Friday Ephemera (731)
Memorable watermelon. || Maybe it’s a meat thing. || Monster competition, 1967. || Mirror for sale. || Two men with placards, an exchange of ideas ensues. || The thrill of watching dough. || Card game. || How to earn a doctorate in psychology. || She’s got a big one. || Bouncy. || Just one job. || One of these things is not like the others. || You want one and you know it. || Oh glorious enrichment. || We revolve around him, you know. || Cinema snacks. || Fancy a little chicken? || Not unfair. || No, I insist, ladies first. || It’s “gender affirming,” see. || A compendium of profanities, sorted by subject and rudeness. From cobblers and cack to putain de merde and cona da tua mãe. || Stiff competition for food. || “Unfortunately, the cost of this mistake is quite high.” || And finally, funereal scenes.
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I like big cheeses and I cannot lie.
British jobs, 1881
Odds that he will ever become a decent human being: 5 percent.
Fancy a little chicken?
Was expecting a small cock joke tbh. The heading does fit better with the theme established with the meat thing, the enrichment and the cinema snacks though.
A compendium of profanities,
Also known as “will knots”
Impressive.
I’ve been dragged to “dine in” movie theaters twice. At both venues the food was mediocre to bad. Never again.
Having caught a summer cold I was foraging in the pantry for chicken noodle soup for dinner and found this: https://www.kroger.com/product/images/large/front/0005527084416 which went rather well with the leftover chicken and greens from lunch.
Boxes of Cracker Jack® were more honest.
Maybe.
[Contemplates God’s promise to not destroy Sodom if Lot can find even ten righteous men.]
A prayer to Saint Bartholomew seems in order.
A dilemma.
Peter Strzok and Lisa Page were just awarded $2 million for having their “private” emails revealed.
Words fail.
https://www.cnn.com/2024/07/26/politics/peter-strzok-lisa-page-fbi-settlement-doj/index.html
In case people don’t know, Scott Newgent is a woman who transitioned and who desperately regrets it. She was interviewed in the movie What Is a Woman?
“Feed me, Seymour.”
Morning, all.
See, I knew the compendium of vulgarity and profanities would play well with this crowd.
[ Slurps coffee, makes Lemsip. ]
Peekaboo.
“ You want one and you know it.“
As a lover of totally unnecessary gadgets, I really do!
See, I knew the compendium of vulgarity and profanities would play well with this crowd.
Familiarity breeds contempt.
[ Meanwhile, the Cheers theme song plays in the background ]
Copied from the previous thread:
Warren Smith watches woke-lings in action.
E. coli outbreak in 3… 2…
You’re not still using ice cubes are you, Julia?
You’ve brought shame on us all.
I learned something today.
There’s a lot to process. Korinthenkacker, for instance, or “Someone who shits raisins.”
Or Mierenneuker, which roughly translates as “ant fucker.” And which refers to much the same attribute.
I wondered why my body clock woke me earlier than usual and now it’s clear – the Ephemera is out!
Maybe it’s a meat thing.
Some people take keto too far.
Having spent a lot of time at sea, among rough men, Stephanie will doubtless be familiar with the complete list of profanities and vulgar epithets.
My all-time favorite and most commonly used remains wankstain.
Having used the filter to find Russian words, I am surprised by the dearth of such. Especially since I expected the ubiquitous “Ёб твою мать.”
See? Told you. Filthy, she is.
I’ve read elsewhere that they had a pretty poor case and would probably have lost in a real court, in the imperial capital however all bets are off. This seems to be a way to reward the new regime’s foot soldiers. Take a hit while doing us a solid and we’ll see you’re paid for it.
I find your optimism charming.
[ Smooths hair. Straightens tie. ]
Ah, simpler times.
From the annals of Dindu Nuffin:
I only wish it were only in Chicago. I also wish those be-kind-to-thugs reporters would experience the reality of urban crime in all its viciousness. Repeatedly.
True.
Do you often feel like this, David?
Our domestic politics is scarcely more glorious.
Thus I speculated you could feel it’s enough ugliness without seeing American news.
On the other hand, it’s all grist for the blog mill.
On the other other hand, you need some French speaking commenters to contribute translations of juicy Frog news.
Change “juicy” to “pertinent”, lest David be tempted to post French cuisine horrors.
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Especially since I expected the ubiquitous “Ёб твою мать.”
Nowhere near as ubiquitous as блять (the milder form блин may be used by kids) often used with сука.
