Reheated (102)
For newcomers, some items from the archives:
The World Economic Forum’s Ida Auken wants to correct your primitive lifestyle.
You’re Reading The Comments, Right?
On Scientific American, where wokeness is ascendant. Logic, not so much.
Or to put it another, no less scientific, way – the risk of injury while playing a contact sport disproportionately affects those who actually play it.
The author of the piece, Tracie Canada, is a “socio-cultural anthropologist whose ethnographic research uses sport to theorize race, kinship and care, gender, and the performing body.” Ms Canada, an assistant professor at Duke University, should perhaps be thanked for reminding us that in order to propagate a woke premise, and thereby grift, one may have to avoid thinking about fairly obvious things.
“Removing barriers to learning,” the San Francisco way.
Yet here we are.
Akiea “Ki” Gross, who identifies as they/them, goes on to declare her “unwavering love and care and compassion for children.” Which would doubtless explain her indifference to whether those children can read or have mastered basic arithmetic. Instead, our loving and compassionate educator propagates racial animosity, by invoking the evils of “whiteness,” and rails against a small country in the Middle East, whose influence on the illiteracy of schoolchildren half a world away is, shall we say, somewhat unclear.
On supposedly racist traffic cameras and subsequent progressive contortions.
It seems we’re supposed to believe – emphatically and indignantly – that Mr Perry and Mr Olatunji Oboi Reed, our candidates for victimhood, are being induced to break the law and to drive in ways that are dangerous to others, including repeatedly running red lights, because of “fewer pedestrians and more vacant lots.” Cyclists and dog walkers are also invoked as possible factors, along with the claim that a black person may have to drive to the nearest grocery store, a feat rarely undertaken by people of pallor, obviously.
And all of this is presented as if the gentlemen’s behaviour, their choices, could only have external causes. Other variables apparently being unworthy of consideration. And so, Mr Reed, an “activist for racial equity,” expects city officials to “eliminate any racial… disparities in camera ticketing,” while avoiding any mention of behaviour and personal responsibility. “The root cause of traffic violence in our society that is disproportionately impacting Black and brown people is structural racism,” says he.
As a result, the default narrative, the woke conceit, is just a little odd. Namely, if black people are being injured or killed as a result of reckless driving, very often by other black people, this is “traffic violence” and “structural racism.” But attempts to enforce the law and reduce the number of such incidents are also “structural racism” and must therefore be done away with.
Consider this an open thread. Share ye links and bicker.
At which point, I’m just going to leave this here.
Oh come on. I’m only human.
Quoth Boghossian:
“If it were happening would it be good?”
I suspect that some of them can’t process the hypothetical because they lack the sheer cerebral chops, so they just yell. I further suspect that the people I linked to earlier are in this category.
Woke bike gang, woke ageism.
Farther down:
They’re male mean girls.
But instead of the game being about someone’s unfashionable shoes, it’s about someone’s unfashionable acknowledgement of reality.
Farnsworth: know what else is a liplock guarantee? There will never, ever be a Hollywood vehicle starring a black female with multiple piercings that offers an in-depth study of the life of the Prophet.
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Also, 20 posts…dog pic.
Your terms are acceptable.
[Bonus: guess the breed]
Yesterday saw an interview with a black woman (US) where she was lamenting that you have to be a “different person” at work and that this is unjust. Funny, I don’t have to be a different person at work, because in my private life I am not a degenerate thug. Just sayin.
I worked with a Black woman who was adamant that her sons understand success comes from adapting to their audience, and it was not a case of acting “White” because White people, Black people, Hispanic people, etc. all have to do it to be successful. Of COURSE we are “different persons” at work, or at a funeral, or at wine o’clock with our friends . . . at least, successful people are. The biggest losers I have met in life are the ones who maintain, “This is who I am, take it or leave it.”
The Is have it, though they are a bit cheesed with the LBTs.
Black Is hardest hit, of course.
As are all the ills of the world, obviously.
Damn society for making one wear pants in public.
Hold my beer.
Pushback.
Judging by the young Jesse Lee Peterson, I’d guess it was filmed sometime during the ’90s.
She seems nice.
Notice how she’s got no answer when a black man speaks to her. And if you’re right that it’s from the 90s, then shame on us for letting this “you’re racist” ploy continue for so long.
The horrid thing about that? Somewhere, right now, in the GOP there’s someone watching that & thinking there should be an outreach campaign to bring it and other sexually confused freaks into the ‘big tent’.
Does no one carry a pocket knife anymore?
They them energy.
Does no one carry a pocket knife anymore?
Don’t even need that, just release the ratchet strap.
