School In the Morning
From the recent batch of Ephemera – Chloe makes these videos because he wants you to relax:
“Chloe”, a man who identifies as transgender, makes ASMR videos dressing up in women’s and girls’ clothing. One depicts a violent abduction and torture fantasy.
Some videos are aimed at children.
Chloe is allowed to use facilities for women and girls. pic.twitter.com/DmoNeSWOLk— Genevieve Gluck (@WomenReadWomen) May 23, 2024
The above features highlights from a video titled Psycho Girlfriend Kidnaps You.
You are feeling relaxed, aren’t you?
Perhaps you’d prefer some roleplay about a bra-fitting appointment.
Hey, I’m just giving you options.
Oh, and our whispering wonder’s Instagram account is a heady mix of seductive pouting, décolletage, and filters working overtime. He also wants us to know that women have no reason to be wary of gentle lady-beings such as himself.
It’s possible he’s not being entirely honest.
For the adventurous, an OnlyFans option is also available.
Via Genevieve Gluck.
I expect to be busy for a couple of days, so consider this an open thread.
I’ll just leave this here, I think. To help you feel relaxed.
More like filters overheating, emitting smoke and then bursting into flames.
It’s not working.
The horror. Even from just a dental PoV.
For some reason – and I can’t quite put my finger on it – this came to mind.
As society’s tolerance of bad behavior – think meltdowns on planes and in McDonalds where people feel justified in trashing the place – continues, I think it is reasonable to suspect that truly deviant and dangerous behavior will increase as outrage grows numb.
Just earlier I was reading a sotry about how a man entered a NYC subway car with a cup of accelerant, lit it on fire, and threw it as passengers. Why? Well, yes, he was mentally disturbed but we have always had the loonies among us. The real reason is because he can. Because I am sure he engaged in aberrant behavior before and was met with indifference.
Keep watch, be wary.
Since what I wanted to say about the above (It rubs the lotion, and all that) has already been posted, I want to draw your attention to the, um, art of Victoria Burgher. She wants to “interrogate constructed ideologies of whiteness and empire”. By smashing porcelain vases, naturally:
https://x.com/CharlotteCGill/status/1794466604266516842
Not to be too obvious…but it should be clear to everyone who watches this that this is not some harmless “kink” that he’s into – some fad that will pass. The psychopathy on display will not miraculously become less dangerous over time.
Don’t go to any trouble for us.
This guy, as bad as he is, isn’t the problem. He’s just the crazy that has always existed. The problem is the people who tolerate him and those who tolerate those who tolerate him. We used to keep these and other kinds of crazies segregated from the general population. Then the “smart” people decided that was wrong. One flew over the cuckoo’s nest stuff. The “smart” people need to be taken to the woodshed. They are the problem.
Got to say, you *almost* had me there.
[ Squeak squeak, stretch stretch. ]
In the late 1800s there was a movement in the US to replace the insane houses with more humane facilities. Places were built that were sort of dormitories with a farm attached, like a dairy etc. People could go there for refuge, or “asylum” in the good sense. They were abundant in the NE US. People could work on the farm and stay there for free. The retarded in particular could find simple work to do and stayed for years, safe. As farms became mechanized and labor costs went up the quality of these places went down and their costs went up until by the 1940s they were mostly gone. Sad. (I may have some details wrong)
Then in the 1960s or 70s, with costs continuing to rise and a movement saying it was unjust to institutionalize people against their will, we let most of the truly crazy out onto the streets. Oddly enough, this coincided with the rise in the homeless population. It is still not ok to say some people need help or that some people are dangerous. Clown world is the result.
It occurs to me that some of you may not have seen this.
And in entirely unforeseeable news:
One for the never happens file.
And don’t go anywhere you can’t conceal carry.
Charm school.
Note that Madam insists, quite loudly, that she “identifies as a man,” while clearly expecting to be spared what might easily be the consequences for an actual man who behaves as she does.
People do tend to forget the primary purpose of ‘human resources’ is to protect the organisation, not the people who work for it.
Trans activist Jared Ravizza enters theater, stabs four random young girls.
I actually moved my eyes away from David’s generous offer to have me creeped out like never before. You know I’ve seen some things here at Thompson Blog… as you all have, and you’d think my guard would be up, I’d have steeled my caution to be fully at the ready.
