Those very expensive 18th and 19th century portraits were certainly not commissioned to overawe and oppress the rabble.
They were kept inside the posh people’s mansions or elite institions and clubs, out of sight of the vulgar herd (excepting servants, of course). The hosts could humble-brag and casually indicate their notable predecessors and relatives to visiting fellow grandees while getting ratarsed on the port and brandy. That was pretty much their entire purpose.
A few years ago a band, “The Young Fathers” made a video inside the National Galleries of Scotland, where a load of these paintings ended up “on loan” (Death Duties, loss of estates &c.).
It consisted of a half-naked black lad capering around the pictures like a gibbon, complaining (?rapping) bitterly about the unbearable Whiteness of historic Scottish portraiture, and the lack of representation of his race on the walls lined with images of the great ones of the age, good and not-so-good.
I really don’t know what he was expecting. Maybe the ill-fated Earl of Bothwell wasn’t black enough?
I have seen a African boy included in an 18th century portrait of a Lowland laird, hovering behind the sitter’s chair in a splendid uniform. As far as I know it still hangs there in the staircase of said noble lord’s mansion, only visible to guests.
It all ended well. He “escaped” (or was dismissed when no longer fashionable or young), allegedly with local peasant help (extremely Protestant and unruly, basically Covenanters and dyke-levellers, later on (secret) Bonaparte sympathisers), and some of his descendants still live in a nearby village. He married a dairymaid from another village famous for its cheeses, so likely didn’t starve to death.
If they need signposts indicating Mecca they’re just doing it wrong.
I make damn sure I always take a compass. M-73 prismatic marching, tritium dots for when it’s dark, or one of my backup WWI-vintage ones, all nice and radioactive for when I’m up the hill in b-f nowhere (Scotland) even for short walks. Forestry plantations, deer fences and flow mosses aren’t much fun when the weather inevitably closes in.
And of course a proper map in a case, head torch(es) and a bivvy bag.
Anything with batteries will die in short order in the eternal cold and wet.
Even phones. I carelessly washed my Moto this morning, 40°C full cotton cycle, and a few hours later it’s working again like a little champ (apart from the peculiar raindrop effect behind the screen). But it shits the bed regularly in challenging conditions.
Of course I’m not going there in a mob. Kind of the whole point.
rudder, leeboard, centerboard,
Now I know what “brainless wank” looks like. Thanks muchly.
It goes on. And on.
Europe didn’t have cast iron until 14th century AD, the time lag is 1800 years !!!), the coking coal and so- called Bessemer Steel Process, Siemens’ Steel process, weaving machines (the British weaving machines such as spinning jenny , flying shuttle were copies of existing Chinese weaving machines and all these Chinese weaving machines became the mechanical basis for the Industrial Revolution in Europe
You, sir, are an arrant, ignorant blusterer. Meet me outside. I’m the giant bag of balls obscuring your squinty eyeline.
Indelible villain? Are we sure? Has anyone tried bleach on it?
I will be touring England in July and will report back on the state of totalitarianism in that green and unpleasant land. I hear they have a new King on the throne.From what I have heard things are not going so well there. Last winter there was a lot of discontent, because many people could not afford to even heat their homes due the energy crisis. People like doctors and nurses and teachers are striking for more pay, but the message from the government is that "look we are poorer now after Covid and the War between the Soviet States, so suck it up".Here in Ecuador heating bills are unknown, air conditioning in homes is unnecessary, and propane for heating water and cooking is so cheap that it is effectively free. $3 for an 18 kg tank including home delivery. Everyday in Ecuador is like a beautiful Summer's Day in England (in other words it rains a lot.) The children are polite and respectful to older people. The food is good and cheap. Senior citizens are given 50% discounts on all public transportation including airlines, and at cinemas and theaters, and on utilities including high speed Internet and cell phone service, and water. Taxis cost $1.50. I went to the bank this morning to get a bag of $1 coins and there was a long line, but I was escorted straight to the front of the line and was in and out in less than a minute. Why would I want to move back to England? It is full of English people and gypsies.Replies: @Colin Wright, @Achmed E. Newman, @Expletive Deleted, @The Anti-Gnostic
Notice that he didn’t go back to England. Why, Jonathan? Is it a little too Totalitarian even for you? How in the heck did THAT happen?
Last winter there was a lot of discontent, because many people could not afford to even heat their homes due the energy crisis.
Er not really. What there was was an epic amount of whining from the usual suspects, shroud-waving about the apocalypse of chilliness which was going to fall on us. Unless we did exactly as they demanded, of course.
The weather was disgustingly mild and wet, apart from a bit of a freeze in I think late Nov./ early Dec. Fell on my arse once.
As a state pensioner, the Gov.uk just couldn’t stop itself from chucking money at me, and all the other poors, especially “children and families”. Whoever the hell they are.
Cost of Living payments, Winter Fuel payments, vouchers and top-ups for this and that, hundreds and hundreds of His Majesty’s finest imperial beer tokens. It’s only now drawing to a close.
Of course I spent a lot of it on the Six Nations, particularly benefiting St James’s Gate, Dublin (in the port-side island). Last month’s gas bill was about forty quid.
The people complaining about “fuel poverty” were a very select group, some of them still smelling of rubber dinghy, who are apparently unable to survive here if their heating is not blasting away full chat while they loll about in their underwear at not less that 70°F.
A lot of the warmth escapes when they have to open the door several times a day to the Deliveroo/Uber Eats coolie, and collect their fried chicken and MaccyD’s (for the whole tribe in there).
That was a very, very long time ago.
This current lot are basically Germans (House of Saxe-Coburg-Gotha and all the rest of it, House of Oldenburg).
Mexicans better shots than Bantus or intermediate between Europeans and Bantus?
Part of the legend of Doc Holliday was that he was taught to shoot right and do fancy quickdraws etc. by a Mexican kid, “Francisco Hidalgo”.
No contemporaries found anything unlikely about this, rather it was deployed as a plausible explanation for Doc’s hair-trigger reactions to incivility and negroes.
His father had ‘adopted’ the kid after doing War and other necessary stuff in that there Mehico.
From what I’ve seen of mobiks being “hazed” by their military slavemasters, grown women have very little to fear from Russian men. The goats, dogs and toddlers, OTOH …
Went to Finland in the ’80s. The only travel tips the Swedes and Danes were quite unanimously insistent on were “watch out, all Finns carry knives, all the time, and will stab you without blinking”.
