Friday Ephemera (742)
Because you chose the Hades Funeral Service. || All-terrain bed. || Hey, it’s a job. || Somewhat bigger than expected. || Slimline solution. || Nommy-nommy-nom. || Down on the farm. (h/t, Mark) || Minimal effort detected. || Close enough. || Ladies, look away now. || Ladies, look away now 2. || Answers on a postcard, please. || The unspanked pass the time. || The progressive retail experience, parts 589 and 590. (h/t, Julia) || The progressive dining experience, part 38. || But his “intention has always been to promote understanding,” obviously. || The path to manhood. || Scrambled maps. || Gameplay. || “What’s wrong with it?” || The thrill of women’s basketball. || Rufus and Harriet. || An excess of flexibility. || She found where he was storing his trauma. || And finally, first-timers find out.
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Note the endlessly repeated “fucking white trash” and “Walmart is racist”.
A billy club upside the head would have quieted her down more quickly…and with less risk of injury to the officer and bystanders.
He has posted other, similar wishes for the killing of Jews. So, apology is bullshit. (Which is the default assumption anyway when it comes to Muslims.)
The progressive retail experience, in Spain.
Where would the West be without unvetted immigrants?
Halloween treats. Nummy-num-num.
Remember National Geographic’s “gender revolution” poster boy?
|| “What’s wrong with it?” ||
i couldn’t make it through that video. [shudders]. i know – credit note only.
i couldn’t tell if they’d been lighting fires in the living room or using it for a lavatory. For once i am glad for my small laptop screen.
what was wrong with it? what was the it? the gas? heat? electricity?
Looks like yet another immigrant, doing his best to culturally enrich Europe.
But his “intention has always been to promote understanding,”
David, the highest authorities assure us that Said Masih Nouri is as much an Englishman as you are. All Englishmen come from somewhere else and bring their tribal beefs with them which they nurture and express in the new land, but never act upon because no matter how strong tribalism is, we’re all betting our lives that civic nationalism is stronger. Like a typical Englishman, Said is held back from murdering his tribal enemies by nothing but a “hypocritical oath” that he’s taken. If that injunction were lifted for one minute, Mr Nouri would stab a Jew in the eye, and Mr Smith next door would stab a Jute in the eye.
Just heat the oil up into the magma range, and you can get your whites to bubble up like that, too.
I wonder how many of them are rent-a-mob actors. I understand that’s big business.
The NOIVE of some people.
“And finally, first-timers find out.“
Pino didn’t appear too impressed…
It’s what he would have wanted.
Morning, all.
But the rest, broadly positive, I’d say. It’s a journey of self-discovery.
Heh.
You want one and you know it.
At last.
Casus belli.
I was hoping for a peek in the fridge.
Mentally ill woman is mentally ill.
Naturally, the assembled progressives cheer, but all I see is a word-salad filibuster, obvious spite, and some performative sitting-like-a-bro.
I mean, if the objective was to persuade the world that dysmorphic women high on testosterone are totally stable, and that their condition never has anything to do with sexual abuse and consequent, dysfunctional coping mechanisms, I wouldn’t consider it entirely successful.
Is today’s word overcompensation? Because whatever she’s on, she needs to lower the dose.
It’s perhaps worth noting that the verbal-spew approach, seen above, with seemingly random topic changes, was a common choice at the event.
Also this:
It’s quite a thing.
I’m not convinced the transition has done much for her mental health.
Though the exchange was not entirely uninstructive. While watching, it occurred to me why sexually dysmorphic people are so highly represented in violent, dysfunctional activist groups – Antifa, for instance. The dysmorphic are often, perhaps understandably, walking store-houses of resentment, which is exploitable by such groups, a sort of rage fuel. It’s handy for breaking windows and fits of general thuggery. Or just being needlessly pissy in what is supposed to be a discussion.
Though redirecting anger at “capitalism,” or “white supremacy,” or Mr Shapiro, doesn’t seem much of a long-term solution, or likely to help those mood-swings.
The Force is strong with Eden.
LOL. She overreached. And she makes no sense.
And she’s a bitch.
Well, as an attempt to assert some male dominance, as she imagines it, it’s sort of funny. I mean, Mr Shapiro is hardly an obvious competitor in that kind of game – and so her gesture is unwarranted and rather incongruous. It just screams insecurity and prompts the question “Who is she trying to convince?”
The rest is random word-salad, begged questions, rudeness, and more cartoonish physical posturing.
Not someone it would be easy to spend time with, I think.
Remember National Geographic’s “gender revolution” poster boy?
From the thread:
“Societal opposition to letting a boy grow his hair & wear sparkles caused Avery distress. The other toddlers didn’t care about Avery’s non-conformity, it was their parents who did.
Avery’s family went into hiding so Avery could grow his hair & live as an ‘acceptable girl’”
So . . . conversion therapy. He might have been – *gasp*! – gay! We can’t have that!
Halloween treats. Nummy-num-num.
Brilliant.
Mentally ill woman is mentally ill.
I am not convinced that is a transman and is really just some guy trolling.
“Why does the definition of abortion have to include the death of a foetus?”
The best part of that exchange was the idiot being baffled that a Cæsarian or induced labor was not an abortion.
Meanwhile, much to everyone’s surprise, Barbie Kardashian is in the news again.
In Science!™ news, sure there would be pollution as the stuff fell from the skies, but it would be fabulous. Other than that, what could possibly go wrong?
That was random.
I watched a handful of the supposed debates in which one thought simply didn’t follow from another, and even the words were seemingly unmoored from any discernible meaning or logical structure.
It was quite hypnotic.