All to no avail.
Heh. My general rule. In St. Augustine going into a restaurant, the sign said “no weapons”. I was inclined to leave but it was late in the afternoon and we were starving so…anyway, they sit us down at a table right in the middle of a platoon or so of Army MP’s. Three or so officer types on our left, the enlisted men/women on our right. So I feelz the copium and tells myself this is fine. But as I casually look around…I notice not one of these soldiers has a weapon on them. Granted, still extremely safe situation but…odd.
[ From the cellar, muffled cackling. ]
Dream
Now is the time when we juxtapose.
He’s no angel.
And he needs to be sent back to Hell without delay.
EyeBleach
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=E-VphEnrIpI
Video made by a friend
What the hell did I just watch?
The word satanic comes to mind.
This is a bitter reminder of John Derbyshire’s The Talk. I never dreamed, when I was young, that the future would be like this. I was utterly certain that the civil rights movement and the decline of white prejudice would steadily eliminate racial disparities in crime and achievement.
I wasn’t going to go so far as to equate George Floyd and Satan, but okay, so be it.
This is a bitter reminder of John Derbyshire’s The Talk
Would it be uncharitable for me to suggest the reason they needed the kindergarten graduation ceremony in the first place is that so few of the students matriculate to the first grade?
The transparent bag of breast tissue was the icing on the demented cake. Who knew that self-harm was something to be glamorised? Perhaps we can look forward to drag affirmations of cutting and anorexia.
But hey, pride, baby.
In happier news.
His authentic self just happens to look like his ex-wife.
Hair extensions hardest hit.
Product launch. Are you feeling the cool yet?
Emergency landing.
A sad story in two pictures.
This comment is priceless.
For those who missed it, a previous bra-related drama:
Much to learn, we have.
A few get killed that young, but mostly it’s how many drop out of high school or graduate without learning anything. And in the meantime there are the large numbers of kids whose opportunities are ruined by the sociopathic ten percent.
[ Feels resurgence of appreciation for the “edit comment” feature. ]
Imagine being an employee, required to attend. And to applaud.
Hermitc monk seems unsure of the concept of being a hermit.
Emergency landing.
Retractable gear Cessna 210 – remarkable job with an engine failure and the awareness to keep the landing gear retracted to give himself a bit more clearance without which he would have hit the last building
In a word, no.
Any landing you can walk away from . . .
Must say, she does look convincing.
Laughed, not sorry.
Ladies, is this true?
I’m going to take the ladies’ silence on the matter above as… meaningful.
5 year old girl shot and killed while “hanging out” at 3 AM on Chicago’s West Side. (Via A Blue Canary.) What were her parents thinking? Or need we ask?
It’s tempting to forget, or to pretend not to know, just how degenerate degenerate can be.
And to “forget” that, in general, people are poor because of their poor decisions–not because society has conspired against them.
“There are dozens of times…that you don’t get hurt…because he is being vigilant enough for both of you.”
I have known men who were just as clueless: I would notice a potential threat which they were completely unaware of–and which they often failed to appreciate even after I explained what I saw before the encounter.
The Umbrella Man
Imagine being this chap.
Our betters, you know.
Imagine having to work with him. Imagine having to put up with him at family get-togethers.
I see your Umbrella Man and raise you a Dschinghis Khan
Since this is an open thread, I thought I’d share.
I just got back from the cheese counter and was amused to find an offering from England called Wooky Hole. Was not tempted in the least. Sorry Chewie.
I see your Umbrella Man and raise you a Dschinghis Khan
They should have been in the Man in the High Castle to show what the Jackson 5 would have been like if the Germans had won the war.
I see your Umbrella Man and raise you a Dschinghis Khan
Boy, ABBA didn’t keep that look long did they?
I have known men who were just as clueless
Much of this has to do with how developed one’s amygdala is in their youth. Constantly scanning the environment for danger is partially a learned behaviour. Men who spent their entire childhood and adolescense sheltered in safe environments – say, in front of the TV or PC – won’t develop it.
Good point.
I attended a racially integrated, urban public school. Turns out there was some benefit in that after all, although I didn’t see it at the time. [ Raises eyebrow. ]
The self-loathing on display is somewhat warranted.
