An open thread, I mean.
Oh, and via Julia, a reminder that those real-world consequences can really chafe your cheeks.
The learning curve continues.
An open thread, I mean.
Oh, and via Julia, a reminder that those real-world consequences can really chafe your cheeks.
The learning curve continues.
For newcomers, more items from the archives:
Tiny cakes are exploitative, demeaning and emotionally crippling. You didn’t know?
After telling us at length just how terrible and mind-warping these tiny fancies are, at least among women, Mr Seaton adds, “I don’t want to ban cupcakes.” And yet he feels it necessary to say this, as if banning miniature sponges would be an obvious thing to consider, the kind of thing one does. And after banning them in his own office.
Attention, world. Novelist Brigid Delaney wants a nicer flat.
You see, creative people, that’s people like Ms Delaney, must live in locales befitting their importance, not their budget. You, taxpayer, come hither. And bring your wallet. Creative people, being so creative, deserve nothing less than special treatment. I mean, you can’t expect a creative person to write at any old desk in any old room in any old part of town. What’s needed is a lifestyle at some other sucker’s expense.
The Guardian’s George Monbiot encounters the underclass. Things go badly wrong.
George believes in sharing, by which of course he means taking other people’s stuff. Yet he’s remarkably unprepared for that favour being returned. Say, by two burly chaps with neck tattoos and ill-tempered dogs. And as these burly chaps were members of a “marginalised group,” and therefore righteous by default, George was expecting noble savages. Alas, ‘twas not to be.
There’s more, should you crave it, in the greatest hits. Also, open thread.
In Portland, a gentleman grows weary of the round-the-clock Antifa LARPing.
Also, open thread.
Also, open thread. Share ye links and bicker.
And so, an open thread, in which to share links and bicker.
I’ll set the ball rolling with the gushing brains of Harvard’s best, and, via Captain Nemo, a textbook display of socialism, darling.
Our betters, you see.
Update:
In the comments, John notes the agitation of Ms Janover, our Harvard intellectual, and adds, rather drily, “Something is obviously upsetting her.” Well, yes. As a Higher Being, she’s offended by “entitled caucasity,” by which she means expectations of reciprocity.
Needless to say, the upset continues. Despite being quoted verbatim – and despite her own video, which she saw fit to share, presumably expecting applause – Ms Janover is now claiming that she has been cruelly misrepresented by “Trump supporters,” whose “hate” she denounces. After threatening to stab people who disagree with her. We’re told, furthermore, that she will “never be silenced into shame.” Which is rather the problem, one might think.
The not-at-all-entitled Ms Janover is also, it seems, astonished that sharing stabby meltdown videos is not a good way to impress employers.
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