Like Encouragement And Gratitude, But Spendable
Yes, it’s time to remind patrons that where you are right now is made possible by the kindness of strangers. If you’d like to ensure this place exists a while longer, and remains ad-free, there are three buttons below the fold with which to monetise any love. Debit and credit cards are accepted. If what happens here is of value, this is a chance to show it.
If one-click haste is called for, there’s a QR code in the sidebar, at which you point your phone camera, and my PayPal.Me page can be found here. As requested, there are SubscribeStar and Ko-Fi accounts, via which love may also be monetised, whether as one-off donations or monthly subscriptions. Should you be gripped by an urge to express encouragement via currency, by all means succumb.
Additionally, any Amazon UK shopping done via this link, or via the button in the sidebar, results in a small fee for your host at no extra cost to you.
It’s what keeps this place here.
For newcomers wishing to know more about what’s been going on here for the last eighteen years, in over 3,000 posts and 200,000 comments, the Reheated series is a pretty good place to start – in particular, the end-of-year summaries, which convey the fullest flavour of what it is we do. A sort of blog concentrate. If you like what you find there… well, there’s lots more of that.
Do take a moment to poke through the discussion threads too. The posts are intended as starting points, not full stops, and the comments are where much of the good stuff is waiting to be found. And do please join in.
As always, thanks for the support, the comments, and the company.
Oh, and consider this an open thread. Share ye links and bicker.
The world expert on bombing children has decided to weigh in…
Evil indeed. He never lets me sample his gin.
Meh. At this point I find it hard to blame them too much. American/western and especially Minnesota culture is so far gone they gotta figure, wth…run with it and see what happens. Though I wouldn’t want a rapist from my culture back in my culture’s neighborhood even if he raped a little girl from a culture that I despise. But hey, that’s just a cultural difference. Who am I to judge?
This is why opinion has hardened against troons. They cannot call out creepy or predatory behaviour. (via Ambush Predator.)
Sort of like liberals’ inability to condemn leftist thuggery.
Nothing says “inclusion” quite like “us only”. I’ll bet the next Tour de France will be lit, as the kids say.
It’s usually not said out loud quite this explicitly, but the current racial morality is indeed that if whites were insensitive enough to found cycling clubs or countries without blacks, then whatever the founding purpose of their group was, they’d better make it their higher purpose to recruit and cater to blacks.
In physical fact, fat black women among skinny white cyclists take up more volume, breathe more air, and intersect more eyelines than average. What they call invisibility is not getting status and peer esteem commensurate with their self-estimation, which is very high and uninfluenced by competence or contribution.
When it comes to expectations of competence for safety-critical professions in a technocracy, or for expectations of civility and pleasantness in cities and towns, the national peloton, as it were, has been required since the 60’s not to discriminate against those who can’t keep the pace, so it would be in that spirit to demand the same for real pelotons.
Oooh, exclusion! The horror, the horror!
Ability grouping is natural and proper. Imagine being expected to slow down to accommodate the fatty who cannot go faster than a moderate walking pace. It utterly destroys the who point of the exercise.
Letters of support from his community (community of whom? Of Minnesota men, naturally).
Nine pages of how he’s nice to his mother, volunteers at the mosque, is helping to import a mentally ill relative for a better life on welfare. Which is nice for Somali Minnesotans, but what do non-Somali Minnesotans get out of this? The mitigating circumstances – that he couldn’t speak English, hadn’t finished school, was unsuited to the pace of American life, and in fact unwilling to adjust to American morals – just seem like good reasons not to have imported him in the first place. He’s not about to find a cure for cancer or release a sequel to Rosemary’s Baby – he drives an Uber, which seems like a bad thing and not a good thing to allow a repeated unrepentant sexual predator to do.
Unfair, perhaps, but there it is.
TETRAD.
The dark tetrad includes sadism, and that seems exactly right to me.
Ping! A small token of a lady’s appreciation.
Great blog. A little something, etc.