Also “they’re usually drunk, so don’t argue”. Which I though was a bit rich, coming from a Dane.
Danes also have to put up with chib-packing Greenlanders, even when sober.
In the end I found the towns strangely familiar. Like the Glasgow of my youth, but mysteriously clean.
Hie thee hence, thou Moor, thou Mussulman! Thou dogges dicke!
Your obsession suggests to me that you are an oddly and comically-hued immigrant to .. Canada.
My condolences.
Soon to re-re-imagined as “Crookback Mountin’ “
“about a bandit pretender whose arrival in a sleepy frontiermediaeval town “inspires a gender revolution and starts a fire under the petticoat of every one of its repressed inhabitants.”
But this scene seems to do a good job of showing what ignorance and arrogance can do.
Arrogance? Well, yes. Guilty as charged, m’lud.
Ignorance? No.
“A-a-tt one hundred yards!
Volley fire!
Present!”
Only language those bastards understand.
Wish it were otherwise.
Bit unfocussed and ranty, that, even for a contrarian wind-up.
But probably not. Apologies, that is.
My old man went for a Burton, end of October last.
Bomb-aimer/nav., 61 Squadron (“Lincolnshire Imps”).
To his dying day he was remarkably clear about what he did, and why (when asked; not a talker).
Oh, and his very last pint was “Lancaster Bomber”, from Marston’s. Always kept a few bottles in the house, hidden from the well-meaning nursies, for when us boys came round.
Mate, mate. The thing isn’t real.
It’s yet another regrettably lame, if not crippled fanboi/grill iteration of Godfrey Elfwick, a glorious “League of Gentlemen (Yorkshire edition)”-tier monster created by “Tony Parsehole/Parody Accountant” (pbuh) way back in “Elevatorgate Wars”; ca. AD 2012, IIRC.
It happens a lot round that way. Because Real Yorkshire (e.g. Meadowhall, or Hillsborough) is actually quite grim and horrible. Y’aff t’laff, doan’t yer? Or ..
I hear tell Hawaiian culture is pretty much centered on Spam.
And so it should be. It’s a miracle food from John Cargo (or whatever the local equivalent of “resourceful, intelligent, benevolent and industrious foreigners” is).
It meant they no longer had to cook and eat their less-favoured relatives from other villages.
But tasted pretty much the same.
Absolutely. My youngest son’s first (ahem) .. proper .. girlfriend was a Mitford. Very blonde, very fit York undergraduate. I suppose what Americans would hail as “feisty”. Then she got the “eat all the cakes in the town” disease. Buh-bye.
Seemed discombobulated a tad when he had to drag her to a family funeral with orations (which could not be ignored) in Didsbury. Old Mosley family chapel. She didn’t know. Neither did we. We’re only tangentially related to them, and the Greeleys and Masseys, by way of some old Tudor sisters and the Asshetons. But they’re the only kin we have. And they likewise.
Hey ho. Not so many of us left now after a thousand years and more, I suppose. Mostly girls, and a good slice of them have always been lebzianos and a bit looney (e.g. communists, vegetarians and cat-ladies).
At least we’ll be spared the shame of un-White descendants.
Extinction is preferable. Piss on my grave when you pass, an’ ye please, m’lady.
Pikeys! Knackers!! Oi seen it! 3rd floor!
Who ever said the oul’ horse cannot manage them stairs?
When I used to get a choice, B.C. (Before Coof) I’d go for mediocre curry houses despite the tables of drunks (in Blighty, almost invariably Paki- or Bangla-operated, therefore doggos haram; drunks simply get plied with extra booze, particularly after hours).
Ignore the more disgusting dishes, try and pretend to be vegetarian, and get a load of bready/cracker things in too, with bottled Italian/French water and/or recognisable (by taste) branded spirits from a visible optic.
Or “authentic” Chinese/Korean/Thai etc., smaller and more crowded the better.
Doggos in mortal fear, Asians can smell it.
Any complaints, deploy “wot U rayciss?” grenades on the Gutmenschen.
Because they are, and they know it. Probably better at it than me, due to obsessing over it all day long, for years.
Thank God I’m not obliged to eat out anymore.
It’s like trawling a freshly-torched dumpster sometimes, even in allegedly “high-class” places. I’d much rather eat proper Italian fish & chips in a bus shelter, at least it’s recognisably good, or bad, depending.
And I can finish with a cigar, and brandy from the hipflask, after our 187ml screwtops of semi-decent Chilean white.
First Nation Indigians. In other words, the IndigNations.
I look forward to a re-run of that ’30s beauty competition to find “Britain’s prettiest woman fascist”.
“10/10 in bongland” indeed.
“Hurrah for the Blackshirts”
Then you’ll end up on what are effectively “reservations”, like the Boer.
Hordes of extra savages (in the US case, some sort of Aztec-adjacent heart-rippers or face-peelers, or Haitian probable cannibals) will be brought in and catered to, to fill the lands you have vacated. To bursting point.
Not the “noble” redman who used to live there. To the globalists, those guys are dead and gone.
White folks are probably the only people on earth who still give two curly ones about them. The Chinese simply view them as an “in” to the New World by pretending “pan-mongolian brotherhood” or whatever.
And the bracket bracket bracket pressure unbracket unbracket unbracket will increase.
Until you are gone.
British yes, English no.
The “British” identity was cooked up to deal with this very problem. When England was busy forging its mini-empire out of the islands of Britain and thinking of a way to subsume the various native (and fairly “alien”, to the English mind) tribes inhabiting the lands they had conquered.
Akram could no more be English than I could become a Cherokee or a Zulu simply by moving to the relevant continent.
The English are descended from .. the English. Not the Irish, Scots or Welsh, and definitely not from Desis or Bantu. Any decent PCA chart could show this.
Not me.
Helga the Fierce (german doctor pal) kind of bullied us all into it about 15-20 years back.
But her man makes the most wonderful mandolins. From scratch, out of basically rubbish, and the odd hedgerow maple I pass along.
And their boy plays just about anything to perfection, particularly the clarsach, from the age of 8.
So it’s all good, all of the time.
God I just love being White ..
Gude amichtie! phoneposting, eh?
Try again.
The only words a Common Englishman needs to comprehend are
“CompaNEE! .. form FRONT!!”
If they’re particularly and notoriously stupid (e.g. cumbrians or geordies), reinforce with
“PREsent .. HARMS!!”
bishbashbosh, job .. dun.
Toime fer a pint, Oi reckun.
