Our Betters Issue Threats
Behold the latest milestone in fearless resistance:
Tiktoker says she will ruin your car if you support Trump and eat at a Mexican restaurant pic.twitter.com/DTqrVcAQdj
— Libs of TikTok (@libsoftiktok) January 26, 2025
Because vandalising the cars of random strangers is progressive piety now, the very measure of heroism. Oh, and note the implied conflation of Mexican restaurant and US citizens of Mexican ancestry and illegal, criminal migrant.
I believe there’s a word for that kind of thing.
Readers are welcome to speculate as to what Madam might do upon discovering that the car she’s just vandalised – with such self-satisfaction – belongs to someone of Mexican ancestry.
Update, via the comments, which you’re reading, of course:
What’s funny about these things, given a certain sense of humour, is the unearned moral certainty, the rush to smugness.
The posturing above, the promise of gratuitously antisocial behaviour, does fit what has become a default template, a pattern seen countless times. Some obnoxious, childish liberal woman records herself saying something childish and obnoxious – in this case, about the joys of vandalising strangers’ cars, with a bit of bigotry thrown in – and she then awaits likes and applause. As if her boast of incoherent malice were a basis for congratulation.
And when the inevitable, much deserved pushback occurs, including statements of basic logic from those she would have happily wronged, she then locks down her social media and feigns victimhood. As if she were enduring some outrageous persecution. As if a smug racist who threatens vandalism on random strangers, people she deems inferior, were an obvious candidate for sympathy. As ways to pass the time go, it’s an odd mental drama.
And just a tad self-flattering.
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Which Columbia would that be? The university? The capital of South Carolina?
Or do you mean COLOMBIA the nation? 🇨🇴
Having lived there, I get a little snippy about the U vs O question.
She’s had a drink. Don’t cross her. She’ll shank you up good.
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Hello?
He’s got Asperger’s. Aspies are never “cool.” They’re irretrievably dweeby.
This is just one more instance of a high-status girl sneering at the nerds for not being suave and debonaire.
Which, if you’re not into nerds, fine, but they built the entire world you live in, Rebecca.
If that’s the best you can come up with, Rebecca, that these men are cringe, then that reveals an awful lot about your shallow status-consciousness and petty little desires to police it, lest the uncool kids get a foothold.
How gauche, amirite?
Included in the Instalanche post is Selena Gomez weeping for the deported.
Looks like she hasn’t mastered microexpressions yet. She wet her eyes, but her eyes aren’t actually crying.
Fake fake fake fake.
Related.
Mad woman fringe – check.
Also,
Brilliant.
According to her, she has
And doncha know, having an open mind, acknowledging other points of view, is so embarrassing. As is talking about rape victims in Rotherham or knife attacks on innocent little girls.
Pity the world is run by men who invent things rather than focussing on avoiding embarrassing our dear lady.
But never reticent about trash-talking other people.
She is attempting to obey the leftist mandate to defame Class Enemies, but is not clever enough to construct better lies.
No one ever said she was a good actress.
That’s obviously projection on David’s part.
Marking your territory against people you regard as other or alienating or foreign: when done by whites it’s the worst sin in the history of the universe, when done by non-whites it’s spicy and authentic and energizing.
Look at how energized she is by the expression of illiberal sentiments. Her excuse might be that she’s a principled liberal provoked to illiberality by Trumpist territory marking, but her delight looks genuine and her spiel looks pretty well rehearsed, so I doubt whether under the Obama or Biden presidencies she was expressing liberal sentiments of love and admiration for white people – to use a saying we gringos have, this isn’t her first rodeo.
I’m intrigued to hear the negotiating ploy that we’ll never have flavored food again. That implies a quid-pro-quo, doesn’t it? Gringos queuing at a taco stand are voting with their feet that Mexicans create tastier food, while Mexicans queuing at the border are voting with their feet that gringos create better countries to live in. So the deal being proposed is our food for your country, which would be a very very interesting conversation to have, if we were free to have that conversation and follow through on its consequences. And it’s more generous than the deal we’re offered by most immigrants, which is that they owe us nothing and we owe them everything.
The difference between ColUmbia and ColOmbia.
Upstairs neighbors be like…
“The only injury I suffered on set was bruising my ribs from holding in the laughter.”
I hope this is nothing, but it looks pretty bad.
Alternately, things you can do when your parents aren’t home.
There may be more to that. A comment that I saw by someone who seemed to have dug into that was that the guy was a bit of an accidental J6er. He drove his uncle to the protest because he wasn’t really doing anything and was somewhat messed up himself. Had prior to J6 trouble with authority. Though that could be too-likely-srory bs itself.
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And that, I’d suggest, is how you measure the encroachment of demoralisation. The loss of social territory. It’s not just the fact that some vain, belligerent bint will blast out her music on a train, showing utter disdain for other passengers, or that she will throw drinks over people if they ask her to use headphones. It’s the fact no-one is likely to help subdue this antisocial animal.
And at risk of sounding prim, one shouldn’t have to live like that.
And then of course there’s the question of how we got to a place in which this is a thing, a cultural trope. In which, setting up a camera to record yourself ostentatiously weeping, or pretending to weep, before sharing this theatrical tearfulness with millions of random strangers, in anticipation of affirmation, is a thing one does.
Or at least a thing that neurotically woke women do – without an expectation of being thought odd. As if it somehow weren’t unseemly, degrading, or weird.