Bless you, madam, and bless you, sir. May that store-bought pizza one day live up to its makers’ claims of spiciness, thereby sparing you the usual chopping of chillies, grating of extra cheese, etc.
#EmotionalLabour
I KNOW, RIGHT?
After 18 years, they should give out medals.
The uncorrected presumption is quite bizarre. The obnoxious racial arrogance, to which we’re expected to defer.
And so, we get numerous articles in the Guardian and New York Times in which narcissistic bints complain about how unfair it is that national parks aren’t located where they, the authors, have chosen to live, and in which the expected inference is that any reluctance to travel, or any lack of interest generally, is somehow due to external forces of a diabolical kind, and almost certainly racism.
Articles telling us how oppressive and unfair it is to have to mingle with the pale and indigenous – say, rock-climbing instructors and vendors of ice-cream – and about how racially hostile said pale and indigenous people can be assumed to be, while failing to present any credible evidence to that effect, despite articles of great length, often several thousand words.
Articles in which “white” and “whiteness” are the go-to pejoratives. Things that must be fixed.
It’s projection. They’re racists who like calling white people racist.
Well, there is, I think, a noteworthy shortage of evidence and specifics – things that one might regard as clearly unwarranted and unpleasant. What’s presented as self-evident oppression looks more like self-involvement, hypersensitivity, or small ambiguities. I mean, you’d think that, somewhere out there, there must be a few outright bigots, just statistically, but they rarely seem to make it into articles of this kind.
The New York Times, for instance, defines as “racist abuse” the fact that some people took exception to the term “whiteness” and the repeated implication of pathology, and to the claim that black visitors need a “safe space” away from hoteliers and shopkeepers who happen to be white. People whose livelihoods depend on hospitality, and who were construed as somehow dangerous.
No evidence of actual racism was deemed necessary. Their pallor, and their willingness to complain about absurd, baseless and insulting accusations, being, it seems, sufficient. Good enough for the editors and readers of the New York Times.
The Guardian, meanwhile, cites as damning evidence of racism the account of a shrouded Muhammadan woman whose hike was interrupted by a need to pray, and who, while kneeling amid the scenic splendours of Glen Coe, was – wait for it – looked at.
As if the sight of a Muhammadan woman rocking and prostrate in the middle of a mountainous landscape in the Scottish highlands couldn’t possibly invite attention, or concern for her wellbeing, as if it were in no way incongruous or noteworthy. “People look at me all the time,” said she.
It’s thin gruel.
I should add that the thinness of the gruel – the feeble evidence, and the seeming doubt that any evidence is even necessary – as if it were at best a bothersome formality – does rather betray how loaded the game must be, in their minds at least. Even to complain about the shortage of evidence – and the casual insult of it all – is seized upon as itself being racist, a basis for public scorn.
That’s not a mind you can rely on. Or a person you’d wish to know.
Welcome to London!
Because they can’t be bothered to arrest the f*ckers.
Cheers, barkeep. 👍
Bless you, sir. May your egg-poaching skills be admired far and wide.
And again, thanks to all who’ve chipped in so far, or subscribed, or done shopping via the Amazon link – including all those much too shy to say hello. I sometimes forget how many of you are lurking in the bushes, being very, very quiet.
It’s much appreciated and is what keeps this place here.
Your racism and bigotry prevent you from seeing what a tremendous business opportunity this is! The selling of “Mind the grab” t-shirts and hats and such will be a tremendous boon to the London economy. Ask any economist, because they are mostly that stupid these days.
Isn’t the Online Safety Act supposed to put paid to stuff like this and this appearing online?
Great fun could be had if someone had a Mossad contact.
I believe David has written previously about the loons who write for Jezebel.
As Instapundit quips, “They’re not good people who just care too much. They’re awful people.” If that sounds unfair, I can only point to the high-minded charmers quoted in every other post here during the last eighteen years.
I believe Peter Boghossian makes that very mistake in his “All Things Reconsidered” series on bias at NPR. It is a profound misunderstanding to attribute benevolent motives to these people.
