Friday Ephemera (800)
For a second, I thought it was chicken. || Intriguing meat. || Less difficult than it seemed. || For whumping. || It weighs 60 tonnes and arrived 80,000 years ago. || They do this better than you would. || On heels at the beach. || “A less crazy candidate,” says she. || The 100 most spoken languages. || Mother of six. Also drunk. Also a moron. || Two cats, two theremins. || The wrong concerto. || How to aggravate wasps. || On who should be in charge. || She knows she’s pretty, you see. || A three-year project to see music. || Pounder. || Point well made. || Today’s word is parenting. || Five hundred years of the vulgar tongue. Previously. || And yet what I noticed was the finger pinch. || He, unlike you, has an autonomous flying umbrella. || Frozen dinner. || And finally, a notable display of vocal range.
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I never thought about a parade of Stephen Hawkings
Anybody fluent in Spanish? What are they saying?
Women on the move!
I should put that in the banner.
King Charles is such a diva that he has someone iron his shoelaces, and he won’t bother to pick up a fallen letter.
Is this accurate?
I prefer the Sir Samuel Vimes point of view.
And then there’s this.
Looks like X is undergoing some kind of up-buggering.
I was unaware of these.
And in thing-that-never-happens news:
You’d think.
And from the linked Reduxx article on the same:
Shocked faces at the ready, people.
A short, good thread on what progressives get wrong about high-trust societies.
Needless to say, the wrongness is quite fundamental.
Are we going to Addis Ababa, Mr. Luthor?
Meh.
It’s good to be the king.
*Mission Impossible theme*
Karenus canadiensis.
From the Reddit comments:
I still think the against-the-clock-bread-extraction-with-cumbersome-tongs game show has legs.
Via Wanye:
So much for the wisdom of our ruling classes.
80 f*cking percent.
Prostitution or rage clicks?
I never thought about a parade of Stephen Hawkings
Would have been *chef’s kiss* if they had programmed the chant to come from their laptops in a mechanical voice.
Why can’t both be done? Why do Progressives always see it as an “either/or” situation? Shut up, Winkler.
from CoderDyne: Are you still horny?
That reminds me: A recurring theme in Heinlein’s fiction is people fleeing to another planet when the liberal retardery gets too bad.
I give thanks that until this moment I knew nothing about Winkler’s views.
We live in strange times.
The former . . . but with a severely reduced chance of coitus.
This satirical item keeps getting resurrected for different kinds of pets.
But I don’t care because the photo is perfect for the joke.
One word: struldbrug
“I don’t know if you saw this, maybe you don’t have signal on your boat.”
Cat lady ritualistically dons ‘protection gear’ then tops off the outfit with the rape rag.
Talk about mixed messages.
(btw, I believe that’s raging septum ring gal)
Can you explain this?
Think this explains the reference.
Diabolical shibboleth.
Ah, now it makes perfect sense.
But gas station pastrami? American prison-grade bologna on white bread would be more cruel, if only pork weren’t impossible to get in Israel.
For those who follow Larry Correia, there is another country known for its sandwiches, Krasnovia, which earned Larry a 24 hour FB ban:
Free the hero of Krasnovia!
How about that. They created a machine to replace my dad on Saturday mornings.
Yes, having been raised on a farm, he invariably awoke at the crack of dawn, and on Saturdays he’d get in some piano-pounding, not caring that the rest of us hoped to sleep in. (Narcissism will do that to you.)
It was always poorly executed Rachmaninoff: Prelude in C Sharp Major and Prelude in G minor.
He made exactly the same mistakes every time: hit the wrong chord, then try a few other wrong chords (same sequence) until hitting the right one, then moving on to the next mistake.
Saying being robbed isn’t that bad doesn’t mean you live in a high-trust society.
“Qué bonita está mi Cádiz, qué bonita es mi ciudad, que rebosa de alegría cuando llega el carnaval.”
I got that from Grok because I had a hard time making out the lyrics. It’s a chirigota performance from the Carnaval de Cádiz.
Well, being nice and trusting yourself and telling other nice, trusting people that they should be even more nice and trusting, even more defenceless, even less wary, and that any hesitation is a sign of Being A Bad Person, is not a winning formula. Utopia will not follow.
As Mr Burkett says,
And which, very often, they actively oppose.
ICE chief in Minnesota in a casual debate with a Cluster B nightmare.
When I watch these exchanges, what strikes me is not so much the flimsy thinking – though it is flimsy thinking – but the tone, the body language, the emotional infantilism. The psychology in play. There’s something weird and untrustworthy. Something deeply incompatible.
Or maybe that’s just me.
Why Young Women Moved Left While Young Men Stayed Sane.
…if only pork weren’t impossible to get in Israel.
Cheeseburgers are a little harder to find, though.
“For those who follow Larry Correia”, who ripped off the NTC…
So what’s next if she doesn’t get the attention she wants?
Thank you.
And yet she appealed to enough people to get elected, which suggests that they are similarly defective.
You got a problem with that, you filthy Pinelandian?
It’s not.
Another ripoff, Picasso’s claim that good artists copy and great artists steal isn’t always correct. The Krasnovians are commies, BTW.
Stupid Pinelandian, you’re just jealous of our waffle makers.
Never having heard of this Correa person other than your references, I have no idea what either you or he are on about. Having been to Krasnovia, the only positive thing about it is that you will never want for a rock or something.
This will explain.
As so often, I understand barely half of what goes on here.
This one is simple. Krasnovia and Pineland are two of the myriad of fictional countries the Army developed for training centers, Krasnovia at Ft. Irwin in the Mohave desert, and Pineland at Ft. Bragg, for instance (they are also used elsewhere in training). The opposing forces at Irwin, again for example, used actual Soviet equipment (and tarted up stuff) and used Soviet doctrine to train against The Red Menace, or client states equipped and trained in such (e.g., Iraq).
For some reason this Correia chap (unlike serious writers like Asimov or Clarke) appears to have ripped them off to create some brummagem fantasy land that has nothing to do with the real fake places. Instead of stolen valor, it is stolen suck, I guess, why he didn’t just make up his own fake countries is an exercise left to the student.