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December 29, 2016

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Lisboeta

I've been trying to forget all that mush, and now you've brought it up again. Huh. Happy New Year to you, too.

AS

So much concentrated stupid. Don't know if I should be laughing or depressed.

Have a great new year, David. Your tip jar has been hit.

Lancastrian Oik

Subscriber here.

Happy New Year to the captain of this creaky barge and its motley crew who do so much to amuse, divert and reassure me that I am not alone in the world in thinking like that.

Here's to 2017, in which I predict that Laurie Penny will be appointed president of the Women's Institute after The Guardian declines to print her article "Actually, This Lefty Stuff Is All Bollocks, Isn't It?" and she resigns in a huff, Thomas Sowell will be awarded the inaugural Nobel Prize for Common Sense, and will also see the publication of Rocio Boliver's "101 Useful Tricks You Can Do With A Courgette", which will divide the art world as never before.

Connor

spending $65,000 on a degree in English literature and rhetoric, and then describing herself to potential employers as “a political troublemaker.”

Vanity costs.

David

Vanity costs.

And yet Ms Olsen insists that her difficulties in finding lucrative and glamorous employment were in no way related to her own, rather curious choices. Apparently, the job market should be crying out for a chippy, pronoun-policing “political troublemaker” who’s determined to “catalyse significant social change” by writing about “social justice issues.”

[+]

You forgot to include that insane SJW taxi meltdown. :)

http://davidthompson.typepad.com/davidthompson/2016/09/elsewhere-212.html

David

You forgot to include that insane SJW taxi meltdown. :)

Oh, yes. Ms Annaliese Nielson and her bobblehead drama. She was a piece of work.

Hal

You see, maintaining a body of practical proportions, such that one can be accommodated by the average cinema seat, constitutes “fat shaming” and is therefore a form of harassment.

Hmmm. In parallel, I'm currently enjoying a read and often reread of all the Nero Wolfe stories.

Of course Wolfe may not exactly relate; his demand is merely to have one chair that will fit him.

Beyond that, anyone and anything else can be whatever size works best . . .

Sonny Wayze

"Continue reading "The Year Reheated" >>"

Uh, no... The original viewing was enough. I don't think I could stand a rerun.

Quint&Jessel, Sea of Azof, Bly, UK

Dispirited because my wonderful cat died today.

Anyway, David, did you see that Steve Martin referred to Carrie Fisher as "beautiful and witty and bright" in his tribute to her, and the SJW assholes got all riled up because how dare he call her beautiful!!!! and of course he caved.

Meanwhile, we have to pretend the potato-shaped Lena Dunham and Amy Schumer are fucking fashion beasts.

David

Anyway, David, did you see that Steve Martin referred to Carrie Fisher as “beautiful and witty and bright” in his tribute to her, and the SJW assholes got all riled up because how dare he call her beautiful!!!! and of course he caved.

Yes, I saw. I suppose it’s possible that Mr Martin deleted the tweet because he didn’t want to make a scene, or more of a scene, or make the moment all about him and not Ms Fisher. Unlike the professionally indignant, who generally seem more than prepared to step on anyone’s moment and make everything about them and their hallucinatory feelings.

The dynamic was sort of foreshadowed a few days ago when Ms Fisher was rushed to hospital. As you’d imagine, lots of people were offering sympathetic and encouraging tweets, urging the actress and her family to be strong, etc., their feelings expressed in various ways. Laurie Penny promptly took exception to some of the language being used, regarding bravery and fighting illness. Because linguistic pedantry always helps at a time like that. Then, inevitably, Laurie steered the thread towards herself, and how she finds the language “upsetting” and “unhelpful.”

It’s done in the name of decency, yet it seems somewhat indecent.

David

Dispirited because my wonderful cat died today.

I recommend getting a new cat. Which, in turn, will become wonderful.

WTP

Re Steve Martin...
Man will never be free until the last journalist is strangled with the entrails of the last social justice warrior. You can quote me on that.

Lancastrian Oik

You can quote me on that.

Believe me, I'm going to do exactly that.

Jonathan

My highlight of 2016:

Which lead to massive amounts of:

That is all.

Joan

a body of practical proportions, such that one can be accommodated by the average cinema seat,

Will no one think of the mascots?

https://twitter.com/meakoopa/status/812718502528372737

sk60

'And then he noticed the camera'.

https://twitter.com/lmaosimon/status/814754442105016320

Lisboeta

I'm sure Laurie Penny must qualify for an "Idiot of the Year" award? Alas, she wasn't included in the one below, but Triggly Puff and Annaliese Nielson were.
http://thecosmicbunnyhole.com/transgender-wins-top-wtf-award-2016/

Farnsworth M Muldoon

Alas, she wasn't included in the one below...