Did some cleaning around the house and gathered up the change in the couch cushions.
:::::PING::::
Bless you, madam. May you invent a device to remotely unfluff the sofa cushions on which your enemies recline.
[ Evil laughter. ]
As a fat Black woman, I was used to not being seen
Clear evidence that white people are terrible.
“People look at me all the time,” said she.
Clear evidence &c
Strongly suspect she was seen a lot because she was habitually loud and confrontational.
Re: the cycling whine
I’m baffled at this attitude that if one doesn’t receive an engraved invitation and, upon their entrance to said event, isn’t greeted with sufficient enthusiasm, then everyone else is RAAACIST!
Attitude of a spoiled prepubescent maybe, but an alleged adult? Really? The narcissism is off the charts with Missy LOOK-AT-ME-AND-APPLAUD!
Can’t find a medal. Hope the ping takes the edge off.
Bless you, sir. May you still experience a childlike pleasure at the sight of falling snow. And may said snow depart before you need to go anywhere.
[ Starts compiling Friday’s Ephemera. ]
By the way, for those who like to keep track of such things, I’ve now been doing these damn tip-jar blessings for ten chuffing years.
Seemed a good idea at the time.
[ Tries to think up more blessings. ]
While making the same mistake regarding All Things Considered. That and Bill Maher’s Politically Incorrect show bugged me for their gaslighting titles. I was into Maher’s idea before I got to understand him. I got to understand him by watching that show and seeing the less leftist guests get called out for being politically incorrect. Back when I would occasionally listen to npr in my car (way back), I found myself talking back to the ATC show saying, “Yeah, but you didn’t consider this…”
Woman quits 40hr per week job because it takes up so much time she even forgets to shower. Like, for weeks at a time.
I bet her former co-workers are happier with her not there.
She is a prime example of people who should be excluded.
I’ve had conversations, of a kind, with people who assumed that everyone else should be inexhaustibly fascinated by the skin colour of the person assuming this, and by whatever elaborate baggage they attach to it. It’s quite hard to have a rewarding conversation with people who insist on doing that. I mean, why would you assume anyone else cares? Why not try talking about something other than yourself?
It’s not unlike being stuck with someone whose every second utterance refers to their breast implants, or their gayness, or to the washing machine they bought six weeks ago.
Ping. 😊
Cruel caricature, but deserved.
Bless you, madam. Should you have cheesy breadsticks, may you also have red pepper houmous.
[ Dunking, chomping. ]
OT: checking my browser history, I have been logging into this blog every 30 days.
So that’s how long the “keep me logged in” option is good for.
I am once again reminded of John Derbyshire’s and Scott Adams’ warnings.
The solution requires removing all criminals from society “by any means necessary.”
A reasonable suggestion.
… I mean, why would you assume anyone else cares? Why not try talking about something other than yourself? …
I remember a talk show where a section of the studio audience had come from a deprived neighborhood, let’s call it Burnt Out Car Town, and their presence was evidently the culmination of a week of Media Training with a certain tendency, so instead of having anything interesting to say, their contribution for every guest and every subject was this is all well and good, but what relevance does it have to the people of Burnt Out Car Town?
One of the guests was a restaurant owner who gave the PR answer that’s necessary to avoid a silly season boycott (good food is for everybody, a surprising number of my own staff and customers actually originate from backgrounds like yours, you’ll find that it’s affordable as long as you calibrate your price expectations on high-end concert or sports tickets rather than on Mo’s Takeaway). But the truth serum answer must have been something like…
I have seen online laments by school teachers that their black students have zero interest in anything which is not specifically about black people–an attitude which virtually guarantees that they will not do well in life.
For the last month or two I had been getting logged out every day or so. Sometimes even twice a day. But for the last week, week and a half I haven’t had an issue and kinda forgot about it. I figured it was something on my end but I wasn’t getting logged out of anything else that I regularly visit.
That should make it easy to recycle the older ones, because they’ve surely been lost to memory.