Such as that oik, the Chancellor of the Exchequer Rishi Sunak.
(a Wykehamist).
You and I are the only ones mentioning D3 here, that has 295 comments. Optimum D3 levels are 90 for Covid protection and, in my opinion, all virus protection. Get your D3 levels checked out today at Quest etc. via your blood sample. Usually this costs you nothing via your insurance. If low, take 10000 iu D3 daily. 10000 iu D3 gelcaps cost the same as 5000 iu D3 gelcaps.
Speaking of folk who (sound like) nutjobs: IMO Sol represents the glory of God, and vitamin D is sunlight in the bottle. Sol rewards my piety by granting me total immunity to disease. Praise be.
England calling …
365 x 10,000IU gelcaps for £9.95 (bongwampum, =$13.61).
Been buying these for years, family and friends get a pack each at Christmas too.
Hey, at under a tenner a year, it’s cheaper than fancy soaps and the like, and unlike them, will actually be of use to an indigenous brit.
I’m not a monster, so I bundle in pack of vit-K2.
Can’t have their giblets turning into concrete, can we? Brits need all the liver they can retain, ‘specially this time of year.
Sillybilly ‘agree’ widget don’t like me.
But I do want to lol, and likewise kek.
At least it’s only that.
Until I read the piece, I was appalled by the possibility that UK was farming southeast asians in-house, possibly for export en masse.
Hybrid warfare, as the Eastern Euros have decided to call that sort of thing. Only moderate response is ball-squeezing sanctions on the invaders-by-proxy, possibly even confiscation of their overseas “running-away” assets that fall within the invaded jurisdiction.
Which is why I make a point of only serving sausage rolls, “pigs-in-blankets”, pork scratchings, proper Bury black pudding, salami, chorizo, and those tiny cocktail sausages on sticks at my parties.
Oh and frogs’ legs (also on sticks, in a nice crispy seasoned crumb coat), half-dozen oysters with Tabasco, and the odd dozen snails wallowing in garlic, for the ladies.
Bacon egg and sossij in a bap, for those mysteriously delayed until dawn. With Relish.
And a Melton Mowbray pie to see them down the road.
We need to distinguish between SWPL types pretending to care about poor Blacks (if they really cared, they would try to deal with Black-on-Black crime), versus kids who are not happy with the sex they were born into.
We all know that wokeness is largely top-down distraction prompted by the billionaires.
Oh man you just flashbacked me. Now I have a knot in my stomach.
Having to go and speak to The Dad before you got to take Pwincess out, even for a burger in broad daylight.
Where, when, who else, and back by this time or …
God help you if you’re not where you said you’d be, son.
I’d have to speak to your dad. Or her crazy uncles.
I’m your nosey neighbour, and would like your opinion on the possible effects of mass hormonal contraception on as-yet immature (physically) girls and women.
Surely monkeying around with the almost chrysalis-like chaos of the teenage hormonal system, for years, might be expected to have unacceptable outcomes in some cases at least?
those of us enjoying the cosmopolitan good life here in the diaspora
The diaspora. Now, would that usually be called “Other People’s Countries”, Matty?
Over a decade ago The Economist published an article about Stanford U. and its role in founding Silicon Valley. The article said that many countries have caught on to this symbiosis between higher ed and the tech industry, and are looking to develop their own Silicon Valley built around one or more of their top universities, including Britain which aimed to build a new startup industry around the campus of Cambridge University. A decade later TE published another article lamenting the failure of Cambridge to be the Stanford of the UK and build a new Silicon Valley. In its post mortem, TE contended that the problem was not with the university but with the British people. Their conclusion was that Brits just aren't very ambitious. Most of them just want a steady job. The more entrepreneurial ones build a small company and are content to stay small, they don't look to turn them into earth conquering trillion dollar empires. I think Asians have this same trait. They may be smart but they aren't very ambitious. Most of them are happy just to hold a steady job, live an upper middle class life in a big suburban development, eat some good food, send their kids to good colleges, and call that a successful life. And indeed, they are not alone, most people in the world are that way, including most whites, Europeans, Latinos and black middle class.Only a small group of people in the world want more, more, more all the time. They are people with big egos, insatiable greed or are compelled by fear, such as the fear that if they don't have all the money and all the power in the world, another Holocaust will happen. America and the world's problem (mistaken for blessing) is, too many of (((these people))) reside here, warping our idea of "success".Replies: @Expletive Deleted
If Asians were as smart as their test scores suggest, they’d be far, far more dominant in our society than they actually are. Half of all doctors would be Asian. Half of all Wall Street IPO’s would be founded by Asians. Half of all new billionaires would be Asian.
Brits just aren’t very ambitious. Most of them just want a steady job. The more entrepreneurial ones build a small company and are content to stay small, they don’t look to turn them into earth conquering trillion dollar empires.
Not much point, if a determined socialist government comes along every now and again and confiscates 83% to 98% of your shit. “For the good of the country, no arguing or else”.
Same reason Albanians didn’t use to work that hard. Or Hungarians ( A Worker in a Workers’ State -Miklós Haraszti, 1977 (English version).
People still remember Harold Wilson and Supertax.
“There’s one for you, nineteen for me”.
Wat? My great grandma was born in the same year as the OK Corral incident.
Full-on Victorian. Four and less than another foot tall, could cold-cock ye and punch your lights out without drawing breath. Didn’t talk much with her, her stories were weirdly boring.
Despite NZ and the Dardanelles.
My missus still has her own g-g-ma’s wedding dress.
What is it of such importance you wish to discuss?
Lip-plates? Or neck-rings?? Never had ’em.
The nature of AI programming is that it is a neural network that spits out “black box” results in a fashion that is mysterious even to the people who program the network. It does NOT work on simple A/B testing and is not easy to fix. You can hardwire rules into the AI to defeat the operation of the neural network but in most cases you end up throwing out the baby with the bathwater and breaking the AI.
Eu te amo baby; eu te amo.
She’s still here. Just listen.
I’m still here too. For her.
How can you tell who is a marginalized community?
Welsh vegetarian one-eyed chess players, with scabies? I smell … victory!
Well hello big boy.
My old man was a bomb-aimer/navigator in Bomber Command.
Apart from that embarrassing confession, he got on right well with the other skiers, and climbers, up that Alp.
One day, doing the apres ski shit, he drew the young (very young ) Austrian beer-wrangler aside ..
Hey now my lass!
What are all these bloody Gurmins and that on about? eh?
Great lads, wouldn’t mind ’em marry wor Jenny ..
