Friday Ephemera (724)
Thin blue line. || At last, a third thumb. || Hollywood magic. || Sandals of note. || Just resting his eyes. || Prehistoric Women, 1950. || The progressive retail experience, parts 554, 555, and 556. || A miracle has occurred. || Arachnoid encounter. || Quality credentials. || A life of necessary extravagance, 1968. || Not yet, you bastards. || Niche entertainment. || Go with what works. || Meet the Glaswegians. || A G.I., his wife, and Hitler’s cloak. || Bureaucratic drag. || Long-nosed goblins befuddle Japanese, 1543. || The genre of Christian ska was previously unknown to me. || The thrill of calculation. || The thrill of thrust. || Not sure who’s winning. || Falkirk scenes. || A family night in. || And finally, “The infant should be tested for telekinetic ability at the earliest possible opportunity.”
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She can subdue criminals by sitting on them.
A miracle has occurred.
More like medical emergency. The idiot is asking for advice. Ok, here’s some: If a 67-year old human is bleeding from “down there” – anywhere “down there” – seek medical attention ASAP. Male or female – blood coming out that area at that age is a bad sign.
Do these assholes even know how a woman’s body works? It’s not rocket science – it’s basic biology. Or is he doing a Dylan Mulvaney and thinks he’s a pre-teen girl?
A definite nail-biting experience.
I’m not used to watching parts of a space vehicle disintegrate during re-entry.
A refreshing break: old school lunacy.
Please someone find this kid and give him a contract.
Bureaucratic drag.
The next Prime Minister of Canada. God Willing. He’s not perfect but he’s far from woke and progressive.
And by God Willing, I mean most voters are both math challenged and stupid.
Note the standard of dress among the financially underprivileged.
Here’s your ninepence.
A life of necessary extravagance, 1968.
I imagine that’s exactly how an interview with the young Karl Marx would have gone. Thus was Socialism born.
Ignorance can be underrated.
Better, 1980’s women. Well, not much better. But better. Because it’s shorter.
Food chain privilege; Identifying Agency As Cultural Mediators
Hope I’m not giving too much away.
Another life-enhancing performance from FloridaMan….
He must be having some crazy dreams.
Morning, all.
Remember, dear reader, wherever you are, you must always do it.
While watching it, earlier this week, I was thinking along similar lines.
I laughed and I’m not sorry.
That’s the sort of madness you want.
In my town a scruffy fella rides around on a push bike playing a recorder.
Acceptable and harmless.
Good work
It’s pleasing in a way that’s quite hard to pin down. I’m still not sure why the G.I. didn’t mention a certain, somewhat significant detail to his wife. But it conjures the image of the poor woman wafting around town, shopping, and chatting with friends – and feeling fabulous and stylish – while utterly oblivious to the garment’s previous owner.
That link is broke my end, could just be me.
It’s still there. I think you may have to be logged in to X to see it. It features, um, incongruous gyrations. In a gas station.
Involving the kind of ladies who get terribly upset if you disrespect them.
blokeinashed, I think you are the lucky one. I made the mistake of clicking, so advise you not to. Yes, yes, I know, no refunds, but surely a warning would have been a gracious act ?
Enrichment, much vibrancy.
That.
Hey, I’m bringing you foreign cultures, a taste of the exotic.
I’ve got a tenner that says one of his influences was the late, lamented Michael Hedges. Though that kid takes his technique and turns it up past 11. Wow.
Forgive me for spelling this out, but they freeze tomato sauce in cylinders and use them as suppositories. For the full experience. Whilst being madly aroused.
Why minor crimes can matter quite a lot.
Previously and very much related.
They suspected it would happen.
Some primitive behavior I can understand. Like trashing a place, running amok screaming your head off. Letting go of all restraint.
But the twerking thing makes no sense. It doesn’t even look fun.
[ Scandalised gasp. ]
Here’s the guitar kid’s YouTube channel
And because the tone can always be lowered further, an interview with a human toilet.
He likes “the submission part.”
Don’t even.
[ Practises scandalised gasp, face clutching. ]
Three and a half hours – informative and surprisingly entertaining hours – on the Chinese Revolution.
Previously and related.
That’s exactly how I would’ve done it.
“Being several inches shorter than Hitler, she trimmed some of the material off the bottom and hemmed the cloak… and wore it for several winters around Oklahoma City in the 1940’s.”
Okay, that was funny.
Unwittingly Hitlerian fashion was not a concept I’d previously considered. And the item being given a woman’s touch is, I suppose, the icing on the cake.
So, scrolling down on that…Am I now expected to believe that even Muslim immigrant women are no longer safe from Muslim immigrants in the UK? Really?
Do backing vocals or finish bag of Wotsits? WHY CHOOSE? DO BOTH!
Would watch.
I love this kid. This is my newest entry in the guilty pleasure of IG reels. He gives hope for the future.
The cheesy goodness seems to be resulting in some, er, harmonic discrepancy.
“Why?” she asks.
Or, when the concept of consequences is utterly alien.
Or, “Why are you being so randomly mean to me? It’s so unfair. I was only stealing your stuff, like I did that other time…”
I paraphrase, but barely.
Yes. And that development model (rapid cycles of try it, see what fails, improve it, try again) seems to have advantages over the excruciatingly slow NASA way of doing things.
Parasites. Not by accident.
“He has erected a multitude of New Offices, and sent hither swarms of Officers to harass our people and eat out their substance.”
I like the Second Amendment, “no duty to retreat”, and the Castle Doctrine.
