to have quite perverse misconceptions about criminal behaviour – and about the thinking, such as it is, of habitual criminals. These perverse misconceptions seem largely impervious to factual correction.
I think it’s fair to say that progressives are at war with society just as much as criminals are–if not more so. Hence my occasional comments about treating progressives as the mortal enemies they are.
The funniest part of this one is that when I went to the link, I was served an ad for “Chubbies’ classic-stretch swim trunks, now in a variety of bold, solid colors.”
Should I be offended?
I suppose I should direct your attention to this item of British slang, specifically definition two.
Heh. Yes, we use that term here as well. Akin to “it moved”.
I do hope the ladies haven’t fainted.
Often shortened to “Chub.” But seriously, have you seen Sara? She has the effect on dead men described by the Rolling Stones.
She has the effect on dead men described by the Rolling Stones.
Now there’s something worth fainting about.
[ Craves Indian takeaway. ]
[ Orders Indian takeaway. ]
Heh. Masonry competitions are racist.
[ Waits impatiently for Indian takeaway. ]
Well, that’s breakfast. Time to get on with the rest of my day. Your take-away arrive yet?
[ Paces back and forth like expectant father. ]
[ Paces back and forth like expectant father. ]
So delivery, not take out?
[ Chomping. ]
It was quicker to pick it up from the restaurant.
[ Wipes chin, considers dessert. ]
Meanwhile, if you laugh at this feel good story, you are horrible.
A mystery even Sherlock Holmes couldn’t solve.
One of the things people no longer can do (along with reading maps) is use logic. This results from holding so many insane, contradictory, and illogical beliefs. If you find semen, it is MALE and you can also look at the chromosomes and find X and Y (no DNA sequencing needed). But of course, they are stymied by the belief that someone can just assert they are the opposite sex, so they must find the perp and nicely ask him (yes him) what his pronouns are. Fucking idiots.
Other examples include asserting that we can just build batteries to store all the wind and solar power (which are like 2% of electricity supply currently) and so we can just ban fossil fuels.
and so many others.
Homo horribilis it is.
“[…] who is female presenting […]”
In what universe?
Higher in the United States, regrettably.
In what universe?
The same universe as “dark complexion” instead of specifying a race, “slender build” means “shoulders like a linebacker”, and “…admitted that they “believe” he has a penis…” because it may just have leaked out of his forehead.
Game recognizes game. Sociopaths are untroubled by the criminal behavior of others as long as it doesn’t interfere with their own.
BUT THE RULES DON’T APPLY TO MEEEEeeeeee…
Leading Report
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BREAKING: Joe Biden’s administration has formally begun planning for a potential presidential transition.
Dear god, Joe’s not planning to become Josephine is he?
That Leading Report post got Community Noted.
That. Every single time.
I’m struggling to imagine myself, or pretty much any adult I know, behaving in this way. The sheer narcissism of it. And yet we see educators, supposedly grown adults, screeching with astonishment when their repeated law-breaking – say, obstructing and assaulting police officers – results in the obvious consequences that every grown adult should be able to anticipate.
“How dare you touch me,” they squeal, tearfully. While holding banners bearing the words “By Any Means Necessary.”
Spending so much time among stroppy, pampered teenagers, whose delinquent worldview is something to be seen being, like, totally down with, does not seem to be a good thing. It appears to result in neoteny.
Setting aside all of the other stuff – the “Let’s have a fancy-dress garden party to boost a genocidally racist death cult,” for instance – or the whole all-borders-are-bad-except-for-ours thing – what’s striking is the assumption that university rules, the laws of the land, the orders of police officers, and customs of reciprocation generally, somehow don’t apply to them.
Because they are The Unspanked.
As much as anything, such scenes suggest a widespread failure of upper-middle-class parenting.
Or in this case, replace “doesn’t interfere” with “advances”. Progressives will approve of support anything that destroys society.
Obviously late to that streaming party, but my favourite part (not COUNTing Dracula himself – see what I did there??) is when Hutch grabs mini-Hutch as mini-Hutch is running desperately past him, stops him dead, shakes him and says “Run! Run as fast as you can and keep running!“.
Also, note-to-self: when hunting vampires in a dark and creepy old house, take a torch.
And yet we see educators, supposedly grown adults…
Speaking of which…
I don’t know many educators, but those I do are far-left lunatics.
No, it wasn’t a towering work, despite the elevating presence of James Mason. There are a handful of briefly entertaining bits, amid the three hours, but I kept noticing how the subtle art of one scene following another in a pleasing way was almost entirely absent.
I lost count of the clumsy edits and unresolved plot points – Straker’s suits, the drunk spying on Ben, a suddenly and incongruously panicked sheriff – and of course there are the rather wooden performances of our heroic leads. It also occurs to me that Mr Barlow, supposedly our Big Bad, appears onscreen in total for around 90 seconds. And not always to great effect.
I particularly enjoyed how all the families fleeing town had ostentatiously strapped all their brushes and brooms to their cars.
I guess that’s how you know they really ain’t comin’ back?
Another note-to-self: when hunting vampires in a dark and creepy old house, do not wait until 5 minutes before sunset.
Old:
New:
From the Book of Episiotomy, Epistles to the Transvaginians.
No, it is because they know they will have to use a gas station bathroom other than the ones in Buc-ee’s.
In which we listen to the devil quote scripture for his purposes.
Seen: “Why is he an alleged burglar, but the homeowner isn’t an alleged shooter?”
The crew of the USS Pueblo did it better. Then again, they weren’t willing captives.
The Inquisition is looking increasingly attractive.
Heh. Rookie mistake. Or bad writing, I forget.
On the upside, the house interior – entirely a set, apparently – was quite impressive. Not worth sitting through three hours of mediocrity, I grant you, but still. Well done, set designers.
What insufferable pricks. And OF COURSE “anti-Zionism” IS anti-Semitism. Not the least of which was confirmed by the “Be glad I’m not out there murdering them right now” stylings of Khymani James.
[ Reaches under bar, rummages in what sounds suspiciously like a bin liner, rolls questionable tomato along bar to Darleen. ]
On the house.
Other insufferable pricks will endeavor to “educate” us that Palestinians cannot exhibit anti-Semitism because they too are Semites.
And even more strongly confirmed by the fact that Jew hatred has long been a “feature” of black America, predating current talk about those poor oppressed Jew-killers in the Mideast.
Trying to restrain him was a mistake: They should have hit him with truncheons.
In a sane world his sentence would be doubled for filing the suit.
And the lawyer filing the suit sentenced to the same.