Oh vell you are ENGLISH bomber, and they are .. former WaffenSS
O …. right. Mind how you go, eh .. still great lads though but ..
Hasbara humor -- your fellow trolls will be amused.
I agree with Pat here.
Sir Walter Raleigh tried to blow up the Great Pumpkin, at that time the despot of Britannia, by putting figgy pudding in the Thames and thus fatally overfeeding his Legions. Fortunately Jesus, in shape of King Noll, sank his Luftwaffe in the Pacific by means of Chinese rockets fired from the Moon by skilled First Nations’ warriors.
O for fuck’s sake Pat.
You finally got me.
At last I am imprisoned in the carbonite with simian retard Corvinus.
But at least that squeaky Thing there is not ..
.. a Fenian.
Tim-bay-a-m’lord, Tim bay-aaaa
I’d rather be a paedophile heroin monster cannibal.
Sort of like the pope, or Jack Dorsey, ken.
At least it would be smooth.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Sid! Thou should’st be living at this hour ..
Invoke the Lotka-Volterra equations. While smoking something toxic and waling on a crap tambourine.
Before getting back into their nice heated Korean trucks and SUVs.
Jeffrey is dead? Oh no, say it ain’t so joe.
And Gasoline is long overdue a stunning and brave facelift so she can waltz around Monaco, Rio, London and Sydney.
These people will outlive me. Somehow.
So, given all the drama and possibilities, one might plausibly ask why the media coverage of Maxwell, for all its allure of deviant sex combined with possible espionage, so much less in the media spotlight than were the recent Rittenhouse and Arbery trials? And even less than the ongoing trial of Elizabeth Holmes.
The vile BBC were running intricately-scheduled interference on Gasoline’s “trial” this very morning.
Jon Ronson (don’t even bother hitting the ‘Early Life’ button: yes) has been running a series on Radio 4, the former Home Service of olden days and therefore implicitly trusted by boomers and their dwindling antecedents. About the US “Culture Wars”. A little selective chunk, every week.
This (London Tuesday) morning it was about the Satanic Panics of the ’80s. Interviews with some holy roller radio jock/preacher/grifter, and a rather more extended session with a woman who was ‘monstered’ by the police, media and so on, and ended up doing 5 years of 40 odd for imaginary ritual crimes against the kids in the daycare she was working at the time.
Jon’s infinitely sly and talmudically redirecting point being;
All these ritual child abuse scandals (a) never happened: (b) kids will say anything, particularly if asked absurdly leading questions, and the authorities will tell any lie to implicate innocent carers and of course (c) it’s a White people thing anyway, fomented by crazy Protestant hedge-preachers in flyover country.
Therefore:
No abuse, only Whites do it anyway, accusers are deranged or not credible due to being literal children.
Nice timing, Jon. The day after Gasoline pretends to go on trial in front of Judge .. Nathan. It’s almost like you know what goes on in each other’s heads or something …
Of course she’ll walk. No other verdict could be contemplated, even if she unzipped a toddler with a boxcutter right there in the dock and chewed on its kidneys while strangling a chicken.
I’m getting disagrees in response to my statement that this looks like an open-and-shut self-defense case. I could be wrong. But why I’m wrong? I’m not saying what he did was right. I’m saying a guy came onto his property ranting and raving and giving signs that he might get violent. He refused to get off the property. The home owner came out with a gun. The trespasser came at the man, ignored a warning shot, and attempted to take away the gun. He ended up getting shot
The criticisms you’re receiving are due to the fact that logic, and Texas law, isn’t for everyone.
The dealbreaker for the possibility of the man being charged is when the unrelenting aggressor got in the victim’s personal space and said, “I’m going to take your gun…” and then something hard for me to discern, though I suspect it was unpleasant.
I’m just astounded at the collective casual reaction, by all concerned parties, of a man’s life being wiped off the face of the planet, even by his wife. They acted as if he got maxed, rather than eliminated from our good earth for eternity.
But… we’re talking about Texas. Texans have a different mindset, and that’s just how they roll down there. I’ve known that since I was a kid. Don’t fuck around in Texas. Texans drink hard, they play hard, and they shoot you in the face hard. Their legal system supports it, when push comes to shove on a man’s front porch.
Conclusion: When an angry armed Texan says stop… just stop.
Those old Mayans, driving around in Roman chariots and wearing togas on the way to the forum.
Infamy! Infamy!! They’ve all got it in for me!!!
advanced placement courses: U.S. history
Forward and sensitive thinking. Me gusta.
Since it likely consists merely of one of the world’s shortest, silliest books, it would be ideally suited to the new vibranium-brained inductees.
His (?Arizona?) arrest and pursuit records describe, in a very Wild West way, the various distinguishing marks.
Including, tattooed on his left thigh (the mind recoils) “Hebrew script”.
Well at least it wasn’t misspelled Devanagari, or random Kanji, as seems to be all the rage with kids these days.
Damn kids.
I suppose this is possible but those girls should look like a pre-pubescent dad or grandpa rather than dad or grandpa after he mainlined natural testosterone during puberty and it widened his jaw, made his brow ridge heavy, and thickened his skin.
Some girls, unfortunately for them, look more like dad or grandpa than mom or grandma.
The question is – why do these women look like men?
Same reason the men look like women.
Vast, lifelong overfeeding, and chronic underworking. Plus central heating and antibiotics.
Also, what would our middle-aged 19th century ancestors look like if they had access to modern dentistry?
Really? Where in the New Testament is Thanksgiving mentioned? Did Jesus celebrate Thanksgiving? Did he have turkey and cranberry sauce, followed by pumpkin pie?Thanksgiving is the quintessentially American holiday - it can be celebrated by people of all races and religions.When Trump celebrates Thanksgiving, he celebrates it with his Jewish daughter and son in law and Jewish grandchildren, so I guess you just can't get away from Jews in the elite circles of 21st century America. I don't think that by celebrating Thanksgiving in Rubenstein's house, Biden was looking out for the Jews - he was looking out for himself. The reason that Democrats "look out" for minorities is that a whole bunch of minorities put together (the so called "Coalition of the Fringes") can constitute a majority, especially in big cities and coastal states.Replies: @Pat Kittle, @Citizen of a Silly Country
(Christian holiday of) Thanksgiving
(Christian holiday of) Thanksgiving
Really? Where in the New Testament is Thanksgiving mentioned? Did Jesus celebrate Thanksgiving? Did he have turkey and cranberry sauce, followed by pumpkin pie?
