Friday Ephemera (807)
Little Daphnis making waves. || Like he’s doing it with his mind. || Look away now. || On the near-continual laying of eggs. || The thrill of testicles. || Big piles of enrichment. || Hairdressing… for Men? || Mixed messages. || Symbolism. || The ice king of Boston. || You know, I’m beginning to think it should be a slur once again. || Gentleman caller, a possible series. || He has a jingle. || Oh gender heaven. || Hides of note. || Hours of fun. || Water, water, and milk. || Within six months. Oh, and womanliness is all about “make-up, fashion and clothes.” || Assorted Star Trek merchandise, including the Star Trek metal detector and the vocal stylings of Janice Rand. || Smooth operator. || Personal space. || Apollo 11, in real time. || Tool of note. || Room enlargement. || Quality employee. || Skills were deployed.
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A significant fraction of these “migrants” should be deported through a wood chipper.
Is this a metaphor for something?
“Canadian man”
And it differs from gender hell how?
Her voice is much better than expected.
Hakuna matata MFers.
Between vain and vapid in the dictionary, you find this guy.
There’s a whole r/ dedicated to MyPeopleNeedMe?
….
Well, allrighty then.
How are these people real?
Intercontinental rivalry.
Karen core.
Gender-reveal party.
Serial conquest has its consequences.
Breathtaking!
Morning, all.
Trolley problem.
It seems to me we’ve been encouraged to forget, or to pretend not to know, just how different human beings can be.
And so, when reminded, it can be a little disconcerting.
No, I have no idea, but there’s plenty happening in just sixty seconds.
It’s a bit rich for those responsible for Centre Pompidou to sneer at anything.
I don’t remember voting for this.
Daphnis is amazing…
I have never seen the use of cardboard squares for pin curls (03:45)… was this due to postwar austerity? Are they in fact cardboard?
IIRC this would only work with wet snow, not powder.
Does not spill a drop!
Even the most primitive societies have taboos about excreta. This guy would be judged a moron even back home.
Well, inviting in large numbers of savages and hostile, benefit-sucking morons – creatures for whom civilisation is an alien concept – does seem to be a suboptimal course of action. A kind of civilisational self-harm.
I mean, it’s not like we couldn’t be just a little bit picky.
Again, we’ve been encouraged to forget, or to pretend not to know, just how different human beings can be.
Extra points for not spilling his drink.
Trade-unionist asks question.
They hear ‘billionaire’ and can only imagine Scrooge McDuck.
It reminded me of the chap who was heatedly indignant about the fact that cruise ships exist:
The chappie in question was promptly shown to be in error, with varying degrees of patience and politeness, though he seemed entirely disinclined to acknowledge any of the points being made in reply. He did, however, find time to deploy various colourful epithets.
Da hood is a very different world.
A mat and a noise.
Or just let it die like it deserves.
I’m still processing the implausibility of the claim, “Our mission is to serve all audiences.” Oh, and “safeguards against political interference.”
I believe the term is brass neck.
Not only ugly, it reportedly has serious maintenance problems due to the foolishness of exposing the plumbing, ductwork, etc to the elements.
But its very ugliness makes it much loved by intellectuals, who disdain beauty in favor of anti-human sentiments:
Come for the tweet, stay for the replies…
The BBC would support replacing the licence fee with a tax…
I think that was in the Moscow Peace Treaty of 1940.
Seeing as how that doesn’t happen now anywhere with any public broadcasting, I’m guessing a tax won’t improve things.
Again, as so often, you have to marvel at the casual, seemingly practised dishonesty. For some, it comes like breathing.
See also, the woke-eight-year-old phenomenon from 2016.
via dicentra, a phenomenon David has noted before.
Fortunately we are spared a photo of this chap, and no, you don’t have to go looking for one now.
“This is the status quo you’re expected to accept”
It’s a mystery.
There are one or two, um, harmonic discrepancies.
I believe she’s singing in the key of H.
And speaking of appropriate tools.
Gorgeous!
In other news, I have rediscovered tiffin.
[ Chomping. ]
I used to control women like that when walking into work. A few times I showed off my powers to one of my supervisors whenever we arrived together. I would point out a random very attractive woman walking ahead of us and I would tell him to watch as I used my mind to control which office sub-building hallway the woman would turn into. He was impressed in that way that indicated that he wasn’t impressed because he wasn’t allowed to indicate that he really was impressed.
I don’t understand why the BBC doesn’t just respond to the criticism it gets and change to meet what people expect from it. Then it wouldn’t face such opposition to funding it.
It seems fixed on trying the same thing and alienating more and more people.
Alienating people proves them virtuous, part of the elect.
Because logic and reason are meaningless. All that matters is perception. Perception is reality. Ask psychologists or philosophers, they will tell you. And people believe them. That is all that matters. Societies can exist for many generations denying reality, as long as they have a critical mass of productive suckers who are too chickenshit to stand up to them. It used to be that the reality deniers needed to be powerful and strong in the real world but the weak discovered that they could intimidate normal people as well as the strong once did.
Before anyone asks.
That would put me in a sugar coma for a week.
One small piece is generally sufficient. With a warm beverage of some kind.
Also, it’s an excuse to use the word tiffin.