Tidings
Or, He’s Put Tinsel On The Tip Jar.
Konkon’s Yawn, photographed by Tak.
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Thanks for another 1.5 million or so visits this year and thousands of comments, many of which prompted discussions that are much more interesting than the actual posts. Which is pretty much the idea.
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Just think of my little face lighting up.
Curious newcomers and those with nothing better to do are welcome to rummage through the Reheated series in search of entertainment. You may find things you’d missed. And this, needless to say, is an open thread.
To you and yours, a very good one.
UPDATE: This may be a hoax: The teacher mentioned in the article, Miranda Hopkins, is not on the school website’s staff directory. See this Community Note.
Woman burned alive
Lord, have mercy. That is horrific.
I’ll take Things That Never Happen for $100, Alex.
The student body of Rhodes College, sheltered from vulgar modern life, continues to live according to old-fashioned culture and chivalry. Lauren is a young black woman who’s evidently never heard black music lyrics, and it’s regretful, not to mention reprehensible, repugnant and racist, that she was exposed to those pieces of paper.
Nevertheless, even the hate criminals of Rhodes College are better informed than the stereotypical dudebro/redneck who can be assumed to know nothing and hate indiscriminately. How many college students even know that the National Pan-Hellenic Council is an organization of black fraternities/sororities? Having their own Plaza plastered with papers is an intriguing mark of respect, one might say a back-handed compliment to the Council and its members.
Trusting your Screed to pieces of paper which could be lost in a gust of wind or thrown in the trash by the first person who saw them, that’s bad tactics if you’re trying to rationally maximize the Spewing of Hate, but by God it’s a romantic caprice. And just to show the Corinthian spirit of fair play that governs community relations in the college, the finder preserved the pieces of paper and gave the hate criminals their 15 minutes of fame. By the way, was the finder by any chance a member of the National Pan-Hellenic Council?
Woman burned alive
NY Post story. The guy sitting there is the f**king suspect. But please, who’s the sick f*ck filming this? I have to think at some point she was screaming and no one stepped up.
JFC. My hometown is a cesspool.
Was the perp a Michael Jackson impersonator?
It seems much more likely Lauren has heard black music lyrics & has learned to compartmentalise her outrage.
They have arrested him: Sebastian Zapeta.
Yet another “migrant”. Gosh. I am so surprised. /sarcasm
Mascot minority.
Meanwhile at Chipotle….