How do the French say “nommy nom nom”?
Looks undercooked.
See head, opening, requirement
I’m still unsure what, exactly, is taking place there.
I’m still unsure what, exactly, is taking place there.
Same here. But who are we, in our pallor, to look askance at the vibrant, glorious cultural enrichment taking place?
With scenes of foreign liveliness, you can often get the gist of what’s happening. “Oh, this is part of a wedding ceremony,” or “Ah, we have something a bit like that back home.”
But the ladies writhing about in carcasses? I’m not finding an obvious analogue.
This was from two f’n years ago. Key point is at the end, speak up. For the love of f’n God, speak up.
This seems like it must be a metaphor for something.
AI generated.
Not AI generated.
I don’t get it.
Is that their actual habitat? That’s pretty sad.
Yes, the soft rubber hexagonal ones you recommended on your Amazon link, that make it look like you’ve got ice-producing bees working for you 😂
No, this is dumb. This is exactly the kind of foot-in-the-door shit that got us where we are. Don’t you think people in the ’80s were saying this exact same thing?
Trans people need to be treated as the mentally ill, deluded and often dangerous people they are. They need to be shamed and driven from the public sphere, not allowed to practice their fetishes in public and prosecuted when they do.
I’m not sure I can adequately explain.
I mean, are the people selling the mirror in the photo themselves to demonstrate that the mirror actually works? As opposed to those other mirrors, the faulty ones.
Or had the sellers not considered taking the photo at a slight angle so as to not include themselves in the resulting shot?
Then there’s the housecoat.
It’s just more information than is strictly necessary.
According to the original poster, it’s a temporary arrangement.
[ Opens freezer, strokes soft rubber hexagonal ice cube trays. ]
More mirror-selling adventures here.
What?
Not unfair
It’s been entertaining watching tech nerds utterly melt down over people like Brian Lunduke and ESR, and a warning to people like Lunduke and ESR: your silly beliefs about software engineering and capitalism will not save you from the woke mob.
(For those unfamiliar, ESR wrote a famous book arguing that the open source model was the most effective way to produce reliable, secure software).
The Cars of Batman….”Batman infiltrates the club and dances” and yes – he’s going to name EVERY car…
https://youtu.be/DGOxHVVqcuc?si=8REekTjWbGgKW_pF
Can confirm.
Not unfair.
T’s see themselves as the logical next step of the great integration projects of the past 60-70 years where the law intervenes when people make decisions about who not to associate with, on the assumption that (i) they don’t know it yet but they’ll get to like it, or (ii) if they don’t like it they have it coming it all the more.
Bernie Sanders is pleasuring himself.
OK… only as far as Monster competition, 1967, as that sent me down a rabbit hole. The guy on the right looks incredibly like John Cleese to me, though rabbit hole has no idea what I’m talking about. The guy on the left is apparently nobody I know either but damn if he isn’t very familiar seeming. I just can’t place it.
Hmm…
The last time I used a soft rubber hexagonal thing as a mold was 45 year ago.
I was forming pitch (pine sap) to make a polisher for a glass telescope mirror, 10 inch diameter.
After a few hundred hours of delicate polishing, I dropped the glass on a concrete floor.
No verbal obscenities could possibly have conveyed my feelings at that moment.
By the way, sorry for injecting U.S.politics into this otherwise pristine, nay, virginal, website.
There was one in central Florida that showed artsy films. I went for lunch a few times but ate outside at the restaurant. Burgers and beer stuff. Pretty good food but one time I ate there while watching a movie I found it rather annoying/distracting. And kinda dumb. I could see maybe having chicken wings or something more than popcorn but even that was a distraction given the service issues.
Amazingly, this is from Vietnam, not San Francisco or Portland.
I first read this as Orestes Pursued by the Furries, which would be horrifying.
No verbal obscenities could possibly have conveyed my feelings at that moment.
If you are in need of some, you’re in luck. Our host has kindly provided.
A compendium of profanities, sorted by subject and rudeness.
90% here. People with real hormonal imbalances or other similar hardware type problems need to understand that they have a problem. And I think there are some who do understand this. A few have been present or presented here. But they don’t seem to be the most vocal ones. There are sociopaths, what drives that is a separate issue, who are piggybacking on to this more real problem to implement their completely different, more serious software-ish mental illnesses, delusions, and dangerous behaviors. Those need to be shamed and driven from the public sphere. The others need to be treated for their problems, not have their problems indulged by virtue signaling AWFLs (yet another separate problem). Either way, none of this should be normalized in the least.
