Reheated (114)
From the archives, some items of possible interest:
On historically accurate casting – and its opponents.
It is, needless to say, slightly surreal to see supposedly serious productions sharing behind-the-scenes footage, in which we’re invited to admire the craft of the set decorators, production designers, costume designers, etc., and their detailed, punctilious recreations of the period, while the people wearing the costumes and striding about the sets are demographically bizarre. As if we’re not supposed to notice.
And in transgender-sex-offender-urine-hurling news.
Despite his prodigious criminal activity, often repeated in the same locations, Mr Koko – complete with bicycle and polka-dot dress – proved difficult to apprehend. Possibly due to the public being told by both the police and the media that the person engaging in such activities, and for whom they should be alert, was somehow a woman.
Have You Tried Storing Them Upright?
Crime, incarceration, and dubious conclusions.
Attention, music lovers. Has your singing been decolonised?
And it is, I think, worth noting that the nation’s capital, where these dramas of “resistance” unfold, has in my lifetime gone from a native white-majority city, over 90%, to a native white-minority one, around 35%. Yet it would seem that even this dramatically downsized white devil population is, for some, still too burdensome and oppressive. A cause of “collective trauma.”
You May Need To Write This Down.
From the world of niche pornography.
See, I bring you the wonders of the world.
The ladies’ act of presenting themselves as the opposite sex, albeit with extra steps, was not, it seems, deemed affirming by those who like to present themselves as the opposite sex.
“My gender isn’t your costume,” said this chap here, a self-styled “eGirl, but like, with a penis or whatever.” Other indignant rumblings included accusations of deception and fraud, the inevitable “transphobia,” and demands that the ladies in question “don’t get in our space.” Another bewigged gentleman denounced the “masquerade” as “disgusting.”
For those craving more, this is a pretty good place to start.
Should you wish to express encouragement, there are tip jar buttons below.
Yes, it’s a real movie. https://www.imdb.com/title/tt1612774/
I believe that started in the 70’s. There was a very funny (at the time) SNL skit about it featuring OJ Simpson as himself and Lorraine Newman as the female sports reporter.
I AM FULL OF CHILI.
That is all.
My sympathies to the Other Half.
Which reminds me that this should be arriving today from Amazon.
This bears repeating.
Yes, and if the victim is from a race perceived as an enemy, they often stick around to dole out an extra bit of violence, abuse, or humiliation, even if it puts at risk the purported mission of getting away cleanly with the loot.
They know there’s an ethnic war on. Their explicit goals and emotional payoffs include controlling and expanding their own territory and conducting razzias into the enemy’s territory. But what we’re allowed to perceive and talk about is youths, random, wrong place at wrong time.
Don’t forget the shovel & pine box.
Leftists are educable, but the cost is high.
Another Munchausen by Proxy mom.
If madam looks familiar, you may be thinking of this.
trans XY (for clarity): they want to look like women and claim they ARE women but in no case do they emulate key female attributes like love of babies and children, nurturing, romantic attitudes. Instead they expose themselves to children and throw piss on them. Rather shows the farce for what it is.
What Fred said. In spades.
Helen Webberley should pay a price for her threats directed at dissenters. Like all Stalinist monsters she has no legitimate place in civilization.
There was a time when I thought I would spend much of my retirement touring England and the rest of Europe. Not so much anymore.
Laurie? Laurie Penny? Is that you?
Here’s the Laurie Penny segment I mentioned upthread where she can’t define what non-binary is.
Here’s that Banksy illustration protesting censorship.
I’m pretty sure they understand the irony, but they don’t care.
They don’t have to care. They hold all the cards.
How to trigger Brits without really trying.
“This has really become uncomfortably personal,” Says the attention-seeking fabulist caught in her own lies.
That was both outrageous and rather charming. The bewildered ripping of the tea bags being a high point.
Also, “What kind of tea?” “Builder’s.”
She’s lucky that Helen Pluckrose appears to be on hiatus. Or maybe Helen’s the lucky one. She’d rupture something.
And I’m not entirely opposed to the idea that tea should only be drunk while wearing a fancy hat.
When pointing out an expert’s contradictions – one might say dishonesties – is deemed “inappropriate.” By the same expert.
There’s the rote personal, “As a one legged, black, polyamorous, non-binary, I believe…” And then there’s the personal, personal: “What do you mean you want me to explain what that means and why it’s relevant.”
