Friday Ephemera (818)
I think it looks pretty good, actually. || Love machine, ladies. || Bling thing. || Contraband detected. || On transgender Reddit, euphoria abounds. || Balls and blocking. || On atomic weapons and bomb-like objects. || For lovers of glamour, those Hollywood vibes. || From 1981: Does Woking Want a Sex Shop? || On tiny tessellations and apian secretions. || Rooftop scenes. || Rooftop scenes 2. || Gentleman caller. || Congestion of note. || Gym juddering, Chile. || China, 1917. || Attention, fat chaps. || Incoming. || On the mend, I see. || Make your own Star Trek title cards. (h/t, Neatorama) || Today’s word is metaphor. || Meet the Rag and Bone Men, 1966. || Regarding fur. || Today’s other word is farming. || You can run your fingers through it. || And finally, fire from the Earth, fire from the sky.
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“A jury of their peers…”
From the comments:
The return of the USSR:
Grok clarifies:
“risks to the country’s international reputation” /spit
Really, is it time to withdraw American troops from Germany? And publicly declare that America will not do anything to protect Germany from aggresssion?
Another day in “Indigenous Ways of Knowing”
Who knew the Berlin Wall was really Chesterton’s Fence?
I have questions.
Typical.
Party girl.
Insemination, gestation, birth.
If only the FCC were not staffed with leftists. . .
Mawwage is a dweam wiffin a dweam, a pwomise wiffin a pwomise . . .
Heh: The evolution of liberal men.
What’s really insulting is that they make no effort to keep their lies straight. They know the media will fill in the gaps somehow.
Via Ace. This is precisely how it happens and conservatives cheer it on. Because jobs!
Everyone who voted for Mayor Brandon Johnson should be denaturalized and sent to North Korea.
They should rename themselves as English Teachers For Illiteracy.
Heh: The evolution of liberal men.
Yes, and it’s acknowledged by the article …
As part of this commitment to “cultural burning,” California has created separate fire-certification processes for nontribal and tribal populations.
On the one hand it does have the look of Two Tier Kier and his laws for thee but not for me and my favored group of people.
But on the other hand – maybe now California will get some much-needed burning done – the forest species there need fire. CA won’t manage the undergrowth or the forests, and right now only the arsonists and homeless drug addicts are doing any burning, so why not let the tribal groups have a stab at it. Can’t be worse than what’s already going on.
And if neighborhoods burn, well, they’ll just blame climate change and Trump, as usual, because Magic Brown People. And so it goes.
The left seems to prefer spreading their ‘values’ in the women’s locker rooms.
Irony would be if it were kinda sad that the poor, poor AGP found himself using a bathroom by himself if all the other women had quit for various reasons not having to do with him.
But this is like that thing where you sprinkle pepper on water in a shallow dish, and you put a tiny amount of dishwashing detergent on the tip of your finger, then you barely touch the surface of the water with that finger.
It’s PHYSICS.
Ah yes, “the full range of literacy competencies” – while shunning the ability to read and understand anything longer and more grammatically rigorous than a WhatsApp message, and the ability to organise one’s thoughts by writing something longer and more grammatically rigorous than a WhatsApp message.
I’m guessing those “multiple modes of expression” will include emojis.
And all because cognitive ability isn’t equally distributed.
A glaringly obvious fact that we mustn’t ever mention.
[ Schedules post for Monday, weighs merits of pizza for lunch. ]
Having spent 30 minutes or so playing Rogue Defence, and playing it really well, I’m now pondering the notion of being in the zone. Those moments in which you play a game much better than usual and in ways that don’t seem dependent, or decisively dependent, on the variables in the game – the map, the spawning, the weapons options available, etc.
It’s an odd feeling, where things are just working, and working much better than the cack-handed performance of the previous day, or indeed following day.
#TrueLifeDrama
That state is preferred for complex technical drawing (manual and CAD). Interruptions to the flow and having to context-switch really bogs things down.
Changing his legal name shows rare dedication to his chosen career.
Austrian tongue choir. Scroll down and there’s some deer calling. Or at least that’s what they’re calling it.
Not sure if it is a trend or has become a mandatory part of the ceremony.
Just so, a mostly peaceful graduation, I guess.
Mass immigration: what could go wrong?
Also blogging.
Decolonising British farming: a thematic snapshot of the Food Justice Ecosystem
Again, if only the directors of these “charities” would have the decency to throw themselves into the nearest sewer and choke to death on excrement.
Isn’t it a crime to facilitate the dissemination of child pr0n?
(The orthography is a misdemeanour at the least.)
Again, sewer, choking, excrement.
Not a Loony, the Loony.
Noticing gets you noticed.
The Descent of Man: Baconians > Oxfordians > Transians.
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Turns out, game-wise, I am no longer in the zone.
[ Misses zone. ]
Yes. Well, imagine writing code, working on a high priority task that has fluxed and flustered regular developers all week and just got dumped in you lap Friday afternoon, coming close to solving it because you’re just getting into The Zone, then having to stop and jump on a conference call every two hours all weekend to give an update on where you are with the solution.
Nigh on twenty years of keeping you heathens entertained.
[ Looks for microphone to drop. ]
Does this help?
“It got hot in here,” she says.
[ Eyes clientele. ]
Don’t look at me. My idea of a wild time is a half a glass of wine.
Or coffee with…a donut. [ Dark music plays. ]
Leftists are planning “no kings” protests on Trump’s birthday.
Should we all plan to have cake while sending them happy birthday messages?
That is also Flag Day. Anniversary/”birthday” of the modern/modern-equivalent of the US flag. Making it about the birthday of the flag would send a stronger message but yes, either way.
I share a birthday with Trump, albeit quite a few years younger. Feel free to celebrate with cake.
American-style birthday cake, not those abominations of British “food” David posts about.
This baby should still be good on the big day.
[ Places cake under heat lamp. ]
Looks rather…um…breast-y..in a Martian kind of way…I have questions…
I don’t think that’s British. I don’t think that’s from this planet.
That was something we all knew, until liberals made such knowledge verboten.