Tidings
Proctor’s Farm, painted by Peter Brook:
As is the custom here, posting will be intermittent over the holidays and readers are advised to follow me on X, or subscribe to the blog feed at the very bottom of the page, either of which will alert you to anything new as and when it materialises. Though Boxing Day seems a good bet.
Thanks for the company and the thousands of comments, many of which prompted discussions that are much more interesting than the actual posts. Which is pretty much the idea.
And particular thanks to all those who’ve made PayPal, Ko-Fi, or SubscribeStar donations to keep this rickety barge above water. It’s much appreciated. Should readers be overwhelmed with feelings of goodwill and an urge to express encouragement via currency, the tip jar buttons will relieve that terrible pressure.
Curious newcomers and those with nothing better to do are welcome to rummage through the Reheated series in search of entertainment. You may find things you’d missed. And this, needless to say, is an open thread.
To you and yours, a very good one.
It’s unattractive, certainly, and apparently it’s also racist.
Drag out the Dickens …
“It was the best butter.”
Perhaps this explains the decline of Typepad.
The margarine displayed towards the end does leave the impression of fabrication.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t039p6xqutU , since someone has already posted Lehrer. I wore out this tape in my Walkman – always did like the dark humor in the song.
Merry Christmas David, Other Half, and all the commenters! Thanks for making this joint an oasis in the hellish landscape that is the modern internet.
“They said if I go to Poland they will hit or kill me”
Sounds fair. Merry Christmas, Achmed.
interesting how the same people who hate whites and the West are desperate to cross the border to get there… could it be that their own people create a country that is a shitshow?
Scorpion promises not to sting any more frogs.
The ‘Carol of the Bells’ video was lovely.
Merry Christmas everyone. (Ping.)
I think so. It’s one of my favourite carols. It has a pleasingly dark, almost ominous or cautionary, undertone.
Bless you, madam. May your in-ear headphones fit snugly and not keep falling out during key moments of dialogue.
“And the murderer is…”
“If you kids get to the point of erecting gibbets, I will help pull on the ropes.”
Or is that insufficiently festive? Fa la la la la, la la la la.
OK…just because I spent $60 on f’n compression software subscription…well not just for you but mostly…these things used to be so easy…bookmark…temp is now 78F but the…uh…wind chill brings it down to 73F…that’s like…23 or something under y’all’s communist system. Something to do with taxes but I don’t really understand it. Merry Christmas anyway.
I see your Christmas At Ground Zero and raise you A Consort of Christmas Carols.
Transgression fetish describes the Rocky Horror crowd.
The abandon with which Western governments lavish taxpayer provided benefits on them might also have something to do with it.
How about Santa in Animal Land?
[ Stares suspiciously in David’s direction. ]
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They’re refreshing.
Marijuana is injectable? Gosh, the things I learn from high-IQ PhD astrologists.
I detect more than a whiff of satire.
Even given the decrepit state of academia, a PhD in Astrology seems implausible.
A seasonal reminder:
Hilarious satire.
Otherwise so far around the bend it’s red-shifted into the microwave band. 😀
Is it them, Yogi? Of course, Boo-Boo.
The ideal punishment is slow strangulation in front of their friends and family. No more prison bullshit.
How long until Jonah disavows everything he wrote in Liberal Fascism?
The Battle of Waterloo was won in the baked bean kitchens of Eton.
I seem to recall reading he ‘borrowed’ the thesis behind that. That might explain the increasing incoherence of his subsequent publications.
Even more mood setting: Arvo Pärt, “Seven Magnificat Antiphons ” https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=a-RYaN-08FU&si=koIONFZHnwr_iWwX
And if that’s not quite your thing, perhaps my family’s favorite recording of an old standard will do. https://youtu.be/UAUC5jZzlgE?si=uBqpTLlxCFUdhVj-
I’m not sure about that, but I do know for certain that he crowd-sourced some (much?) of his material on an NRO blog.
I saw him in person a few times, and was not impressed–quite the opposite. He did not seem to have facts at his fingertips and did not seem to be strongly motivated to defend small government and individual liberty against the Obama-socialist-fascist movement.
As I understand it, he is a “child of privilege” and thus is far more likely to feel comfortable among members of the Deep State ruling class than among ordinary Americans anxious to not be ruled over by their “betters”.
Pärt’s work has a timeless quality lacking in most modern compositions.
More occasional music.
A very Merry Christmas to our host and his commenters. “Ping!”
Star Trek on money. This must have been after I stopped watching.
(Via one of the AoS bloggers.)
Bless you, sir. May your car alarm not be triggered by a neighbour’s cat.
And may your cat not be triggered by a neighbor’s car alarm.
Earlier this year, our car alarm was triggered by a spider, inside the car, setting off the motion sensor.
It went off twice, about twenty minutes apart, prompting trips outside and baffled looks, before we figured out what was happening.
The spider was liberated and dropped onto some nearby grass.
New York tries to one up California.
David Thompson, liberator of spiders.
Friend of bird and beast.
Shoot the punks and say ‘Merry Christmas’ as they lie bleeding.
“You communist, Marxist knobs.”
‘Ragbag assortment of rootless foreigners’
“It is not a real country.”
Again, it’s not about logic and reason. What drives western civilization/culture is whatever bullshit gets repeated over and over to define the “normal” person’s reality. Facts, truth, whatever enlightenment storyline that you may believe in is irrelevant when the megaphone of stupidity is set to 11. Especially in regards to white women and their soy not-really-men.
‘The ketchup of baking.’
Official, verified Cookie Monster would say any cookie is good cookie.
But what if Christmas falls on a Sunday?
DS9 was actually kinda based. They questioned a lot of the Federation’s narrative on its own perfection. Like the one Hell to the Chief episode where O’Brien spends decades in a virtual prison.
Oscar does Christmas music right.
Джона Фэхи: “Русская рождественская увертюра”
Via Julia, a last-minute gift idea.