Friday Ephemera (806)
Winter scenes. || Smooth walking. || At last, self-sorting chairs. || Laughed, not sorry. || Nail job. || The Bank of England gold vaults. || But she still had to film herself, obviously. || Bigger than yours. || Are you edible? || 32 times a day. || 21 minutes of morons being tased. || Blessed are the tea ladies, 1987. || I did not know these were a thing. || A gentleman caller. || He has gender-affirming migraine auras. || Motoring decision of note. || Hardcore menopause. || Low-commitment pets. || Improper sitting. || The progressive retail experience, parts 704, 705, 706 and 707. || When you think you’re the good guy. || Move that rear end, she says. || Firefighter. || I was previously unaware of intimate fitness classes. || Today’s words are fossilised anus. || And finally, made for sharing.
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Not that anyone from perfidious France has any room to criticize anything, but he is right about south Florida.
Modern dining.
Anti-trans violence.
More anti-trans violence.
Today In Oppression!™
Kansas is unsafe for “trans” people!.
A new law that is “…simply cruel for the sake of being cruel and worse, in so many words, “…puts a bounty on trans [sic] individuals…” has been enacted. What cruel cruelty has placed? They have to have their actual sex on their driver’s licenses, just as they did in Nazi Germany.
Meanwhile a former fashion editor who left Vogue because (checks notes) “…vitriolic white supremacy goes unchecked…” is microaggressed and “downgrades” herself to business class on Emirates because of too many wypipo in first class. Making the huge assumption that this actually happened, scroll down to see the nigh galley slave conditions she would have endured.
One shudders at the inhumanity.
It’s what happens when you’re holding in laughter.
Why are trans-kids like vegan cats?
One more time:
In short, you can’t demand that strangers – all of them, everywhere – perceive you in a certain way, or demand that they pretend not to see reality.
Also, “formal evacuation alert.”
:: is distressed ::
As you know, I hate to find fault.
[ Updates enormous HTML UP-BUGGERING SCOREBOARD, adds flashing lights. ]
[ Slides assorted vitamins and herbal supplements toward dicentra. ]
Please God, let this be true.
I couldn’t hep but to notice the op-ed was in The Kansas City
ZvezdaStar. Between Kansas City MO (the real one) and Kansas city KS (and the burbs to the south) there is a road called State Line, which is, you will be surprised to note, is the state line, so moving a few blocks to the east is not exactly The Oregon Trail.You did add yourself to that, I trust.
Speaking of flashing lights…
We have always had crime, and the people who excuse criminal behavior. Those people are the greater moral problem that needs to be addressed. Stand up to the enablers and the criminal activity will without a doubt decrease. We have the ability to control the problem. The problem is us.
From your lips to his ear.
I’m sorry, I can’t hear you. Must be solar flares.
Your are not supposed to wear, no matter how badly the washer hackers shrunk them, blogging thongs as ear muffs.
Thank you for that.
Presumably, the thinking is that – other than the very visible gesture of being noticed – it creates a practical obstacle. In that, if the chap did throw himself off the bridge, the fall onto the trucks would likely result in some relatively minor injury, rather than the expected mortal one.
And hey, that would be embarrassing.
I will believe this is true when Iran produces the laughable, obvious AI-generated video proving that he’s alive.
Surreal indeed.
Greetings from Israel.
The Home Front command told people to keep at least one phone on (usually no electronics on the Sabbath) and starting Sabbath morning we got alerts every half hour sending us to safe room/bomb shelter. Still some sporadic alerts this evening. Lots of Iron Dome launches and interceptions. My son and other reservists were called up mid-morning.
Trump’s announcement was what i expected – he hewed to American self-interest and demonstrably stopped short of volunteering America for another long-term ‘nation building’ entanglement.
This White House has learned to start campaigns on the weekend to blunt financial volatility and to establish the narrative ahead of the media.
Don’t try this at the bar.
I wonder what’s going through Jeremy Corbyn’s head now.
Munitions, if we’re lucky.
Highly likely.
Heh.
In this great moment of national hope…
Prayers answered: the Ayatollah is dead, along with several of his lieutenants:
Iranians worldwide grieve, mourn, lament, weep.
There is, it has to be said, a certain symbolism.
Bandar-log. Western civilisation has given itself over to the bandar-log.
Meanwhile, the Green Party.
Best Israeli meme to cross my phone:
The remaining Iranian leadership is 3 Mossad agents who dont kmow about each other, so theyre still playing along…
We had more missile interceptions this morning. Hopefully they will taper off.
Elsewhere, “Sure they had to go, but it wasn’t us.”
Interesting choice.
For if it prosper, none dare call it Treason.
Pre-flight safety talk on Spirit Airlines.
This performance is certainly noting to sniff at.
My first thought on seeing that?
“Is this clips of Holly Hunter in Star Trek: Starfleet Learing Academy?”
You can’t hate the media enough, Part 33,653.
Perversity as status-assertion.
Meanwhile, the Green Party.
Meanwhile in the US Democrat Party (Ilhan Omar’s tweet is in that Insty post.)
Funny how “Death to America” and “Death to England” don’t mean them, apparently, ‘cos they muslim. But are they the right flavor of muslim – last I head sunni and shia hate each other’s guts. Who is Starmer trying to appease?
Um, okay, if you say so.
Heh.
A ten-dollar bill is in the center of the crossroads. To the north, there’s Santa Claus. To the west, the Tooth Fairy. To the east, a radical Muslim. To the south, a moderate Muslim. Who reaches the ten-dollar bill first?
Answer: The radical Muslim. All the others are mythical creatures…
Ladies and gentlemen, it’s another moderate Muslim.
Rare sighting of a real reporter in the wild.
For those times when what’s called for is some comfort TV, we’ve been watching old episodes of Top Gear and The Grand Tour.
To quote myself from a couple of years ago,
Happy memories.
I applaud this hack.