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Scenes From The Zombie Apocalypse

June 17, 2025 50 Comments

In the comments, Dicentra shares the video embedded below:

Are you ok with this?pic.twitter.com/iC22VLL8bo

— Dr. Clown, PhD (@DrClownPhD) June 16, 2025

Along with the comment,

Question of the day: Are you okay with this? By the responses, I’d say that yes, pretty much everyone is.

There is, I think, among many, a weariness of seeing escalating levels of fucking about with too little of the customary finding out.

The driver’s actions are at least comprehensible, a response to aggression, alarm and danger. The activists’ actions, in contrast, are a deranged provocation, a twisted entertainment. A gratuitous cause of danger. And the kinds of creatures who play these unhinged, sadistic games cannot be relied on to observe normal moral boundaries.

She, the activist, and her gang of masked associates, are the ones needlessly initiating the drama. They are the ones going out of their way to aggress random strangers, creating a credible threat, and doing so with glee. It’s an in-your-face display of recreational malice. They are high on themselves, on their mob power, and they’re loving every minute of it. These are not activities indulged in reluctantly or under duress.

And the activists’ power lies in an assumption that their victims will not risk injuring their assailants.

But to insist that the victims should remain trapped, inert, and at the mercy of their aggressors, indefinitely, and while risking greater danger to themselves or their property, does not strike me as a morally persuasive position. And note that the activists typically rush from all sides, rapidly surrounding the car and its occupants, intensifying the alarm, the likelihood of panic, and drastically reducing the driver’s options. This is not accidental.

There’s an implied dare. The game being, “You won’t do what’s needed, despite our alarming and menacing behaviour, because you’re nicer than us, less vain, and not unhinged, and so we can dominate you and terrorise you, and break your stuff, for as long as we want, for shits and giggles.”

Well. I would suggest that the activists’ own actions render their wellbeing of very low importance.

Again, people who behave in this way cannot be relied on to observe normal moral boundaries. Are their victims, their chosen targets, those alarmed drivers and passengers, the ones just going about their business – are they supposed to assume that the mob of unhinged aggressors exulting in their capture and harassment will not press their advantage and do something worse?

“The masked, screaming people are only blocking our path and surrounding us.”

“Now they’re only smashing the windscreen and pulling at the door handles.”

“And now they’re only…”

At what point, precisely, would one’s alarm be considered sufficient? By all means use the comments to thrash out this terribly modern moral problem.

Update, via the comments:

Drivers and passengers who suddenly find themselves being harassed by self-styled activists would be wise to consider what kind of person would aggress them in this way. They wear masks and rush in front of moving cars, and then encircle them, trapping them, in order to dominate and terrorise the occupants and thereby feel important.

Importance being conceived as having power over others.

To assume that the bedlamites who do this – who choose to do this, over and over again, exulting in each triumph – are somehow good people, or that they mean well, or that they are likely to show restraint and not violate further boundaries… seems foolish. To say the least.

I was reminded of this rather shocking incident, from Portland in 2016, showing similar ‘activist’ tactics, and in which a lone female driver is encircled by a mob of baseball-bat-wielding ‘protestors’ who are trying to smash her car’s windscreen into her face while videoing her distress. For amusement purposes. And bragging rights, one assumes.

Because they’re such righteous people. Not, say, sociopaths with a pretext.

Commenter ccscientist adds,

Of course, the politics is just pretextual, as can be seen by the fact that the same thugs show up at a random assortment of topical protests.

The primary reason they’re behaving in this way is because they really do enjoy behaving in this way. Again, it’s not done reluctantly or under duress. It’s chosen. It’s a go-to activity. The rest is pretext, a fig-leaf for self-pleasuring.

As I said here,

It’s interesting just how often “social justice” posturing entails something that looks an awful lot like spite or petty malice, or an attempt to harass and dominate, or some other obnoxious behaviour. Behaviour that, without a “social justice” pretext, might get you called a wanker or a bitch. A coincidence, I’m sure.

