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How dare you question his motives.
Note the media’s default eagerness to present Mr Dwight “Dakota Rose” Austin as the victim of the drama.
Asking and answering the really tough environmental questions of our time:
Why do I always smell between my legs? (Frankly I’m not that flexible)
Is Woody the Woodpecker real? (As real as any Walter Lantz cartoon)
How often do Pekin Ducks poop? (I’m hoping long before they’re put on the plate)
The list is entertaining. I included a link but it made the text blowup in size so I removed it.
[ Moves sharp objects out of Steve’s reach. ]
[ Fetches crayons, glitter. ]
That is an occasional quirk which disappears when you post your comment.
Are rabbits afraid of pinwheels?
It’s The Mouse Problem writ large.
Are rabbits afraid of pinwheels?
A shotgun or a .22 (rifle or pistol) the latter of which would at least leave something edible.
Claymores.
Randomly encountered this while browsing.
[ Compiles Friday’s Ephemera. ]
[ Muffled chuckling. ]
– Buteo jamaicensis (Americas)
– Buteo buteo (Eurasia)
– Any sufficiently large Accipiter, especially Aquilinids
Oh, here we go.
The RCP. Nostalgia…
Many many moons ago I briefly dated a girl who was in the RCP. She was also a semi-pro card-counter and a mechanical assembly technician. Interesting, if slightly nuts.
I went to a couple meetings with her. The male-female dynamic you see in this new video was also present then, c. 1980. Wankers, all.
This is who is teaching future doctors.
And he’s been in federal prison.
Don’t just fire him; fire whoever hired him and whoever allows him to do this stuff.
The moment he pointed that gun it became legal to shoot him dead.
Our betters in action again.
Well, as long as they are not inconvenienced, it is all worth it.
Well. Achievement unlocked.
If your professed identity is so threatened, so brittle, that you feel it necessary to pull a gun on a batty street preacher, the problem isn’t the preacher.
I was reminded of this incident from a decade or so ago, in which a potty street preacher warns of some dire cosmic fate awaiting “masturbators, drunkards, fornicators and homosexuals,” and is promptly attacked by Agitated Donkey Boy.
There’s actual braying.
As I said at the time,
A decade later, an evergreen question.
Scots have chocolate and cheese on toast?
No wonder they called the cops.
A career change for all men.
What fresh hell is this?
[ Buys goggles, big coat. ]
Sometimes the Community Note ruins a perfectly good joke.
As noted in the replies, you can volunteer to dismantle your own culture and ultimately die out, all while being called a racist over and over again, even as you submit, or you can be called a racist while defending your culture, and civilisation itself.
They’ll hate you either way.
Because that’s who they are. That’s what they do.
That’s what they’ve chosen to be.
Hard pass. But if you’ve built a time machine that will take a platoon of Sherman tanks back to the days of the Roman Empire…well…David knows how to contact me. So long as I get to sit on top in the turret.
Dicentra, David: re career changes,,, Sounds like someone at the Babylon Bee has been reading Shackleton again.
Wonder if it would make any difference if the recruits were told up front that one of the qualifications involved singing?
Can’t hold a note to save my life. Curses.
[ Struts around living room in goggles and big coat. ]
As I recall, it was only one of the qualifications. May not have been an actual deal breaker, I mean, since you’ve already been and got the coat and all. Couldn’t hurt to inquire.
[ Strutting intensifies. ]
The story goes that he got over 5000 applications for the 50 openings, which he sorted into three piles as Mad, Hopeless and Possible.
[ Strutting now at operatic levels. ]
Thanks, barkeep. Pinged.
Bless you, sir. May your haircuts leave you happy.
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Meanwhile in Utah, a totally unbiased judicial ruling.
My God, they’re everywhere, aren’t they? It’s like the fembots episodes in Six Million Dollar Man — you never knew which woman was the bot and which wasn’t.
Judge is probably a good gig for a sociopathic predator.
…you never knew which woman was the bot and which wasn’t…
More like the pod people in The Invasion of the Body Snatchers.
Weren’t they more of a Bionic Woman thing?
[ Does bionic noise. ]
Careful, if anyone is getting excited by this, David is going to raise the price of drinks. Again.
[ Ups price of drinks. ]
With the help of Grok, I think I’ve found the answer. I remembered the fembots being more of a Steve, Steve Austin thing, but apparently they started with Jaimie and there was one crossover episode with Steve.
BW: “Kill Oscar” (Season 2, Episode 5) – Aired October 27, 1976. This is the first part of a three-part crossover event. Jaime Sommers battles fembots created by Dr. Franklin, a former OSI scientist, as part of a scheme to steal a weather control device.
$6M: “Kill Oscar (Part II)” (Season 4, Episode 6) – Aired October 31, 1976. This middle part of the crossover features Steve Austin taking over after Jaime is injured, infiltrating Dr. Franklin’s base to rescue Oscar, only to discover he’s saved a fembot duplicate.
BW: “Kill Oscar (Part III)” (Season 2, Episode 7) – Aired November 3, 1976. This is the concluding part of the crossover, where Jaime, now recovered, teams up with Steve Austin to defeat the fembots and rescue Oscar Goldman.
BW: “Fembots in Las Vegas (Part 1)” (Season 3, Episode 3) – Aired September 24, 1977. Carl Franklin, son of Dr. Franklin, reactivates the fembots to seek revenge on the OSI, targeting a satellite energy ray weapon.
BW: “Fembots in Las Vegas (Part 2)” (Season 3, Episode 4) – Aired October 1, 1977. Jaime continues her fight against the fembots as Carl demands the surrender of Jaime, Oscar, and Rudy Wells, culminating in a plan to destroy the fembot complex.
HOWEVER, there were a bunch of android episodes in $6M prior to that, so that’s why I thought the fembots started by tormenting Steve, Steve Austin, and then crossed over to Jaimie Sommers.
Ah, simpler times.
“they’ll hate you either way”: let’s take inter-racial dating. If you refuse to date black women, you are racist. If you date white women, you are colonialist and diluting the black gene pool, therefore committing genocide. If you enforce discipline in inner city schools so the kids get an education and go on to college, you are racist, and if you fail to do this you are a democrat, oh wait…
Was the show any good? I cannot remember it at all, as if it left zero impression.
If you do date black women, it’s “jungle fever”. And again you are racist.
I shouldn’t think it would hold up terribly well today, but to wee seedling me, it was awesome. And if memory serves, The Bionic Woman was a (slightly) better series than The Six Million Dollar Man.
Bionic humans ($6mil and recent like in Avengers): it has always bothered me that the point where the bionic arm (or whatever) attaches to the body will fail under extreme exertion. If it is just an eye, no problem. I know, I grant aliens and faster than light travel but bothered by this…
It is like no one seemed to notice in Star Wars an advanced civilization still practicing slavery.
That makes sense: I enjoyed Lost in Space, but was only 10 years old when it premiered. When The Six Million Dollar Man came out I was no longer a wee seedling.
The book, “Cyborg” by Caidin, was fairly good, and even plausible. I didn’t think much of the Six Million Dollar shows. The only thing that sticks in my memory is the clip of the crash of an experimental lifting-body used in the opening titles. My father flew a related program, about that time, and knew that pilot.