I think it goes to show that her influence and acclaim in the world is not as great as she thinks it is.

Fred the Fourth

"Laurie steered the thread towards herself"

This is the essence. It is only occasionally tempered by a temporary diversion about hypothetical persons who might complain, if only they were as enlightened as the SJW doing the actual complaining.
But mostly it's about themselves. Mostly.

sH2

Another 30 fake hate crimes...

http://lidblog.com/top-30-fake-hate-crimes/

Quint&Jessel, Sea of Azof, Bly, UK

I will acquire another kitty when it's time.

I do have to say the hysteria of the progs re: trumpism has given me many fits of laughter lately.

Quint&Jessel, Sea of Azof, Bly, UK

That cosmicbunnyhole has 4 of the most worthless human beings now present on the planet featured. My late cat was worth more intellectually than all four smushed together into the whinefesting supertwat they would become.

Mr Andrew D Rowe

Thank you for another year of entertainment and education. I've thrown some money at your tip jar. Please purchase the cheapest gin with it. That's always worked for me.

Watcher

Portuguese artist Rita Marcalo (whom David has reported on before) was awarded £9,931 by the taxpayer-funded Arts Council England to travel to Calais and dance with migrants attempting to illegally enter England. The dance workshop, set up at Calais' The Jungle and she has been there for six months. Sounds like a failure as one of the dance workshop key goals was to 'raise awareness' and David had last wrote about Rita in 2009.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-4077698/Portuguese-artist-handed-10-000-government-bizarre-project-saw-dance-migrants-Calais-Jungle.html

David

Rita Marcalo (whom David has reported on before) was awarded £9,931 by the taxpayer-funded Arts Council England to travel to Calais and dance with migrants attempting to illegally enter England.

Oh yes. For her last great work, even Ms Marcalo seemed unclear what she was doing or how to determine her success or failure. Apparently, it’s possible to “fast” while eating chocolate and drinking beer.

And the Arts Council’s enthusiasm for burning public money will be familiar to regular readers.

wiggiatlarge

From Margaret E Jacobsen

Even though all too often I was uncomfortable hearing the jokes about black people, uncomfortable with the touching of my body and the backhanded compliments, I put the needs, comfort, and safety of white people above my own.

Of course you do !

David

Christopher Snowdon has another round-up of the year. And another glimpse into the worldview of our self-imagined betters.

David

Progressive fashion.

David

And the definitive trauma of 2016.

fnord

It puzzles me that anyone gives a rat's patoot about the Twitter lynchmobs. For cryin' out loud, it's just a buch of twits! For the most part Twitter illustrates what happens when gonnoreaha develops sentience and obtains access to a computer.

WTP

Ran across this recently, which was written three years ago. Some here may find it interesting. What I find fascinating about it is how the author and many of the commenters almost get it. They are oh so close to understanding. And yet a miss is a miss...

We worked hard in high school. We played three sports, took APs, and were the president of five clubs. We went to college. We worked (and played) hard there too. We studied abroad, we worked for free, we built our resumes. And then we graduated. We graduated, and this world that was promised to us, this world that was supposed to literally be at our fingertips, this promise of success and opportunity, this promised future, it didn’t exist. We got our diplomas, we took the obligatory cap and gown pictures, and then we moved back home with our parents. This future, this fruitful, opportunistic life that had been guaranteed to us since birth…it was gone. There were no jobs, there were no opportunities, and there were no paths. A snippet:

We were left with student loans and bruised egos. We were met with part time employment and no benefits. We’re now greeted by our mom and dad in the morning and drift off to sleep while staring at the “Hope and Change” poster on our high school bedroom wall at night. We’re faced with an unemployment rate of 7.6% and a debt of nearly 17 trillion. We’re not lazy, we’re not selfish, we’re not entitled and we’re not rude. We’re angry and discouraged and defeated. Simply put, we were lied to.

http://postgradproblems.com/5-truths-about-millennials-4/

Yes, sweetie, you were lied to. The problem is you found the lie more acceptable than the truth. As long as you let the lie be your reality you will remain stuck in millennial hell. Or perhaps purgatory is the better word. But it has been three years and hopefully some of them have figured this out by now.