Oh, and a reminder, were one needed, that you don’t despise the media anywhere near enough:
No, really. You don’t.
And in ludicrously-expensive-film-destined-to-bomb news.
Meanwhile, in Sweden, where the multicultural experiment is going terribly well.
Previously, in Finland.
She’s more caring and empathetic than you, you lowly piece of shit.
some people do seem to think that virtually all coffee comes from Columbia.
The City of Columbia. We are a city of creativity, a city of excitement, and a city of promise.
But not coffee. Try Colombia…
There’s another kind?
Disney should just start tipping truckloads of money straight in the sea.
It would, I think, save a lot of time.
It’s a shame, really, in that I quite liked Falcon as a supporting character, before Marvel became insufferably woke and, consequently, incompetent. In Winter Soldier and Civil War, Mr Mackie was fine and fun to watch. But shoehorning him into a role that makes no sense in-universe, because the unspoken priority was to have a Captain America who is black, as if this trumped all else, including characterisation and plot logic, was not a wise choice.
And that’s before we get to the gratingly bad Disney+ series, in which our hero, our supposed champion of righteousness, tells everyone else to “do better,” while himself excusing sociopaths and terrorists.
And speaking, as we were, of mentally ill men.
The best way to advance your career is to call your boss a cheeto on social media.
I am dumbfounded by the number of workers who are unhappy with the demands of their jobs and decide, “You know what? I’ll show them – I’ll post myself bitching on social media!” Cue the Pikachu face when they are fired.
This woman had a side hustle as an “influencer” showing her purchases on Amazon. I am confident in saying she was not hustling after work hours, especially when she tries to justify her outrage at returning to the office by co-opting parents into her tirade, asking how they will manage now that they will have to find childcare. No, even if you WFH, you cannot do your job AND care for your children.
Life comes at you fast, eh?
So Madam thinks that being obliged to actually turn up and do the work she’s paid to do is, and I quote, “fucked up.”
I have other candidates for that descriptor.
Here in the US, I think Scott Presler is a national treasure.
I laughed and I’m not sorry.
May I say, as a professional photographer, I wish I had taken this portrait of Melania. I like it a lot. It is her official WH portrait and if there is one thing I know about Eastern European women (and I am proud to be a descendant of such) – don’t fuck with them.
Just Stop Oil wankers seek to be despised even more than they already are.
Previously in Wanker World.
Having worked as a DoD contractor in a civilian office, I can attest that everything she says is true, except it isn’t 80/20, it’s more like 90/10 or 95/5.
I doubt any gubmint worker at home is even mildly productive. Like she said, they don’t even log on to their computers. No wonder they’re livid about having to go back to the office. It’s harder to screw around while you’re there, but trust me, they’ll manage it anyway.
Expecting them to learn from past mistakes was too much to ask.
Shirley you don’t mean Columbia, SC.
Seems so.
You’d think the marketing team might have said, “Look, Mr Mackie, this piece of shit film that no-one is excited about, and which we’ve had to reshoot half a dozen times, and which therefore cost close to half a billion dollars – it’s going to be a miracle if we break even. Just try to not say anything too woke. Just try not to alienate even more of the potential audience…”
But no. The urge was too strong.
I’m old enough to remember the film Broadcast News (1987) where Holly Hunter dumps William Hurt because he fakes a tear in a ‘one camera interview’ and it’s such a violation of journalist ethics (snort) that she can no longer stand him.
38 years later, we seem to have created a society where that is not only no longer an ethics issue, it’s practically a requirement.
As someone who has suffered through the occasional ‘diversity concert’ or ‘diversity phone call’ I would love to see liberal applications of the ole wooden shampoo. Unfortunately, I know of nowhere where the person trying to subdue her wouldn’t wind up in a Daniel Penny situation. While Mr. Penny was thankfully exonerated the process as they say was the punishment. I think it’s also important to note that the two men, one black and the other Hispanic – I think, were not charged for their roles in helping Mr. Penny. As a person of pallor I would not like my chances, especially here in Ireland where self-defence is frowned upon, by the courts at least.
@Quetzalovercoatl
For reasons that escape me, the spam filter took a dislike to you. Apologies.
I would rate that very true as well. When I worked in the Space Shuttle launch processing system it was painful to work there because there was so very little to actually do. Much of what was being done was make-work. Even for the real work, there was make-work. Preventative maintenance that maybe would need to be done maybe ever 6 months was done on a monthly timeframe such that doing the PM broke more stuff than it preserved. They hired three or four people to do a one person job. Work that would have been done much more economically on an overtime basis was staffed for three shifts to cover 24×7. I did an analysis when working 3rd shift (because what else was there todo?) and found that our powered up-time that we supported was only 10%. Less than one hour but staffed for eight.
After being teased for being a “work hog”, I got so fed up I created a challenge for myself to not do any work for a week. It was an operations job so I timed the work such that I would take my (mandated) breaks or my lunch around when the “work” needed to be done. All I did for four days was fill out my time card. By the fourth day I was going crazy. No one said a word. I quit shortly after.
When the machinery of the state is directed at nurturing, encouraging, & protecting these anti-social animals? Anyone foolish enough to give that obnoxious creature the thumping she so richly deserves will kiss his freedom goodbye.
If you find this commercial creepy in any way, present environment or not, well…we dare you…
You’d think someone so smart would know not to defame a man who has already won multi-million judgments.
“She’s crushed by the whole situation.“
As would be his tires.
Maybe it saw the “coat” in the username and assumed it should be on fire.