I shouldn’t have to explain this:
Pilgrims > Christian > Plymouth Rock > Thanksgiving.
I shouldn't have to explain this:Pilgrims > Christian > Plymouth Rock > Thanksgiving.Replies: @Expletive Deleted, @Abolish_public_educationReally? Where in the New Testament is Thanksgiving mentioned? Did Jesus celebrate Thanksgiving? Did he have turkey and cranberry sauce, followed by pumpkin pie?
(Christian holiday of) Thanksgiving
I agree with Pat here.
Sir Walter Raleigh tried to blow up the Great Pumpkin, at that time the despot of Britannia, by putting figgy pudding in the Thames and thus fatally overfeeding his Legions. Fortunately Jesus, in shape of King Noll, sank his Luftwaffe in the Pacific by means of Chinese rockets fired from the Moon by skilled First Nations’ warriors.
C’mon Septics. It’s almost as though you know fuckall about History, outside of your giant prison.
Hasbara humor -- your fellow trolls will be amused.
I agree with Pat here.
Sir Walter Raleigh tried to blow up the Great Pumpkin, at that time the despot of Britannia, by putting figgy pudding in the Thames and thus fatally overfeeding his Legions. Fortunately Jesus, in shape of King Noll, sank his Luftwaffe in the Pacific by means of Chinese rockets fired from the Moon by skilled First Nations’ warriors.
I'm sick n' tarred of you gat-damn tree hugger and yer gat-damn lib-ur-uhl Mamby-Pamby foolishness, aint you got a gat-damn spotted owl to save from a logger, or a whale ta un-beach or sum'm?
Causality. He didn’t get into the shooter’s face until the shooter, you know, went and got the fucking gun and started threatening the soon to be dead man with it. Up to that point he showed no hint of physical aggression, kept his distance from both the woman and her boyfriend, and nor did he attempt to enter the premises. All the shooter had to do was call the police. Instead he chose to escalate the situation needlessly. You can call the dead man stupid for not running away, but if you’ve ever encountered the extreme frustration that goes along with the criminally bias courts that rule against fathers’ right to see their children, you might understand why he had reached “that point” and choose to stand up for what he believed in (that being his right to have his kid.)
Clumsy. But keep trying, there’s a good little fellow. One day ..
There was a clear process of escalation. Who bears what responsibility for each part of that is complicated. Especially without knowing the larger context and history. What is clear is that the assertion I responded to: "The victim did not engage in violence or threatening conduct." was false.
Causality.
Not personally, but I have some exposure indirectly. It sucks and I understand (intellectually, and to some degree emotionally). You noticed my comment about family court bias, right?
if you’ve ever encountered the extreme frustration that goes along with the criminally bias courts that rule against fathers’ right to see their children, you might understand why he had reached “that point” and choose to stand up for what he believed in (that being his right to have his kid.)
Whole situation had been pre-steamed by the women. “Let’s you and him fight“.
AnnMarie? the ex-, and mother of the absent kid. They could have let the bull into the china shop no problem. Hey man, this is just my house, and the kid is elsewhere despite me being obliged to have him here at the appointed time (Tealman berserks, eats siding, shits on rug (he seemed either drunk or drugged) punches AnnMarie to pulp; how’s that gonna look in “Family” Court?
Tealman’s female videographer
(new piece, mom, cousin whatever, who seemed quite remarkably unfazed by the unfolding !Drama!
: Men, avoid bipolarnarcissisticbyaches, they live for this shit).
Squatty girl that Tealman was yelling at? She seemed quite used to his behaviour, and valiantly unimpressed as he shat his life away in front of her.
Kyle v2 will likely go away forever, and Tealy is unavailable for comment ; except it’s Texas. Who can tell?
There is something to this, though the Mongols can't be entirely counted out. They were ultimately stopped by Northern Europeans.
A wise friend once asked, rhetorically, which tribe is the most dangerous. The answer he sought was that the tribe of Northern Europeans is far more dangerous, when roused, than the rest of humanity.
Just some poast by some guy.
https://akarlin.com/2019/01/could-the-mongols-have-conquered-europe/
Apart from the bit where little Kyle shoots the deck (not a smart move) because he’s being buffaloed at his own front door, and Bigboy grabs his gun by the barrel, having previously threatened to take it off him and do something thankfully inaudible to him with it.
Did you watch the 01:00 to 01:30 segment?
Orange haired men trying to grab rifle barrels from Kyles doesn’t seem to play out well this past couple of years.
If someone is brandishing a weapon at you, then attempting to grab it might be an act of engaging is self-defense rather than an act of infringing upon another's right to self-defense. I don't think the shooter has any legitimate claim to self-defense here. This was murder.
and Bigboy grabs his gun by the barrel, having previously threatened to take it off him and do something thankfully inaudible to him with it.
I should have mentioned that the young Pakistani homo has to make a choice between his tradition and ancestry much like Daniel Day-Lewis: he has an chronically ill Brahmin father who sits about idle in his London flat overlooking the railway who wants his son to become an Indian intellectual or philosopher rather than following his adulterous uncle into his slightly crooked Arthur Daley lifestyle. His businessman brother has become too Western in his ways hence the white English mistress. But his son wants to be modern and successful and not a lovable loser like his dad. The sister of the protagonist has also found her traditional role in the immigrant family limiting (I think there is talk of an arranged marriage to someone from the old country) and near the end of the film leaves in order to get her feminist freedom.The parallels with the Atlantic story extend to the initials of the authors: My Beautiful Laundrette was written by Hanif Kureishi who was a bit of a darling ethnic screenwriter on British TV in the late nineteen eighties.Replies: @Expletive Deleted
In and out of Wandsworth with the numbers on their names
It's funny how their missus always look so bleeding same
Old poetic dada gets my vote. These are PRECISELY the people we need.
The rest of these C-words can eff the eff off (or “orf””). We have plenty of halfwitted, greedy, parasitic retards of our own, thank you very much suh.
In fact we might be induced to encourage them, the poets an’ a’ that. Make it worth our while. Good poet? Ye are not less than oor kin. Here’s yir passport and some decent boots. And a scholarship for your weans.
Both mummy’s and daddy’s families have lived here, in the same few contiguous parishes, since, well, like Battle Abbey lists, or Hugh the Wolf’s time in Chester.
And before that?
A long, lonely and spindly twig below R-DF13 and H2a1. First seen getting up to their usual shagnanigans together in the 3rd millennium BC. Somewhere about the righthand bend of the Samara River.
