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Lifted from the comments, a small snapshot of our times:
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โ ๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ถ. ๐ท๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ฑ (@charles_hart) October 18, 2025
There’s much that could be commented on – the raging at the innocuous, the dishonest use of the word hate, the projection, the nails and five o’clock shadow combo, the theatrical sweater-pulling and the ostentatiously deep breath, as if superhuman patience were being tested.
To say nothing of the seeming belief that he – Mr Zara Paquette – were barking his instructions directly to Keira Knightley, as if she would be watching and dutifully taking notes. Like a good, obedient woman.
But what strikes me most is the fact that Mr Paquette doesnโt seem to understand that what he wants โ i.e., the ability to coerce and dictate, to bully others into lying โ is not something that he should want.
Wanting the power to make others tell quite blatant lies about what is and isn’t real, and to thereby make those people cowed and absurd, is what makes him a bad person. A villain in this low-grade cross-dressing drama.
That this should even need saying is itself quite remarkable. Yet here we are.
Consider this an open thread. Share ye links and bicker.
That.
This is the true Toxic Masculinity.
And the hair flick.
Wonder how long it took to perfect that artful shudder at the notion his donning his granny’s knickers does not, in fact, make him a woman.
Antipsychotic drugs often have weight gain as a side effect. Just saying.
Is there an implied comma in the title?
I’ll have you know, sir, my commas are never implied.
He’s needs to increase the dosage, obviously.
Nuts.
And the hair flick.
Not to mention using female voice overdubs instead of using his own decidedly non-female voice.
I thought Tony Slattery had died.
He is right that this is not merely a difference of opinion, but wrong in the reasons. As David points out, the truth claim being made is demonstrably false, which the UK courts have properly decided. People are, in fact, being harmed by the claim that men are women, which the producer of the video ignores in favour of being a victim.
What it feels like to argue with a trans activist.
One more time:
Wesley Yang, here.
The reliance on affected voices and absurd levels of filtering doesn’t exactly scream I can be trusted with car keys.
Or indeed access to ladies’ changing rooms.
I’ve been on the internet so long that I remember when Matthew Yglesias occasionally said something worth paying attention to…or at least that’s what I assume because back then Instapundit linked occasionally to him.
That one, I suspect, is going to get some use.
There is, I’ve discovered, a T-shirt.
Good lord that isn’t a woman nor is it a man …. The word ‘freak’ comes to mind.
Moose are effin’ UNITS.
Me. Pants. Shit would I.
“Bill Rogan’s moose was feeling fine.
Ate three red shirts from off the line…”
We don’t get many moose hereabouts. Squirrels, yes. An occasional badger.
“Beans on toast is not British.”
Relax. It’s just Teddy Roosevelt’s ride parked for the night.
On progressive empathy.
Remember when George W Bush told us the same thing? Muslims all want freedom, just like us. He neglected to note that they don’t want others to also be free.
Very much related:
Also, this.
โBeans on toast is not British.โ
The denial is understandable.
Today’s word is conviction.
The Brits proved easy prey for the eevil Heinz Corporation.
“We’re all gonna have to figure out how to live together”
Oppressive stuff right there. I can see why people get upset.
I can have empathy for and even forgive beans on toast, but carjacking not so much.
Truly, some mindsets are almost unfathomable. In some poor countries (Africa but also S america), if you have a small business and it succeeds, it is given that you will hire all your relatives even if useless. Therefore, business people intentionally do not grow the business. Dampens economic growth. It is acceptable in places to torment/kill those not of your tribe/clan/religion. In Africa, superstition is still very strong. In very strict muslim countries, the only way young people meet is if cousins, thus cousin marriage is very common as are birth defects.
None of the libtards understand these things.
I am not actually offended by beans on toast, but it’s fun to have something silly to pretend to be wildly indignant about.
Quite. The response does rather suggest someone… difficult to please.
To be clear, I am not offended by beans on toast either, but it does require some empathy to imagine wanting to eat it.
[ Rails against the callous refusal of Meadowfresh to ship to the United States. ]
That and the instruction sheets, and the “you only paid us for for hours”.
your German friend
[ Walks into kitchen, opens freezer, removes stash of steak pie slices. ]
[ Strokes steak pie slices. ]
[ Puts stash of steak pie slices back in freezer. ]
Memo to self: skip the dinner invitation from Thompson
I’ll just leave this here.
Related.
[ Scowls ]
“As I’m sure we all know, Muslims are very easily offended by all kinds of things.”
Trans is the latest expression of the Leftโs desire to renegotiate every aspect of life. To deconstruct EVERY definition, every custom, every facet of our entire society.
Whichโฆok, itโs your right to express that desire, But the idea that we are all required to assume that once everything IS renegotiated that everything will be – somehow – better.โฆ.is pure malignant psychopathy.
On top of that, it is abundantly clear that the Left are NOT well-intentioned. But even if they were, their โideasโ arenโt ideas, as such. Theyโre mindless platitudes held by malignant narcissists who QUICKLY turn violent when confronted with their manifest failures.
Worth a small, fleeting smile.
You can watch young bullies torment a “weird kid” and understand that the bullies are having a grand old time, and maybe even understand why the weirdness provokes them, and still intervene and break it up.
If further illustration is required, this lively interaction came to mind:
Note the struggle-session dynamic.
Thanks, Boomers!
You’re welcome. Now get off my fucking lawn.