Friday Ephemera (767)
A compendium of near misses. || The thrill of automation. || Taken: The Musical. || Snugger than thou. || Augmented-reality surgery. || The machine uprising, day 10. || Bigger than yours. || How to scare children. || I have a question for the ladies. || Modern slutting woes. || You want one and you know it. || A lot can happen in two weeks. || The airport passenger you’ve always wanted. || A trip to the shops. || He has an all-pink apartment. || The progressive retail experience, parts 628 and 629. || “Don’t expect passing to get rid of your dysphoria.” Related. || You’re threatened by her creativity. || Rather overshadowing the task at hand. || A situation had arisen. || Trans wing of Antifa showing their inner loveliness. || The fangs are the icing on the nightmare cake. || An unorthodox fight scene.
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[ Orders high-capacity dehumidifier to compensate for enormously sweaty women. ]
“I have a problem with officers touching me.”
Gosh, I wonder why. /sarcasm
Band name.
And yet the thing that puzzles me most is the hairstyle.
And yet the thing that puzzles me most is the hairstyle.
It makes perfect sense if you realize the word “on” is a typo. Of course that and “men” might have supposed to have been “women”, but either way.
I mean, by what process does one arrive at… that… as a thing to aim for?
Is it French?
What accommodations are you making for enormous, sweaty women?
I made it through menopause with no hot flashes at all. I’m starting to feel cheated.
The result of men hitting on him? Repeatedly? With force?
Not everything outré is French.
Notes direction of henchlesbians’ gaze.
Edges quietly away.
[ Applies moisturiser, softens lighting. ]
I guess when you’re a White guy, it turns out there are consequences!
I’m fairly sure I’ve seen her before, and she does this tongue-in-cheek. She’s just having fun.
[ Checks Dicentra for excessive sweating. ]
This is perfect.
Not perfect, but it will do.
“It makes me feel less special.”
[ Increases power to dehumidifier, lights flicker, dim. ]
“It makes me feel less special.”
And there’s the problem. Back in the old days when your social circle was defined by your family/neighborhood/job, you had a place in the social order. You could stand out by being good at some random thing like tossing a football or helping granny or buying everyone a round of beers. Now, you are trying to establish your creds in the web against literally millions of people. How can you stand out? How can you be unique? It escalates. You have to be weirder than weird for anyone to notice. Shouting to be heard. Claim that Trump is personally after you to show your bravery. FFS people, who cares if the internet notices you? Why all these selfie dialogs? You will never meet any of your “fans”.
I’d click the Like button twice on this post if I could.
‘African Nova Scotians’
Isn’t it too early in the millennium for this sort of nonsense?
*groan*
Couldn’t help the small, fleeting smile.
“I just have one question. Why?”
I have thoughts … when art moved into depicting ordinary people engaged in ordinary pursuits, artists still rendered their subjects as possessing dignity and a certain grace. A viewer was still drawn to these meticulously executed paintings and sculptures. But these statues are an afront to the idea of individual dignity or grace or even exceptional technique. Soviet-style brutalism where art is ugly on purpose … not to inspire, emotionally connect, or even interest the viewer (notice in the pictures no one walking around these malformed obelisks is even wasting a glance in their direction. It is only to inspire contempt and engender fatigue. It is there as an emotional beat-down.
Why are the police allowing these freaks to keep on harassing people?
Well, you’d think that gangs of masked misfits following elderly and disabled people to their cars, then obstructing their attempts to leave, while generally menacing them and muttering vivid threats, might constitute a breach of the peace, to say the least. It is, after all, intended to cause fear and alarm.
And remember, the targets in the videos above – the unimposing, the elderly, the disabled – are chosen deliberately and with glee. Because that’s who they are, these mighty warriors. I’m guessing it’s Cluster B all the way down. Malevolence is their aphrodisiac, their euphoria. It’s how they feel important. It’s how they process the buzzing noise inside their own heads.
And then there’s the whole throwing faeces thing.
Oh, and note the “I’m not touching anyone. Don’t touch me!” line from the big Antifa goon, the one menacing the elderly woman who struggles to walk.
We’ve been here before, of course. And we’ve seen what it means.
Bookmark to make it through the weekend and the comments. Vol Dog doesn’t want to hear about those “dawgs” just to the south of Tennessee.
What accommodations are you making for enormous, sweaty women?
I’ve seen these ladies’ reels before. They call themselves the Plus Size Park Hoppers and along with being obese they are also Disney Adults. Knowing how much walking is involved with visiting any Disney park, I can only imagine the chafing.
It is Sunday, let’s go to the store.*
Meanwhile in the parking lot…
*(Rev. Ray deals in irony and sarcasm, but can be on point at times)
There went my appetite.
An argument for Blue Laws?
How about segregating criminals into special zones?
OT: I’ve been rewatching some old 80’s TV shows and noticed just how they assumed there was no social/psychological downside to kids growing up without a father. No deviation from the Party Line was allowed to appear onscreen.
“Tumble-weave.”
…
True.
Harsh truth.
I recall Florence King saying much the same about Karla Faye Tucker.
LIke always, reading Dalrymple, what a depressing but wonderfully-told story.
The more and more of these kinds of videos that I see leaves me with a glaring, bloody obvious question…I mean this stuff has been in our faces for years now but nobody, at least no one that I have seen, asks this question…for all their violent behavior and tendencies, wtf don’t black womens know how to throw a punch? The hair weave grabs make perfect sense to me but they get their opponent in a vulnerable position and then they hit them with the inside of their wrists…or something. Is there some sort of biological reason, a structural connection of the muscular tissue within the female arm that causes this? Yet when I watch women’s boxing, they don’t seem to do that. As a spectator I find it all rather disappointing. Even somewhat disturbing.
Heh. The first improvement on those with the laser mouse, at least the first I encountered on the Sun workstations, had a reflective base the mouse sat on and while there was no ball, there were little fuzz pads on the bottom of the mouse. I was quite happy with it until the fuzz pads started to gum up, eventually making them as bad/as much hassle as the ball version. But the ball was easier to clean.
https://calvinanddune.tumblr.com/post/655848737163313152/silence-is-often-the-best-thing-to-say
Like mother, like son.
Looks like Laurie Penny has found a new condition to “come out” with.
Looks like Laurie Penny has found a new condition to “come out” with.
Didn’t she move to the US and get married to a man around/during covid? How bourgeois. So of course she has to try on some new labels to keep her cred up. In the article not only is she autistic, she’s legion as well. Wonder what’s next? She’s running out of things to come out as.
Is there a Disease of the Month Club we could buy her a subscription to?
“I’m not a cis woman. I’m a woman.”
From the comments:
I vaguely recall David Horowitz writing that most liberals really were communists in disguise. Nothing else adequately explains their behavior.