Via pst314 in the comments, more wonders from the world of education:

You’re intrigued, I can tell.

The specific purpose, lest there be doubt, being classroom urination. Which is apparently a niche activity, a buzz of sorts. Among grown men who are entrusted to shape young minds.

Finding pleasure in the small things.

Perhaps a little too much pleasure.

A close call. Which I’m assuming was the point.

As so often, action was taken, belatedly, only after footage was provided by a concerned parent. Mr Champ’s colleagues and employers being, it seems, oblivious to the rumours of similar incidents – one might say school legends – by which a great many pupils had been entertained, before searching out confirmation and circulating said evidence via Snapchat.

Mr Champ is currently “on leave.”

An awkward moment:

A truck entered an automatic car wash with a large spool of wire still in the bed, and the spinning brushes quickly turned it into complete chaos. pic.twitter.com/DrVstYIkMa

— Clown World ™ 🤡 (@ClownWorld) March 2, 2026

Update, via the comments:

The, um, incident, since you ask, occurred in Goldsboro, North Carolina:

I’m guessing those neglected Christmas lights and self-tangling steam-iron cables don’t look so bad right now.

Some theories, in a sequence.

First up, Dr Daisy Dixon, a philosopher of art at Cardiff University:

my theory is that a reason these men don’t like tattoos on women is because it’s an outward sign of creative agency and self-ownership – it signals that the woman’s body is hers and no one else’s – it aesthetically undermines and rejects men’s felt entitlement to our bodies 🖤 https://t.co/EwlxW9oxHQ

— Dr Daisy Dixon (@daisyldixon) February 15, 2026

Then, a less lofty and perhaps more plausible take by Tim Newman:

For me it reflects poor decision-making which is downstream of poor judgement. Not something you really want in a relationship. https://t.co/9U2u4Y2OG0

— Tim Newman (@whitesundesert) February 16, 2026

And Devon Eriksen offers this, which you may want to read in full:

There is a sort of woman who is deeply and personally offended that Men don’t like Thing.

And she always has Theory.

Theory is about how Men don’t like Thing because they are Bad. All of this is explained by Story.

Story might be plausible, and make sense, but it’s one of… https://t.co/ROC5Bab0wR

— Devon Eriksen (@Devon_Eriksen_) February 15, 2026

I should add that there may in fact be more than one Daisy Dixon. But still.

And because you like footnotes.

Consider this an open thread. Share ye links and bicker.

A reminder, should one be needed, that we live in an age of ironies:

WATCH: Community defenders stop an out of state vehicle at the filter blockade, run the plate through a database, and confirm whether the vehicle is affiliated with abductors before letting it through. pic.twitter.com/20ygmoclDt

— jerrynmn1 (@jerrynmn12) February 2, 2026

“Papers, please. I see you’re not from around here.”

Update, via the comments:

Rafi adds,

Well, you’d think that on just a thematic level there might be some dim flickering. But apparently not. And so we get psychological misfits setting up their own checkpoints and harassing random drivers.

EmC asks, not unfairly,

They do seem to think they’re in charge of who may travel where, which laws may be enforced, or indeed broken, and which election results can be ignored.

And doubtless other things.

Update 2:

Just in case the above isn’t sufficiently telling:

BREAKING – A Black ICE agent is going viral after asking a leftist if they are a man, causing leftists around him to crash out and call the agent a “house n*gger” as they drive off. pic.twitter.com/qaSYsK0C8q

— Right Angle News Network (@Rightanglenews) February 3, 2026

Note the epithet chosen by these, like, totally anti-racist titans.

Update 3:

With a hint of incredulity, commenter Aitch adds,

Ah, yes, but those murderers, armed robbers and child molesters add so much local colour. They’re the lynchpins of the community.

In the searchable archive linked above, there are, I note, 75 pages of illegal criminal migrants – close to 1,000 perpetrators – under the child molestation category alone.

But hey, you fight the power, man.

Also, open thread. Share ye links and bicker.

Lifted from the comments, on a theme we’ve touched on many times – namely high-trust societies and those who struggle with the concept:

This is not what “high trust” *means*. High trust is not something that you can personally manifest. It doesn’t care about your emotional reaction to events. You cannot instantiate a high trust society by being nicer and nicer and nicer in the face of fraud and theft and graft. https://t.co/OGSh2IDugO

— wanye (@xwanyex) January 27, 2026

A thread ensues. With relevant illustrations.

Readers may wish to ponder the implication that a high-trust society can somehow be maintained unilaterally, simply by not caring about the number of people who violate that trust, and who do so repeatedly, whether in ways that are audacious or just wearyingly routine but nonetheless degrading.

As if pretending not to mind the evaporation of civilised, reciprocal standards – and pretending not to be alienated by primitive behaviour – somehow means that said behaviour isn’t there and didn’t happen. And that it won’t happen tomorrow, or the day after. And with ever greater boldness.

As if a high-trust society means letting antisocial fuckers act with impunity.

Such are the wonders of the progressive mind. In which, noticing routine and shameless thievery, the screwing over of others, is apparently much worse than indulging in it.

There is, I think, an assumption, most obvious among progressives, that in a civilised society you should just stand around impotently and demoralised, carefully averting your eyes, so that the bedlamites and ferals can do whatever they like, over and over again. As if the civilised aspect of the society will never require maintenance and enforcement of a kind one might call vigorous. As if it all just happens automatically, for free.

The idea that you shouldn’t want a society in which people just stand around pretending not to notice a young man with Down syndrome being mugged, for instance, is, for some, quite troublesome, ideologically. And perhaps psychologically. There being a great deal staked upon the pretending.

But it seems to me that this learned impotence – this cowed affectation – is much more corrosive and demoralising than a world in which the degenerate and predatory – say, those who choose to mug the disabled in broad daylight – know that they run a risk of being given a good kicking.

A good kicking that they deserve. And upon which, the gods would smile.