More mirror-selling adventures in the court of the Crimson King? Meh. It’s only talk…
Top comment on the Vietnam butt not SF or Portland thing:
There is absolutely no way I’m clicking that link.
Looks undercooked.
Steak tartare en masse
WTP: re the guy on the right (John Cleese?) — I dunno, not slim enough. Who he Does look like, to me, is James Wossname from the Brit car show, whatever It was called.
Don’t give me that look — it’s not Alzheimers I tell you.
Anyway…
pst: re British jobs: there were a couple I recognized, a couple that certainly sparked the imagination (what would a housepainter need with a gymnast? Um, gymnast-with-trampoline maybe, for those reelly high ceilings, but just a plainol gymnast, I’m at a loss), and in the end I wound up looking for my list of 19th century occupational diseases (Hatters’ Disease, Sawyers’ Eye, Fossy Jaw…) we have no idea, do we, just how good we’ve had it.
Wanye Burkett on a familiar theme:
From the previous thread:
Related rumblings here, regarding this grim incident.
But remember, dear reader. We must pretend they’re just like us.
I want to know the secret to Wayne Burkett’s dozens of tweets per day. Does he have an application that allows him to compose short essays on his laptop, and it automatically posts it in a twitter thread?
Or is he retired, so he has nothing better to do all day than to post content?
Here’s some porcelain art that doesn’t suck.
Neither the time nor the place, madam.
Oh my. She’s… not wearing very much.
I keep falling down your rabbit holes and finding crazy people…
I get that a lot. But the departure from reality – the near-perfect inversion – is quite striking.
And so, the progressive way to achieve “high-quality schools” is to demoralise and punish any remaining gifted students, while enabling an escalation of classroom disruption, and while disdaining expectations of rigour, even basic competence, as being “racist,” as damning evidence of “white supremacy.”
If I actually wanted to derail education – if I tried to be utterly perverse – I doubt I could come up with a more effective method.
And being so perfectly wrong, so exactly wrong, on so many fronts, requires, I think, more than mere error.
Speaking of John Cleese…come to think of it, I don’t think I have ever seen Cleese laugh. Except maybe in character.
Lawyers Against Transphobia have issued new programming.
Please update your files and lifestyles accordingly.
Nowhere near as ubiquitous as блять (the milder form блин may be used by kids) often used with сука.
Now a universal term among online gamers.
Lawyers Against Transphobia have issued new programming.
Not unrelated to the lawyers’ points, “kid friendly”.
Somewhere in the world you know someone is going to make these real.
Do you know what month this is?
“I want the most French paragraph about clocks ever.”
“No, that’s too French.”
Great. Now in the back of my mind, brain cells that would have otherwise been consumed with something, anything remotely useful, will be lost in some infinite loop of trying to figure out how people smart enough to do stuff like that are actually dumber than the socks themselves. Socks which of course will eventually get smarter as the developers get dumber and…Don’t tell me it’s fake either. As you say, it’s only fake for now. Some dumb smart guy will be developing it shortly. Funded with millions of dollars from some other dumb smart guy.
Pennywise looks pretty seedy.
180 degree inversion: in past times, reality was right there in your face. If you didn’t get your chickens into the coop for the night, they would be a pile of feathers by morning. If you didn’t milk your cow first thing am the cow would moo and moo to get your attention. If you were mean to the horse he would kick you. Now people spend 20 yrs in school and then have a job where reality does not intrude much. You can get untethered from cause and effect. And here we are. A pres candidate (Harris) who spouts impossible things (“end ICE”, “free medical care”, “free college”, “don’t say merry christmas”, “trans in sports”) as if they had no cost nor consequences. And her party is cheering, as if these were just nice words, rather than actual possible policies.
One for our host’s ‘good news, bad news’ collection.
There really ought to be a word for that kind of thing.
Also: Ladies, avert your eyes.
Worse. It’s not just her party. Much of this mental contagion has infected the right as well. They’re just too stupid to see it. Many on the right are now pushing the Fed to lower interest rates because “unemployment”. As if that has no consequences re inflation. Which itself is a cost/burden on the economy that eventually results in…more unemployment. Something Ford and Nixon didn’t seem to understand either but FFS that was half a century ago. No one ever, ever learns this stuff. Mostly because of “education”…but I digress yet again…