That’s a raise?
Women and makeup: men have much tougher skin, less dryness, better tone, less easily damaged by the sun. Not because men are more virtuous, it is just evolution. But women are not judging men on their skin anyway. So men don’t need lotions and potions. Men, on the other hand, do evaluate women by how they look. That tough, weathered look is appealing to women, but not to men. Unfair I know, but it is what it is.
Situational awareness–my wife at least very much feels safer with me around when out in public and verbalizes it. I was once aware that I was being followed by 2 young black men and got my car keys out and picked up my pace. They picked up their pace. I ran to my car and beat them to it. Only due to situational awareness.
Without wishing any bad events on you, I’d really like to see more of these “young black men” getting killed by their victims. And by “more” I mean “all of them”. Not arrested, not scared off, killed. Remove them from society and from the gene pool. Nothing else solves the problem.
His academic and media profile devoted to convincing us that there’s no such thing as a respectable conservative, that they’re all tainted with 3R (racist reprehensible repugnant). Even the well spoken well groomed guys, like the one in the picture, can’t be trusted not to be Hitler.
He’s only saying that conservatives are bugs to be squashed. How could people have the mental association with whites, and how could they not distinguish good whites like himself? Surely his media and academic colleagues are disciplined and responsible, and don’t encourage indiscriminate eliminationist sentiments towards whites?
called Wooky Hole.
Coming to a cheese shop near you: Wooky Hole Cheese: The Chewbacca Extrusion.
They don’t make libertarians like they used to…
See also.
See also.
As long as we are going down that rabbit hole…
Or they’re just being more open about their real aims.
See also.
Oy vey! Not exactly Neil Diamond from the Jazz Singer.
This is how the Left tells us what we should do to them.
Everything but “I am a queen!“
This quote came to mind, for some reason:
This. But good luck finding even one book by Edmund Burke in many public libraries. YMMV, of course. But by my observation it’s about 20%.
WTF is wrong with his teeth?
Yes, I’m afraid so. I’ve never used that much stuff, but I did have college roommates, and yeah. Totally.
Easily the best example of someone’s face getting eaten by a leopard after being a booster for the leopards-eating-faces party.
I would pity him but he seems a nasty piece of work.
I wish this was satire …
Puppeteer Frank Oz turns 80.
Not someone to be trusted or counted on, I think. Say, when probity matters. Mr Walsh calls to mind the neurotic Mayor in The Nightmare Before Christmas. The one whose head swivels.
As a teenager encountering this type of creature for the first time – a room full of them, all at once – my negative impression wasn’t quite defined. I wasn’t sure, as a teenager, why the sounds I was hearing were so disagreeable. That came later. But the psychology in play was pretty obvious, even then, as something to be avoided. Something to watch out for.
I was going to say that I would pity his students except…
those are his students. I pity the poor, stupid b@st@rds who ultimately are paying for this crap. Wait a minute…
That. He sees the truth then goes on lying anyway.
Someone posted this in reply. Not inapt, I think.
Well, presumably, Mr Walsh didn’t find the process disagreeable so long as it was being done to someone else. Some other sucker.
A recurring motif in progressive mouthings.
It also reminded me of Ms Spargo-Ryan, our Guardian columnist who was understandably upset about being burgled in the night – and then her progressive pseudo-piety kicked in and she tied herself in knots with a display of pretentious compassion for the perpetrators. Having been honest, briefly, she had to course-correct. Back into the pretence.
“He loved Big Brother.”
Indeed, plus the amazement that different countries have different laws.
Meanwhile in the The World Must Change To Suit Me™ department, a kerfluffle at Cannes.
Pity the suffering of the poor bozo who won (checks notes) the best actress award.
Today’s words are unintended symbolism. Make way for Woman 2.0.
One commenter has a point:
I thought you get arrested for not carrying drugs in Amsterdam
I do marvel at times at how many tourists don’t bother to study the laws and customs of their travel destinations, but here we have someone who also holds American laws and customs in contempt.
I do recall walking out of an art museum many years ago and immediately smelling the stench of drugs from the hash house (?) across the street.
And yet he threw away his opportunities.
If you’re in the city and you smell a skunk…