But according to the New Aristocracy, I can never, simply never .. be indigenous. To anywhere.
FML
Wow! In Europe, she’d be .. like .. er just about everybody including the grannies, stupid toy dogs and drunk uncles. Only a few high-class whores in France actually shave. Anything.
“Tommy Wiseau” has never bothered to completely dispel the rumor that he is in fact that selfsame jumper, Mr Cooper.
I shook the great man’s hand and congratulated him after a showing of his startlingly authentic movie “The Room“.
One of the kids still has the signed (in silver sharpie) poster up, gained by him at a prior screening.
They simply could not believe what awesomeness they were witnessing.
“You’re tearing me apart, Lisa!”
uses traditional Indian magick to give Field a nasty rash
fnarr fnarr
I fancy this, I fancy that, I wanna be so flash.
I give a little muscle and I spend a little cash.
But all I get is bitter and a nasty little rash.
I should have mentioned that the young Pakistani homo has to make a choice between his tradition and ancestry much like Daniel Day-Lewis: he has an chronically ill Brahmin father who sits about idle in his London flat overlooking the railway who wants his son to become an Indian intellectual or philosopher rather than following his adulterous uncle into his slightly crooked Arthur Daley lifestyle. His businessman brother has become too Western in his ways hence the white English mistress. But his son wants to be modern and successful and not a lovable loser like his dad. The sister of the protagonist has also found her traditional role in the immigrant family limiting (I think there is talk of an arranged marriage to someone from the old country) and near the end of the film leaves in order to get her feminist freedom.The parallels with the Atlantic story extend to the initials of the authors: My Beautiful Laundrette was written by Hanif Kureishi who was a bit of a darling ethnic screenwriter on British TV in the late nineteen eighties.Replies: @Expletive Deleted
In and out of Wandsworth with the numbers on their names
It's funny how their missus always look so bleeding same
Gazillions of Europeans have some Jewish DNA.
No they don’t
Jews have lived in Europe for about 2,500 years
No they haven’t.
pre Jews. Who arrived 4,000 years ago. People whose descendants became Jews.
Arrived where? What in merry hell are you gibbering about? Early Neolithic Farmers? (from NW Anatolia and the Aegean, no Levant, from about 6/7th century BCE, to get it all in). Millennia before Israel was even a bad dream.
From a few centuries before the 2nd millennium BCE (see how nice and inclusive I be?), Europe, from Lithuania to Sicily, and Piraeus to Portugal, had been swamped in an almost inconceivable manner by The Men Of Ukraine. After that, nobody else got a look-in. We’re still here. Everywhere, and nearly everybody.
In your enthusiasm, I think you just kind of doxed yourself a wee bit there.
Praise Kek! And Kyle the Kenosha Kid. And Werther’s Originals.
A week later, and it’s kinda nice to be able to croak “Ribbit!” once in a while, instead of “Reeeee!!!”
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Here I am, on my knees for a white man.
Throwback to 50 years ago, and the context of this statement would have meant I was about to be beheaded, or shot, or whatever else occurred during the Vietnam war. But it’s 2020, and as the world slowly comes to terms with the breadth of its internalised racism, I’m facing my own conflict. As I stand in the literal face of my oppressors, I begin to analyse how I, an Asian woman, can come to terms with being continuously dominated by white men… in the bedroom.
Here I am, on my knees for a white man.
Throwback to 50 years ago, and the context of this statement would have meant I was about to be beheaded, or shot
More likely scrubbing the floor, you scrubber.
[Oh hory chit! The byline.
June 29, 2020 · by Linh
Noo-ooo-oo! Linh what?]
Try “mingin’”. Or jist pure blohoorible.
Had a (belgian or something) “waitress” at a dying tried to-be-upscale eatery in a posh street a few years ago.
‘Er indoors was an absolute sucker for those online voucher schemes they tried before each fly-by-night ethnic epicurean emporium was quietly put down by the Revenue.
She, like m’m’zel above, literally stank. And I don’t mind the odd piss-rotten dosser getting in my face if they stay civil, and explain (embarrassedly, usually, once the patter runs out) that they’d like me to get them a drink from the store.
Or dogfood.
Anything else, GTF. Salad? What! Do y’want tae die!?
I mean she was hoatchin’ with something alive; rank and boggin’. Rotten teeth that near put the romantic candle on the table out from three yards.
Her haughty condescension to the filthy English paying for grim, microwaved industrial waste (you could see the (clingfilm/saran wrap) (mold/mould) on the top of each dish) was something to behold.
Also sleeve tattoos. I came close to boaking, and I am no stranger to farm sheds, or seabird cliffs.
And now they’ve conspired, perjured and lied to destroy English cricket, for their home nation’s advantage and without doubt their own extended family’s profit, “back home”.
Some sins cannot be washed away with any amount of blood.
Keep an eye on the relatives’ sudden mysterious, ostentatious prosperity, if possible. It’s not as though they have the sense to invest it out of sight.
it’s probably a calculated decision to set themselves up for life in a fully subsidised institution with free food and board, free health care and free education
also “family reunification”, every migrant’s dream.
Must be like a black version of Edwardian gentlemen’s clubs in there.
Yes. Miserable and unconscionable. No parent should outlive their children.
But more candles, flowers and praying just won’t cut it.
Europe’s been doing that for over a decade. When will they learn?
Seems it only encourages the bastards. The savages are alternatively-brained.
At least it wasn’t $14.88
“Ayo! (smackety smack) ‘Oo daur meddle wi’ I-man?!”
LV bags that cost $4k
Gott in Himmel! That’s about four used ARs.
“They know the price of everything, but the value of nothing.”
Wilde, I think. He’d spent hard Victorian time in the Big House and all. OG Shirtlifter.
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Best Buy CEO Corie Barry said Tuesday that rising theft is hitting the company’s profits and could hurt employee retention at a time when the labor market is tight, especially in the retail industry.She said the retailer has seen a noticeable jump in organized crime, with people coming to stores to steal consumer electronics — and in some cases, bringing a weapon such as a gun or a crowbar. She said the company will prioritize the safety of customers and employees, even if that means criminals are running out the door with thousands of dollars of merchandise.“These are traumatic experiences, and they are happening more and more across the country,” she said on CNBC’s “Squawk on the Street.”Other retailers, including Kroger, CVS Health and Walgreens Boots Alliance, have also spoken about an increase in theft. Walgreens said it is even closing certain stores because of it.To fight organized crime, Best Buy is locking up some of its merchandise, hiring security guards in certain locations and working with retail trade groups to look for solutions, Barry said on an earnings call.She said San Francisco and other parts of California have been “hot spots” for the crimes but that there are problematic pockets across the country. In some cases, she said, more than a dozen people rush in a store and run out with goods. In other cases, it’s just a couple of people.In the past week, two Nordstrom stores in California have been targeted by groups of looters in these types of “smash-and-grab” robberies.Barry said she’s not sure why the crimes have increased but they are hard to stop. The retailer discourages its employees from confronting the thieves and in some cases, law enforcement prioritizes other kinds of crimes.