There’s an X account I see quite frequently where a guy has young women expose there idiocy simply by asking them basic questions about their beliefs. One woman started throwing around the world misogyny, so he asked her how she defined misogyny. She suddenly became very quiet, started crying and left the set. These types can’t get past the rote talking points because they literally don’t know what they mean.
Bingo. And it does rather suggest that, like so many of her peers, Laurie is accustomed to her fabulist identity labels promptly resulting in deference and hushed awe. A short-cut to status, as a fascinating being.
It’s just social jewellery. It’s not load-bearing.
This reminded me of a conversation I had some weeks ago, in which, apropos of nothing, the other person pointedly declared some satisfaction that an overseas politician had triumphed in an election over some other politician. This was said in such a way as to signal my expected agreement, some emphatic approval.
I replied that I didn’t know enough about the politics of the country in question and therefore didn’t have much of an opinion. This was followed, almost immediately, with some prompting, by an admission by the other person that they also knew practically nothing about the politics of the country being discussed or the policies of either candidate.
Yet they somehow knew which name they should publicly approve of when chatting with friends.
“What does it mean to channel they/them energy?“
I…uh…are some of those people genuinely enraged? So many of the comments were over-the-top but in a not-really-funny way. Then there was this comment from an Ian Donnelly, who identifies as a comedian:
That is…like…sarcasm or meant to be…or something, right? Checked out his posts and he seems inordinately concerned about badgers. Though I understand that’s a thing over there.
As I keep saying: figure this one out yourself, ladies.
Tim Worstall’s been decorating.
Not before chuffing time.
Little known fact, the infamous Hatfield-McCoy feud was over a misgendering, but again, the world is healing.
Yes, that is exactly what the mainstream media is known for, said no sane person who has seen 10 minutes of mainstream media ever.
Speaking of misgendering, “Do I look like a goddamn man to you…”
Also, “What kind of tea?” “Builder’s.”
To clear up any confusion, builder’s is like NATO tea.
[ Slurps tea. ]
This year, the festival will feature the film “HEIGHTENED SCRUTINY”
The film is about that young woman who argued before the SCOTUS, Chase Strangio.
Now, is it me or has “Atlas Shrugged” been made a part of reality? When I first read the book back in 1973, after my mother gave it to me and told me I needed to read it, I was amused by characters with strange names, such as Balph Eubank – Balph, not Ralph. Or Tinky Holloway. Or Cuffy Meigs.
And now . . . Chase Strangio.
OK, now wait one MF’n minute here. So we Americans are paying for your ***** tea now? Didn’t we fight a bloody war over this way back at the beginning? This is some sort of full-circle thing?
(am I doing it right?)
[ Tea-slurping intensifies. ]
A hasty internet search answers the question. There’s even a Wikipedia page (which is accurate because it does not touch on politics.)
As for NATO tea, I don’t think there is any military service in which weak tea or coffee is drunk. On the contrary, the extreme strength is a matter of pride.
And now . . . Chase Strangio.
Also Strangio than fiction – this may have been here before, but as a reminder for all non-transgender* people out there.
*(the artist formerly known as “man”, “woman”, or “normal”)
The dishonesty just multiplies.
On the contrary, the extreme strength is a matter of pride.
We’re talking about NATO here which, as WTP points out, without the US&A paying for it is not exactly extreme strength, for example…
Heh. But they’ll still take pride in the strength of their tea and coffee.
Hope it’s satire, fear it’s not.
Lucy Connolly has something to say about that.
Does tend to.
If The 42-year-old wife of a Tory councillor had called for people to “set fire” to hotels housing asylum seekers in the wake of the Southport attack in July 2024, the charges seem justified, if not the length of sentence. That is something beyond political speech. However is such a law were to be fairly applied, prisons would be bursting with leftists and worse. You would have to be high, or a strict libertarian (birm) to believe that wouldn’t be a good thing overall. Certainly better than the status quo. Not that it’s likely to happen over there.
Per Mark Steyn, Connolly was “sentenced to eight months’ confinement for every hour said tweet was visible to the public.”
While British courts witter on about ‘proportional response’ – can’t be extreme in defending your life, just isn’t done – they quite conveniently exclude the government from those strictures.
It’s as if the judges and police are all muppets.
America’s leading expert on tea was F. Scott FitzGerald’s cousin, T. Potts FitzGerald.
@David, may I please borrow the Correction Booth?