Heavy-Set
Because you look starved of culture, I bring you the formidable figure of rap sensation Dajua Blanding, known to her admirers as Dank Demoss:
What’s her rap name? pic.twitter.com/OvrfklCc0R
— TaraBull (@TaraBull) April 26, 2026
Bonus points if you spotted the location of madam’s phone.
Keen-eyed readers may recognise Ms Demoss from her previous adventures in enormousness. Which seem to consist largely of harassing Lyft drivers fearful for their suspension.
For those erotically intrigued – and with a taste for what I can only describe as front arse cheeks – glamour shots are available.
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ISWYDT
“Losing weight is not a problem”
Er…
I rather like how Ms Demoss tells us that she smacks the hate away. While giving us the finger and habitually calling people bitches and niggas.
Truly, a Philosopher Queen.
Oh, and – inevitably – madam has an OnlyFans. Where she displays her “curves, confidence, and grown-woman energy.”
I’ll leave readers to unpick the ironies of that one.
She’s unpleasant and clammy?
I think we can assume that perspiration plays a big part in her life.
Still processing the idea that there’s a seemingly inexhaustible appetite for the mouthing of naff braggadocio.
“I’m this, I’m that, me me me.”
You’d think it would get tiresome.
She has her own Zip Code.
Light bends around her.
This was not what I hoped to see as I sat down to breakfast.
I’M BRINGING YOU THE WONDERS OF THE WORLD.
Fan worship.
I hastily poked through madam’s oeuvre, a task I can’t in good faith recommend. What struck me – besides the failure to be original or even particularly competent – was that some people seem genuinely impressed by an unremarkable voice, mouthing crass inanity, over a monotonously repeated two-bar sample of someone else’s music.
I didn’t find much in the way of melody or atmosphere or discernible musical progression – and key changes would seem to be an entirely alien concept. But I did hear more than enough bitches, niggas, pussies and motherfuckers. Dozens of them in practically every track.
I mean, I’ve bought (and made) some shit music in my time, but dear God. It’s a wasteland. And Ms Demoss is apparently “booked and busy all 2026.”
Not as big as the Great Pyramid of Giza, but fair point.
There are a lot of savages out there.
And Ms Demoss is apparently “booked and busy all 2026.”
Ms. Demoss will be lucky if she makes it through 2026.
I once worked on the divorce of an NFL wife. Husband played for major college, graduated with a made-up “degree”, and got drafted into the NFL. Husband could not stop the rockstar spending and supporting his posse while approaching the ripe old age of 30, so she wanted her half before he wound up broke.
The colleges should think about hiring minders for their star players to teach them basics of personal finance and adult ways, as a kindness. You can laugh about old ladies falling victim to telephone scams but I don’t think that’s any better than the grifters who attach themselves to young ‘n dumb athletes from the hood.
Madam’s appeal, such as it is, doesn’t seem to hinge on any lyrical or musical giftedness, even within the parameters of rap music. I can only assume her appeal is much more to do with her, um, attitude. Her sassy vastness.
Which is to say, she’s popular because she’s monstrously fat. With all of the health implications that follow from that. A lumbering, wheezing validation of some kind.
Today’s words, since you ask, are role model. Also, needless life shortening.
Not clicking, I intend to enjoy lunch.
But then, the chief appeal of rap is its attitude. A barbaric yawp.
And given what ghetto culture is, there is a constant competition to be ever more degraded and vile. A downward spiral with no bottom but death.
But… but… You’ll miss out on the whole front arse cheeks thing.
Hm. Not really selling it, am I?
Forget the phone, I couldn’t figure our where she was hiding the hooks for the hoist sling she was wearing.
That’s not hate. That’s truth. Unless directed towards her. Then it’s hate.
You’re bringing us worldly things to wonder about.
There is a difference.
‘Nobody ever lost money underestimating the taste of the American people.’
Perhaps the attraction is gravitational.
Gonna need a bigger shovel.
Ever notice you don’t hear much about young girls, academic achievement, and self-esteem any more? There’s a reason.
During the War on Boys in the 1990s, this was a big talking point among the civilizational locusts: young girls’ academic achievement drops markedly in middle school and high school due to the Oppressive Masculinity depressing their self-esteem, don’cha know.
Well, there was a large, coordinated study done across the US in the late 1990s that compared (admittedly self-reported) self-esteem and academic achievement.
In a result which surprises no one who has ever met a child, academic achievement and self-esteem are in fact negatively correlated, and more so in girls than in boys.
To bring this back to the topic at hand, when the data was broken down by race and sex, one particular demography had – by a large margin – the largest gap between reported self-esteem and academic achievement.
Can you guess which one?
When I saw the still, I thought it was a scene from the Netflix remake of Ghostbusters.
[ Throws raincoat over Daniel, bundles him into waiting car. ]
For those who missed it, on rap, the ‘N’ word, and dumb academia:
You see, a failure to like rap music, at least to a degree deemed appropriate by clown-shoe academics, is a wicked suppression of black intellectuals.
In other news, algebra and geometry perpetuate “whiteness,” apparently.
The hardest working words in this thread.
Front arse cheeks
Band name.
Specifically an ersatz “two-bob Pogues” faux-Oirish folk-punk outfit featuring an annoying twat with a penny whistle and a lesbian rhythm section who can’t play for shit.
Setting aside the notion of Da Baby as an intellectual, it’s worth noting how the authors’ conclusion – i.e., bad whitey – was seemingly predestined and arrived at well in advance of actual thinking, should any have occurred.
The objections and contradictions highlighted in my post are hardly esoteric. It’s pretty obvious stuff. The kinds of things that would likely occur to a great many people given a moment to think. And yet, they seem to have eluded our clown-shoe academics, who doubtless consider themselves intellectuals.
Or perhaps they’re actively avoided, lest the whole edifice fall in.
Or, how to be an oppressor on the cheap.
I’ve been seeing such claims for at least 30 years.
Not sure how to drive a stake through its heart. “Kill the brain, kill the ghoul” doesn’t work, because it’s politics crafted to appeal to acephalic liberals.
That’s true of pretty much all leftist “thought”, going back to Karl Marx if not earlier.
Innumeracy is ‘earned privilege’?
That was, by the way, an allusion to how one rap musician promoted himself, although I cannot remember who.
In other news, algebra and geometry perpetuate “whiteness,” apparently.
The rationalist detribalizing liberal project has been tried, with what might be fatal consequences to white societies, and failed on its own terms, because being a universalist is unnatural to most of humanity through most of history. Nonwhites, as she’s expressing here, see universalism as a weird white thing of no use to their own people except when there’s a tactical advantage from compelling goofy truebeliever whites to forego their own interests for those principles. The principles nonwhites live by themselves, as we see expressed here, are explicitly and constitutionally tribalist, always have been, and there was never any intention of joining in the universalist project.
Nonwhite advocates are obsessed, as we see here, not so much with their people’s absolute success according to objective scales, but with their success relative to other races, their access to respect and esteem. The simple and just solution is for different peoples to have their own countries and live in them so they’re not made upset by comparison with other races, but the tribally satisfying solution is to “disrupt” or “deconstruct” math classes in white countries so that white kids learn no math either.
An example comes to mind:
More, needless to say, at the link.
This is the last damn time I come here while eating a meal.
See also this:
And then there’s the conceit that heroically brown pupils are performing “additional labour” by doing less well in class, or by not doing the work at all.
No refunds. Credit note only.
No shortage of bar snacks to choose from.
Just give me a minute to steam these babies.
Sometimes David fries them instead.
Wanye, please don’t reply to the African engagement farmers.
Magic!