Also the “don’t touch me!” battle cry, which seems to be an ever more frequent feature of arrests. These “kings!” and “queens!” truly seem to think they are above the law.
Hitler’s cloak – now on display in the 45th ID museum.
Oddly enough the pre-war 45th ID patch was changed to a thunderbird…
Clearly in need of some education.
I assumed that was going to be about Rachel Levine or a kindred spirit.
How do you suppose it will fare in the market against the prehensile robotic tail?
Without seeing it I can easily picture the scenario so . . . now I don’t need to see it.
Was Britain’s ban on guns implemented to smooth the path of chaps like this?
Freezer burn?
When did YouTube – where the words ‘rape’, ‘death’, and who knows what else invite swift penalties – become Psychopathia Sexualis with adverts?
Now, we do it to ourselves – no king needed.
True. “We” vote for these cunts.
But there is also the problem of the unelected and un-fire-able bureaucratic state, which endlessly seeks to enlarge itself and its powers. This is partly the fault of elected official who will not even attempt to curb the bureaucracy’s power, but it is also the fault of citizens who do take the problem seriously, in addition to the power of the bureaucracy which is very hard to challenge. We are taxed and regulated–even tried and convicted–by unelected mandarins who ought to be cleaning toilets.
Forgive me for spelling this out…
Well, yes, sadly I do know they do the tomato sauce thing. Was more addressing the idea that somehow a real, biological 67 year old woman would have a period in the first place. At that age, if a woman is bleeding there, cancer is a suspect.
But I guess if you can believe that a ladypenis is real, then you can also believe that menopause isn’t. There are just so many lies involved in propping up this mental contagion that I lose track of them all.
And apropos of nothing, or maybe everything, I logged in to my email this morning and there was one from AGU (the American Geophysical Union) blasting the headlines of their monthly magazine: Empowering Genderqueer [Somethings] in the Geosciences. WTF does your sex life have to do with anything at work?
Thank you for that. Much better than watching those talent shows where the spotlight seems more focused on the virtuous and dramatic emotional reactions of the judges and audiences.
You can’t even rely on the Castle Doctrine when you find a bear in your living room. Lawfare. Learn what it means for the rest of us. It’s been happening to regular people much longer than to certain politicians.
A human toilet? That sounds like a shit job.
*ducks, pre-emptively sets coat on fire*
State enforcement of ‘trans’ ideology doesn’t seem particularly unifying but maybe it’s just me.
Don’t think that’s the same kid.
Think this is a longer version of the x/Twitter video. Have no Japanese so haven’t a clue as to his name.
As do I.
LOL
*waits for cloaks to make a comeback*
I KNOW, RIGHT?
Though you’d have to find the right situation for a fashion statement of that magnitude. I mean, you couldn’t just waft around the local Lidl or Tesco wearing one.
Waitrose, maybe.
Thanks for that. I couldn’t sit through more than 30 seconds of the talent show link. I didn’t think that looked right but wth. Either way, I’ve become aware of and enjoyed two new artists who actually do stuff that’s really art.
Damn…again…added: Here’s a link to the talent show kid who goes by Crow.
Doh again…I think Crow might be the title of the piece. His name is maybe JinsanKim. But wtf do I know?
This is so wrong, and yet… 😀
The dark streets of dark cities. Which means…everywhere.
I know.
Twist-off caps are a blight, I agree.
DEI hire?
Steve Inman comments.
But what if Jewish dinosaurs faked the moon landing? I’m only asking questions.
They didn’t?
Yesterday was National Fish and Chips Day.
It’s not just English majors get themselves in risible trouble when they try to opine about scientific matters. Journalists, education school graduates, etc., too. And then there is the problem of fame tempting people to voice strong opinions about matters that they know less and less about. Everyone who lives in the public eye would benefit from an aide who whispers to them, “Remember you are mortal” or better “Remember you know nothing”.
If Sic transit gloria mundi is good enough for the Pope . . .
A good number of people in the tech and medical fields could stand to hear this as well.
Sovereign Shitizen, newly evolved hood rat subspecies.
Celebrityhood is poison. Fame, power, status, all can corrupt.
Great googly moogly – we didn’t fight a war of independence for this sort of nonsense!
I’ll bet they also drink tea.
Is this true? 🙂
Even better for these times – it sounds plausible.
Another holy icon desecrated – what is the world coming to?
Least we forget.
Physics is the best teacher. Instead of having eggheads run endless calculations, trying to make it perfect before testing, they build their best guess, then let reality have its way with it.
It’s probably something Elon learned from software development: build something fast, compile it, run it, deal with the bugs that show up, rinse, repeat.
Least we forget.
Truly underrated guitar player. I think his comedy may have made people take him less seriously.
If it had strings, he could play it. And, unfortunately, the non-musician Ruling Class saw/see “country” as beneath their refined sensibilities.
You’ll never unsee it, either.
A pride I could celebrate.
And I remember the reactions in England with the release of the American movie about a killer whale: Free Willy. [muffled giggle]
Heh 1.
Heh 2:
Room for curiosity is a useful phrase.
Domination game.
How to fix a hole in the wall.
Fuzzy object.
Something that once I got out in the world and working in STEM that really ticked me off was how dismissive the lib arts types in college had been regarding engineering, math, etc majors being especially prone to philistinism. And the faculty in STEM majors actually went along with it. It was like it was a given requiring some form of self flagellation so as to make us tolerable at dinner parties or something. Yet those lib arts types had absolutely zero understanding of statistics and what the numbers that they (occasionally) use really mean.
Scorecard! Getcya Scorecard! Can’t tell the players without a scorecard!