Cyclists are still c***s . . . even if dressed up as d***s.
They look & sound like faux males
No clue but it reminds me of this:
Certainly it explains the truculence of the Sentinelese.
Says the Radio Times. Ratings notwithstanding.
According to this “athlete” being “eradicated” on national TV.
OK, CNN, but you get the point.
As Dr. Who is a recurring theme here…
Except for the whole ‘ignore the wedding tackle I’m really a girl’ business.
I find it much easier to muster sympathy for those females pretending to be male than it is for those men pretending to be women.
Selfish, mentally ill man beats 12-year-old girl in 5km run, awaits applause.
But first, use a length of clothesline to tie him securely into that hammock. It will make it easier to haul him out of the bus and throw him into a dumpster.
[ Returns from heroic walk around block, starts compiling Friday’s Ephemera. ]
Thus:
Nathanielle, y’all. Nathanielle.
Gentlemen, I beg you, let’s assemble a large contingent of males — runners, couch potatoes, all others — and have them show up for all the women’s races. Don’t make any effort to feminize, not even a touch of lippy.
Force it all to collapse under the weight of the contradictions. Push the absurdity past the limits.
One dude in a skirt can be accommodated, but 2 dozen?
I’m appreciating the dog photos, by the way.
Stephanie: re [Bonus: guess the breed]
Belgian Lakenois? (unsure of spelling, sorry)
‘
Or maybe a Bouvier. Spitballin’ here.
athlete who has done nothing wrong: except wanting to change clothes in female locker rooms and taking sports trophies away from girls. Yeah, nothing at all. As to “making it home alive” hahahah there is nothing whatsoever Trump admin has done to alter its chances of coming home alive. Nor even of affecting chances of getting hired, except in the military. Such drama, such hyperventilation.
No clue but it reminds me of this:
I don’t know what that is but shut up and take my money.
BTW, it’s a Berger Picard, aka Picardy Shepherd.
Belgian Lakenois? (unsure of spelling, sorry)
‘
Or maybe a Bouvier. Spitballin’ here.
See my answer above. I met a trio of Picardy Shepherds in the Florida Keys – the one in the picture is named Creed.
Ili pika.
The kulaks are getting feisty.
The ridiculous thing about this is, immigrants from India, China, Sri Lanka would laugh at such assumptions.
If anything they would want kids to speak fancy English, gel with local culture and local customs, simply because that would maximise their chances of success in life – even though there would be the pushback against wearing skimpy clothes or sleeping pre marriage etc in some immigrants, and even that seems to last only until 2nd gen.
It’s White locals of the “liberal” persuasion and certain of their picked ethnic / religious groups that propagate this nonsense.
Despite what LOTT says, I am not sure this is a Trump-specific thing. But I could so easily be wrong.
Regardless, their behavior never makes sense.
One of the symptoms of Borderline PD is the urge to keep remaking yourself, to keep rebranding and trying on new looks and personae.
Of course, if you’re trying to sell what no one wants to buy, the multiple rebrands won’t persuade anyone who wasn’t convinced before.
(A lesson that the Dems could also take in, but they are still stuck on the idea that they just need to “communicate the message better.”)
Gurl.
We don’t need to hear any messages. We can see who you are and what you do. That kinda overrides the glitzy packaging.
Sheephound Terrier.
Flip side of that, I have more sympathy for the little boys who were far more brainwashed, if even that, by their Munchausen-by-proxy mothers who got doctors to prescribe them puberty blockers and then had their dicks cut off than for the OMG-periods-suck teenage girls who have mastectomies and franken-dicks installed. Not that I don’t empathize, at least to the degree that a male can. It’s still a close call, but there’s a different degree of responsibility.
Regardless, their behavior never makes sense.
Decidedly not.
One of the symptoms of Borderline PD is the urge to keep remaking yourself, to keep rebranding and trying on new looks and personae.
Of course, if you’re trying to sell what no one wants to buy, the multiple rebrands won’t persuade anyone who wasn’t convinced before.
Before I even clicked on the link, I thoguht, “Ah – Meghan Markle.” This woman is a car wreck that I confess, I slow down to see. Completely oblivious to the fact that no one likes her . . . including her own husband.
If you stop in St. Augustine, you will find this town is full of dog lovers. More so than any other town that I have spent much time in. Budapest and Prague had many dog owners, as I recall from 20+ years ago but nothing like this.
Little man syndrome?
Pull the other one.
Wasn’t there a New Yorker cartoonist who did occasional cartoons poking fun at women doing interpretive dance about political issues?
Jules Feiffer?