I now have a funny feeling that somehow, just somehow, the merchants have worked out how to pass the costs of all of this off onto Joe Taxpayer.
Or it’d be shut down in a New York minute.
Whistle blower my arse.
Just another Dem pushing for greater control over social media – by them of course.
Yep. Whole thing obviously a planned and packaged op for the media and narrative. Too slick by half to be real.
Whistle blower my arse.
Just another Dem pushing for greater control over social media – by them of course.
It’s kind of depressing this is what replaced Hemingway and Cheever, but all cultures rise and fall I guess.
At least it’s legible. I can’t imagine what it’s like for Anglophones who’ve ill-advisedly started to dredge through Irvine Welsh’s oeuvre. And I used to live at the foot of Pennywell, right across from “the worst toilet in the world”, so I could do ra dialect nae borra.
I recognised the “autofiction” bit. The chief characters in the chronicles of the schemes are inverted, nihilistic male MarySues surrounded by other Marvel antiheroes/projections, with a mysteriously willing and unfeasibly high-SMV hoor or two in orbit.
Very Roman Catholic.
Sounded familiar.
Then while I was reconditioning an old Imperial-size radiator (if you know where, fittings are still gettable) I remembered.
My Beautiful Laundrette. Saw it new (pathetic beta simping will make a young man do almost anything). She hated it too, having been pant’s-wettingly keen to and dragging me along, ha ha. Much ale was required thereafter, and not just by her.
IIRC it’s the usual dominant paki top (I won’t say male, you should see the absolute state of the ones we get in UK) and mysteriously compliant, handsome and ripped Anglo boy.
On the laundrette’s opening day, Omar confronts Johnny on his fascist past. Johnny, feeling guilty, tells him that though he cannot make it up to him, he is with him now.
Loozzolozllz. That has never happened, I’d stake my ancient, very un-nazi life on it.
Both these excrescences have racist homo paki wish fulfilment/revenge fantasy writ large and throbbing all over them.
It’s what they can’t have that they desire the most.
I’ve had alarming encounters with quite large and determined Dutch ladies on sit-up-and-beg bicycles who were the living spit of her. That was before I figured out the NL cycling/pedestrian hierarchy.
By gum they don’t half get in a bate about it. Zero to 60 in 2.8 secs, channelling their inner Teuton.
And no mercy even after they find out you’re a clueless foreigner. In fact double-damned.
We should be more like that.
I’ve only ever seen or heard it used in one Border ballad, mostly a romantic Walter Scott re-imagining.
“And aye she loot the tears doonfa’
For Jock o’Hazeldene”
So Jock rade oot and looted stole something quite valuable from the English lord, with her enthusiastic cooperation.
Right. Until say 4021?Western men have mewled this same "things take time" shite for the past 55+ years regarding feminism. They huffed and puffed and swore that one fine day they'd get off their arses and actually DO something.Of course, they never did.They excused doing nothing for 5+ decades (as feminists attacked their sons, marriage, all-male colleges, etc.) by saying they were luckless frogs in a slowly-heating pot...and just didn't notice the roiling, boiling cultural waters surrounding them.FACT: no frog will sit placidly in water that is even too warm, much less hot. They will exit long, long before boiling occurs.The truth: men who don't want to unite, much less fight, will find endless ways to avoid doing so.Schools started drugging boys in 1992, saying they were too "antsy" and "rambunctious" and thus shortchanging girls. Thirty years later, boys… having watched their fathers do bupkis to defend them or masculinity… now prefer to be gay, trans, drag queen, bisexual, 2-spirit, polyamorous, furrykin, etc. ANYTHING but the puerile, putzy, cucked men their dads and other guys have devolved into.Guys similarly refuse to unite and fight today. All they do is bellyache.The time to have acted was in 2016, right after Trump won. The Right had the Presidency and both Houses. Men should have held Don's feet to the fire and made him build THE WALL, jail Hilligula, bring troops home, etc. They also should have punched any masked antifa thug who came closer than arm’s-length. Instead, they let their arses be kicked. And permitted Don to fellate Israel, break endless promises, and desert his supporters (online and off). They also let their fighters/defenders (Milo, McInnes, the Proud Boys, and others) be slandered, harassed, fired, and/or jailed. They excused every effup/betrayal by the President, saying Don must-must-MUST be playing 300-D chess.As if tweeting and holding endless feel-good rallies was governing!Now? The Right's goose is cooked. The next election that counts...2022...will likely be stolen, too. Then what?The Left breaks rules, kicks arse, and takes names.The Right talks, squawks, and balks.Pathetic.Replies: @Vinnyvette, @Expletive Deleted, @Badger Down
we have to just keep slowly, patiently building strength
FACT: no frog will sit placidly in water that is even too warm, much less hot. They will exit long, long before boiling occurs.
OMG are you Anthony Fauci? How many frogs? What temperatures? Did you blind the frogs first?
In the story he and his succubus were banished from the kingdom, to eke out their dwindling fortune and days in the burning orc-infested hellzone far to the west they call Caliph Pornya.
The balder and more sensible older brother and his Cinderella of a wife are next in line, after Chucky and his trollwife. Which could be decades and decades. Long after the United States has gone full on 2-way rifle range, I fear, and everyone has forgotten about these nobodies.
Horses are still measured in hands, handicapped in stones and pounds (lbs.), and run in furlongs and miles, for guineas (21/-).
Might confuse the Monarch if they were to change it suddenly.
There is. It’s called cellphone, social media and ISP server records.
None of this stuff could operate without the active connivance of the irremediably Woke/corporate tech cartel.
And the suppression, shadow-banning and deplatforming/donation-freezing of those they dislike, or would even oppose oligarch-funded social chaos.
Two of his assailants were black.
