Symbolic Beverage Crisis
Mr Destiny, who is, I gather, some kind of deep thinker, a moral colossus of the left, is apparently unable to make a mug of hot chocolate:
My Uber driver brought me my hot chocolate today on bike. It took 45 minutes to get here, and this is what happens as soon as I pick up the bag to bring it inside.
This is Trump’s America. pic.twitter.com/g4iBNXsQjt
— Destiny (@TheOmniLiberal) November 12, 2024
Needless to say, mockery ensues.
Update, via the comments:
Mr Destiny – aka Steven Kenneth Bonnell II – evidently felt that the moment above had some symbolic meaning, some charged political relevance. Which, I suppose, it does, in a way. Though not, I think, of the kind he imagines. In that, it merely tells us something about him.
Mags adds,
Quite. And it’s a world in which your cup of hot chocolate has its own driver.
I did briefly wonder if Mr Bonnell might be trying to make some ironic point about modernity and decadence, but that doesn’t appear to be his style at all. And even if the objective were to say, “Look at how decadent we are,” that doesn’t really work, since the more obvious message is “Look at how decadent I am…” The we being rather presumptuous.
And I suspect that many of us here manage to make it through the day, most days, without being overly decadent. Say, by not having single cups of hot chocolate needlessly delivered to our doors, seemingly on a daily basis. Or by not finding loudly announced amusement in the death of a random stranger who was trying to shield his family from gunfire during an assassination attempt on a presidential candidate.
By all means, consider this an open thread. Share ye links and bicker.
When I was in France with the army
One day I looked into my kit…
A classic!
He looks cheerful.
Pretty much a distinction without a difference these days, but heh.
The struggle is real.
I’ve been to every continent except Antarctica and have yet to have seen a slimy banana. I think there may be more to this story…
Not ready to participate in a parliamentary democracy.
A mature democracy.
Maybe it was overripe and she squashed it.
People in Minnesota: Unable to spell or pronounce “casserole”.
This explains Tim Walz, the DFL, and “fiery but peaceful” protests.
Maybe it was overripe and she squashed it.
Sure. Make excuses for her brother, if indeed that is the alleged perpetrator..
A classic!
Yes!!
[goes off singing “Shhh…aaaaving cream! Be nice and clean!]
You may call it my ghoulish obsession
It’s a subject on which I get chatty
But the worst one it seems
Haunting all of my dreams…
Not ready to participate in a parliamentary democracy.
Mau-Mauing the flak catcher.
https://www.theguardian.com/world/ng-interactive/2024/jul/29/new-zealand-coalition-government-policy-changes-maori-impact-revealed
What an interesting newspaper this Guardian is, and what interesting principles it stands for: that the history of people and places being specific not generic, not all ethnic claims are equal; that a long-standing connection to a place should give the indigenes more rights than newcomers; that it’s dignified and moral not to want your people to be alienated from their roots or miscegnated even into the glorious multikulti future.
And what quaint loyalty to pieces of paper signed on behalf of the British Crown. Do the British people get any special rights or gratitude for co-signing this precious document, for creating the actual nation of New Zealand, for showing a lot more indulgence to a defeated tribe than most conquerors would? If New Zealand disavows its British and colonial roots, will non-white New Zealanders feel equally bound to drag along this historical anchor, to put up with all this dysfunction and bureaucracy and folk dancing.
Yes!!
I miss hearing the good doctor playing Alice’s Restaurant around this time of year. No matter how many times I hear it, I laugh.
More of Destiny’s nuanced commentary. https://x.com/ChiefTrumpster/status/1813974512867955114
He seems to be quite broken in lots of different ways.
More performative, attention-seeking bullshit.
I think it’s the jump cuts to the Speaker of the House that really sum it up.
“No. No, don’t do that. Don’t…oh, for fuck’s sakes.”
See also this.