It is, I think, worth pondering why it is that these supposed displays of righteousness routinely take the form of obnoxious or bullying or sociopathic behaviour, whereby random people are screwed over and dominated, and often reduced to pleading. Pleading just to get home, to children, or to work, or to get to the doctor’s surgery. Even ambulances and fire engines can be obstructed, indefinitely, with both impunity and moral indifference.

Among our self-imagined betters, it seems to be the go-to approach for practically any purported cause. Which is terribly convenient. Almost as if the supposed activism were more of a pretext, an excuse, a license to indulge pre-existing urges.

And what kind of person would have urges like that?

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Bright Lights, Big City

November 26, 2024 149 Comments

Lifted from the comments, it turns out that Transport For London is advertising assisted suicide. They seem to be giving it quite a push:

Westminster Death Tunnel sponsored by @dignityindying pic.twitter.com/fW0mbtqVRc

— Fleur Elizabeth (@fleurmeston) November 25, 2024

Very on-brand, I’d say. Almost too on-the-nose. I mean, if London’s buses and tube network were suddenly to be plastered with huge posters saying END IT ALL NOW, YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO, it wouldn’t be entirely inexplicable, or entirely dissonant with the customer experience.

It’s perhaps worth noting that Transport For London has a staff training centre, complete with fake station and platform, and “suicide pits,” where employees learn how to manage what are euphemistically referred to as “passengers taken unwell” or “disruptions to the tube service.” Events that occur on average once or twice a week.

In 2019, staff “intervened” in the self-destructive thoughts of 426 customers deemed “visibly in distress,” “up from 252 in the previous year.”

As EmC quips darkly in reply,

Wouldn’t it be easier to just not live in London?

Update, via the comments:

The adverts for assisted suicide are now being partially covered, by persons unknown, with posters for a Samaritans helpline.

Consider this an open thread.

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Anthropology Free-For-All Travel

Deleted Scenes

October 22, 2024 106 Comments

Readers will, I think, recall this eye-widening altercation, shared in the Ephemera of October 11, between a laid-back driver and a rather wound-up cyclist. The latter being a candidate, as Mags put it, for the title of World’s Most Annoying Human Being:

Average cyclist interaction in Utah. pic.twitter.com/od5i6a9dSX

— Dr Manhattva (@Manhattva) October 9, 2024

If you haven’t seen the exchange above, I do recommend watching it, if only as an instructional tale. Or a test of your own self-restraint. In the video, the cyclist, the aptly named Mr Peacock, goes out of his way to generate conflict, repeatedly, then descends into some paranoid fantasy, in which he is somehow both the hero and the victim. His fabulist construals of what is happening are quite remarkable. 

As I said at the time,

Someone should write a paper.  Or beat him with a stick until the demon leaves.

The drama resulted in Mr Peacock, our high-maintenance cyclist, receiving a $160 fine for disorderly conduct, and the driver, Mr Kempton, initially being given a citation for passing too closely, which would have resulted in a $130 fine, based solely on the cyclist’s claims. This was subsequently dropped after reviewing the driver’s dashcam footage, which tells a different story.

Readers will, I suspect, note the almost comical difference in attitude. Mr Chill meets Mr Head-Full-Of-Crazy-Beans. In the video linked above, Mr Kempton, our low-key driver, says that he feels sorry for the cyclist being cited for disorderly conduct, despite his dishonesty and irrational behaviour, and even though at the time Mr Kempton felt in some danger. As one might when confronted by someone belligerent and neurotic, a raving fantasist.

Well, happily, Dicentra has brought us a second video, showing Mr Peacock’s exchange with the police officer. Again, it may offer both instruction and some amusement:

Y’all remember that Park City Karen cyclist that picked on that kid?

Enjoy this cinematic masterpiece. Nature is healing.pic.twitter.com/mj6SxeL4wA

— 𝕏ANDER GEOGRAPHIC | ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ɢʀᴀꜱꜱ🏕️ (@actionxander) October 21, 2024

“Oh, come on, man,” says Mr Peacock. “I was the victim here.”