Jumpkick man (since i.d.’d) and the white shirt guy (twice). They lived, because Kyle missed one as he was astride him in midair headstomp, and the other guy, who’d already smacked his head further back, had the sense to stop charging and throw up his hands after Grosskraut’s fake surrender/murder-feint/ouchie.
Huber is one of those ‘maybe not’ names. But his mother was born Karen Bloom. Again, a bit fuzzy round the edges. The Upper Midwest is simply stuffed with various breeds of Teuton.
The genealogists need to get digging (mtDNA is pretty useless, atDNA maybe at a stretch). I’m confident the truth will never be known.
All the terrorists were a deal Whiter than the Kid. He’s down as hispanic on some official documents made before the riots. But he killed active, violent, ultimately DNC-sponsored criminals. So like Zimmerman, he’s definitely a White boy now.
That’s Edinburgh. North side of Princes Street Gardens. IFAIK, the Scottish polis have worn peaked caps with a diced band since the ’30s. Derived from Scottish Regiments’ Glengarrys and so forth.
In Europe just about anywhere that hosts events is packed with “MerkelLegos”, almost overnight.
Towns have stacks these things ready to deploy at “culturally sensitive” times.
As well as knife etc. detector gates, and Santa’s little helpers, as below.
Ho Ho Ho!
The Brit polis have really got into the spirit of things these past few years.
“Three generations of imbeciles are enough”
OK Holmes. Round by here that’s fightin’ talk.
Fite me ya c***.
And leave m’fambly out of it.
Wonder who’d turn out the (situationally) fittest? One on one.
Oops I meant hanged. Not hung.
Apparently there’s a difference in the morning, ‘Er Indoors firmly informs me.
FML
when the infringers are proxy armies of authorities
O m’ god! Ah simply cain’t beah it. Toby, pull forth tha Faintin’ Couch!
An Honest American. Afta awl dese yeahs!
I do declayah!
(queefs brazenly)
No sir, [[[she]]] is not. Not even fully Italian.
It’s a tribe, not a culture.
Otherwise they’d just give it up. Just say fuckit, not worth the hassle.
Now. Here’s a tip. Just try, try, try.
Try to stop lying, even for a day. Do wonders for your general reputation, even though it hurts too much.
Would slavery finally turn a profit? Get those buggers digging up the cuttings for Boris’s already failed HS2 line to .. somewhere.
Oh heck here we go again.
I’m quite partial to Charlie Thomas’ argument. He was taken from somewhere about the middle of the (by then ruined and useless) Wall, Bannaventabernia (or Camboglannaventa, an odd one). Which can be dissected in various ways, but are outrageously Insular Celtic, not Latin.
His name, Patricius, and his claimed magistrate (parental) class strongly hint at a variety of linguistic registers.
Whatever the local Cumbrian (Cymraeg) sheepshaggers grunted, and a form of bastard Vulgar Latin, ultimately derived from the mixed sub-Latin chat of the auxiliary, mainly Batavian(Flem) garrisons and a few exotics like Sarmatians. Which may have been an advantage when dealing with (Old Irish) Gaels. Fewer weird soundshifts and so on.
Like gingers, that have been also mentioned in this context.
“Delicious hot, disgusting cold”.
When I saw that, I nearly barked involuntarily “Stand up straight! You slovenly, spindly shower! Eyes .. front!
Apart from you, the crippled dwarf, naturally. I’m not a monster” [kindly smile]
One day I’m going to get into proper trouble, if I don’t mind me P’s and Q’s.
Correct. Degenerates. But not actual protestors. That’s the difference.
How dare you erase their existence, suh! They identify as protestors, and wha dare meddle wi’ they (them, xir, ma’am, two-spirits, moar spirits, bit of blow etc.).
If state lines ever mattered, they’d have border guards. Like, umm .. Poland, or Estonia.
And a whole mess of wire and doggos.
Goddam it Badgers, stand ready! They’re threatening our cheese mines.
Just this very minute (Sat. night, 2238hrs, God’s Own Mean Time) had the loathsome BBC radio (5, Nolan) again stressing about St Kyle “crossing state lines armed with an automatic weapon”.
They just wouldn’t let it lie. Never will.
The serpent concerned is Peter Bowes, BBC N. American correspondent, a sort-of-geordie who’s been a naturalised US citizen for a few years now. Not just some Twitter cretin.
Nolan is spazzing out about the judge now. “I could not believe his behaviour”.
Fuckoff fat Stephen, his courtroom, his rules. Like your radio phone-in.
Worth digging out on the Beeb app for a re-listen, if anyone wants to take issue with him.
I think he just screeched “Kyle Rittenhouse actively travelled to a protest, with an automatic style military weapon” (he’s arguing with Anna, a 2nd A supporter, and a weasel attorney called Mary who’s agin, despite her invocation of her dad who ran up Omaha beach or something. She’s also obsessing on the miltary weapon crap. Says Brazen Bruce is biased, and surprise surprise, it’s actually about race because she knows a black kid would have been hung in the morning while Judge S. chewed on a Werther’s).
FML, I require more water of life to endure this.
When two tribes go to war, said Frankie.
I had a quick GIYF and sure enough, that’s our bunny. She claims she was most forward and prescient in advising Harv to lay off the idskay. Long before it became a thing.
Kyle had the right instincts and did the right thing, offing two losers. His heroic actions alone did more for Real America and freedom than the trillions spent nation building in Afghanistan. He deserves praise, honor. Instead he faced preposterous charges and was nearly convicted of murder. Kyle has every right to wipe the dust of America off his feet.Replies: @Expletive Deleted
And your attitude is the source of all the ruin.
Doubt it. He did all the things he’s done since he was even younger because he plainly (to this irrelevant foreigner) loves America. Or rather what it used to stand for.
Which is an increasingly rare commodity these days.
A. Huber’s mother is Karen (yes really) Huber, née Bloom. Another puzzler. Just Blum (mediaeval), or a central character in Joyce’s Ulysses?
Why didn’t their slides include the 3 guys standing on boxes looking over the fence at the baseball game? That slide is always a debate clincher for me!
This smacks of female politics. Principles like “majority rule”, or “one man one vote” mean nothing to most women. “Group hug” and “let’s make them feel good” are the guiding values. Giving extra votes to blacks will make them feel good!
This will only end when these stupid policies start to have serious consequences to the middle class. Workers have had steady belt tightening over the past few decades, but so far the refrigerator still works and the TV is still on, so politics is all about hate and hugs. It is long over due for people in the advanced nations to once again know hunger, cold, and a short life. It will improve their character.