Friday Ephemera (735)
You first. || For the latest eye-colour fashion. || Fortresses, palaces and perched churches, a thread. || Could you survive a nanosecond on the Sun? || Well, really. || Make way. || Well, you would. || Namibian waterhole livestream. || How to climb volcanoes. || Will Newquay ban beatniks? || Is language dumbing down? || Our betters wring their hands. || Obligatory crotch grab. || Grooming scenes. || “I can’t even imagine what parent would buy this for their daughter, a child under five years old.” I can. || Incoming. || An excess of dramatic tension. || Help/hazard ratio. || Is your blue my blue? || How snakes move. || Atomic trampoline. Making one isn’t easy. || Today’s word is professionalism. || Sunfish of size. || And finally, from questions asked back in 1975: Are aliens abducting England’s dogs?
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Don’t you dare imply there’s anything odd about OCD ghetto behavior. Don’t you dare!
So, Nat’ralists observe, a Flea
Hath smaller Fleas that on him prey,
And these have smaller yet to bite ’em,
And so proceed ad infinitum
IFL Science dorks worship Neil deGrasse Tyson because he’s a smirking asshole, not in spite of.
So much for not scaring the horses.
It’s not just Lena Dunham who deserves our hatred. Many of the liberal women I’ve known manifest this same evil tendency.
Scaring or frustrating?
Just those trying to use it.
It’s not intended to reinforce gender dysphoria, it’s intended to create it.
It’s late and I haven’t read this ephemera yet because I really want to get some sleep but…scrolling through some Clarkson Farm stuff elsewhere and umm…this Jeremy-kinda thought occurred to me…why can’t we get bacon declared a vegetable? I mean, we’re screwing with the meanings of words anyway…? Where to start…where to start…
Oooh! Zimbabwe! They’re desperate for hard currency anyway. Maybe for just a few dollars a day, less than a cup of coffee, we can bribe their health officials to declare bacon a vegetable? Maybe if we start from the bottom of the UN alphabet, we can sneak up on the rest of them? Clarkson probably has some contacts. Anyone have his contact info?
This chart is astonishing all and sundry on X.com, including the chief twit himself.
More receipts.
I got to watch the sunrise. Saw an antelope and a gnu.
Morning, all.
Close call.
One chap is timestamping every sighting in the live chat. Which, I suppose, is helpful. If a bit much.
Cosplay of note:
Oh come on. I thought that was pretty good.
Not sure why anyone would be surprised.
Is it Queen?
A thought.
For those puzzled by the cosplay.
I recognized the cosplay immediately. It’s pretty good.
[ Slurps coffee. ]
[ Writes list, waits for someone to invent Phantom Zone technology. ]
Poorly positioned TVs.
A lively demonstration is helpfully provided.
The one above the bed. You’d have to watch it in a mirror.
It would seem to present some… logistical challenges.
But then the head of the bed appears to have been positioned right up against a fireplace.
Also, not too sure about a bedroom with a front door that leads, presumably, out into the street.
Just going to leave this here…
It’s an outrage, I say.
Just been emailed this.
As a cultured crowd, I’m sure you’ll appreciate it.
Namibian waterhole livestream
Given the dreck on most streaming platforms . . . I have found my new time-waster.
An excess of dramatic tension
Unless I know the ending ahead of time, I’m not watching.
I see a lot of TVs placed above a living room fireplace. People will have to tilt their heads up, which will prove uncomfortable.
So far as I can tell, the ending is a happy one. It’s just that you’ll be put through the emotional wringer to get there.
Hey! That’s my schtick! Find your own topic for gratuitous mockery of our Gracious Host! [ Must never reveal that I grew up in a region noted for bland food. ]
Hear, hear!
Whatever he was going to do can’t have been as good.
Well, indeed. I’m assuming the, er, performance is called Phuckinell. Just not sure whether the dog and baffled wife are part of the act.
A lively demonstration is helpfully provided.
“If there is hope, wrote Winston, it lies in the proles.”
“Monogamy is never the answer.“
Hard pass. Seek help.
As noted before, pro-polyamory videos are invariably unconvincing, and very often resemble a round-the-houses cry for help.
Attending a public high school serving a very mixed school district was…educational: Everything from upper middle class down to multi-generational welfare families. High IQ’s down to subnormal. Civilized down to incurably savage.
Is your blue my blue?
No, your “green” is my cyan. Jerks.
Meanwhile, you ladies over in Blighty be sure to get your annual exams.
Given the policies advocated by “trans affirming” progressives I’ve known, it seems entirely unsurprising that the vocally “trans” people would be even worse.
We’re encouraged to believe, based on nothing, that the typical violent criminal is just like thee and me, only maybe less good at mental arithmetic, and more downtrodden by something or other. But, to quote Geordi La Forge, it’s a long way down to the warp core.
And the failure to understand just how different the mindset is can, and does, result in hopelessly wrongheaded ‘progressive’ policies – say, with regard to crime and recidivism.
Previously:
The entire documentary can now be viewed here.
I did spend several seconds looking for a button marked teal.
That, or turquoise, aquamarine, plain old blue-green, or any of the colors in the cyan spectrum even assuming one has a calibrated monitor that properly displays the subtractive cyan made by mixing the additive green and blue LEDs of a monitor.
I too was looking for another button which would have made the test a bit more valid.
Regarding dog disappearances and beatniks, how do we know the latter weren’t the culprits for who the hell knows what deranged purpose?
She does have that look about her.