And as before, almost every breath is a lie.

Also, open thread. Share ye links and bicker.

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This Is Your Captain Speaking

July 21, 2024 235 Comments

Brace for turbulence:

Argentina’s first transgender pilot has debuted the new uniform designed for the female pilots of the country’s national airline.

Traniela Campolieto announced his “transition” to passengers during a flight last year, after which one person tried to get off the plane. pic.twitter.com/v1h3Iyl128

— REDUXX (@ReduxxMag) July 20, 2024

And hey, every passenger wants the pilot to be a bewigged, mentally ill fetishist who bangs on about the super-girly tightness of his uniform, and who takes endless, pouting selfies in the cockpit.

To say nothing of the heightened risk of suicidal inclinations. Ah, the thrill of modernity.

Before becoming a shimmering vision of womanliness, Mr Campolieto was a professional bodybuilder, a proverbial brick shithouse. Hence the bad wig, the transformative powers of which may have been overestimated.

Update, via the comments, where WTP adds,

And here I was thinking Argentina was returning to some level of sanity.

From the above Publica link:

Argentina has some of the most liberal laws on gender identity in the world. It was one of the first nations to allow people to change their legal gender identity upon request. People are entitled to unlimited revisions of their legal documents without any medical or psychological documentation to support their claims of transgenderism.

In 2020, the country’s President, Alberto Fernández, passed a decree establishing employment quotas in the public sector for individuals who identified as transgender. The decree mandates that at any given time at least one percent of all public sector workers in the national government must be transgender, as understood in the 2012 Gender Identity Law.

And so, the pilot in charge of 250 tonnes of Airbus A330, and on whom the lives of 400 or so passengers depend, is a man whose perceptions are wildly unreliable, at least regarding himself.

Previously: Banking and mental illness, together at last. Oh, and policing and mental illness. Because unstable personalities, such that a person isn’t entirely sure who or what they are on any given day, are very in right now.

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Politics Problematic Ownership Travel

Our Betters Make Plans (2)

June 13, 2024 88 Comments

The World Economic Forum’s Ida Auken wants to correct your primitive lifestyle:

You don’t even need to know the neighbour to get into his car… It’s much more fun to share.

Embrace the upgrade, you filthy savages:

This is Ida Auken (WEF Young Global Leader) who wrote:

“Welcome to 2030. I own nothing, have no privacy, and life has never been better.”

Here she is wanging on about using your neighbour’s car. pic.twitter.com/tbKT5MJzTR

— James Melville 🚜 (@JamesMelville) July 20, 2024

Because having neighbours and strangers, people you don’t know, taking your car, apparently at random, would be terribly progressive and super-convenient, and “fun,” and “not annoying.”

More on Ms Auken’s vision of tomorrow can be found here:

I don’t own anything. I don’t own a car. I don’t own a house. I don’t own any appliances or any clothes. 

All these things, these beastly capitalist products, would be “free.”

And not yours.

Update, via the comments:

If the above sounds like an evasive, rather coy way of saying, “Everything will belong to the state,” or, “Surrender all territory,” then hold that thought.

Update 2:

In the comments, Brother John quips, rather pithily,

Anybody ever wash a rented car? No? 

Indeed. We might also pause to consider the endless glamour of so-called “social” housing projects, where decidedly anti-social behaviour is not exactly uncommon, or public transport, or any number of other areas in which responsibility is dispersed and nebulous. Take away the territorial aspect, the ownership – the concept that Ms Auken finds so bothersome and passé – and things are generally much more likely to tend towards degradation.

Sometimes quite rapidly and to an eye-widening extent.

The human urge to have some territory over which other people – and the state – do not have total dominion is not a trivial thing.

Or, as Mr Muldoon puts it,

“Sorry about your wife going into labour, I needed some cigarettes. By the way, you need some new tyres.”

But hey, progress.

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