WTP

Heh...misplace my comment. The "a snippet" part at the end of the first quoted paragraph is me. Meant to put that above...

David

A happy new year to all the regulars, irregulars and assorted ne’er-do-wells who frequent this establishment.

Optimistic dog swiped from Ace.

R. Sherman

Happy New Year, David and all!

Hal

For the most part Twitter illustrates what happens when gonnoreaha develops sentience and obtains access to a computer.

Gonorrhea? Ehn?

I'd think that Tourette's would be rather more likely.

Vince N

WTP @ 14:42:

Yes, sweetie, you were lied to.

Mainly by politicians and pundits who told them a prosperous society with a high standard of living could be obtained by spending rather than saving, by consuming more than was produced, and by focusing on the redistribution wealth rather than on its production.

Rafi

Some great comment threads there too, David.

Happy new year to you and your irregulars. :-)

David

Some great comment threads there too, David.

The threads are often much more interesting than the posts. I suppose that’s sort of the idea. I was re-reading the one following the post on ‘progressive’ crime prevention. I still like the idea of a “three-strikes-and-we-put-you-out-to-sea-on-a-fucking-raft” law.

Jonathan

A very happy New Year to David and all who sail aboard his well-found vessel.

Let's hope 2017 is filled with leftist tears that we can mock mercilessly for us to empathise with.

Ted S., Catskill Mtns., NY, USA

Happy new year to David and all the commenters.

dicentra

Dispirited because my wonderful cat died today.

It's a bad few weeks for cats: Tom Cox lost The Bear recently, and I lost my 15-year-old kitty on Dec 26 to a fast-acting tumor.

I was going to put him down on Friday morning, before I drove to Idaho for Christmas. On Thursday night, I saw him creeping into my closet -- where he never goes -- to hide.

He knew what was coming. I totally lost it.

Then Friday morning I decided to let him enjoy his last bask in the winter sun. He sat placidly until the sunbeam had slid off him, then suddenly I couldn't find him anymore. With the carrier set in the trunk of my car, I found him deep in a pile of boxes -- again, where he never goes.

He knew what I was up to. I have no idea how he does it but he always knows when I'm fixin' to take him to the vet.

I called the vet to say I was coming; no one answered, probably because it was after noon on the Friday before Christmas. I drove there anyway -- or at least I got halfway there, then turned around. He wasn't ready to go, yet, and I wasn't going to send him before his time.

I sat on the kitchen floor assembling the 5-compartment automatic feeder -- he had stopped eating kibble and I didn't want other neighborhood cats eating his food -- and he rubbed against me and purred in thanks. His appetite was still fully intact.

So I drove to Idaho, leaving him happy beside the feeder, and when I got home Tuesday night he was lying stiffly in the hall, gone. He had spared me the anguish of putting him down and spared himself the anguish of dying alone and afraid in the vet's back room. Judging from the amount of food eaten, he passed away on Boxing Day.

He was only the size of a large shoe box, with legs and a tail, and he spent most of the time sleeping, and yet I'm surprised how empty the house is now that he's gone.

Min

"The great David Thompson..." :-)

http://www.dailytelegraph.com.au/blogs/tim-blair/safe-spaces-election-races-shocked-faces/news-story/e4dca28a52e3713f169793494c380616

David

“The great David Thompson...” :-)

Heh. Maybe I should wear a cape.

Hal

He was only the size of a large shoe box, with legs and a tail, and he spent most of the time sleeping,

Living With Cats.

Hal

Out of the mouth of . . . .

Quint&Jessel, Sea of Azof, Bly, UK

I'm so sorry, dicentra. I keep wanting to let my kitties die at home (like my little Sweetie did from her bad ticker) but I rush them to the vet, thinking the vet will "fix" them somehow, and then the vet tells me they're incurable and too far gone...thing is they don't hide from me, they become even closer to me and it's like they are trying to comfort me beforehand, because they know what is happening and I, stupid human mommy, am too dense to see it....

Captain Nemo

Heh. Maybe I should wear a cape.

Darleen

Troll Level: Inspired ...

BD Sixsmith

In July, readers of the Guardian – a paper whose ongoing massive losses continue to mystify - were alerted to yet another alarming workplace hazard – namely, the dangers of free cake...

According to the National Obesity Forum, cake should be replaced with hugs - a dreadful prospect but one that, blessedly, will never materialise because it would lead to countless sexual harassment suits.

Happy New Year.

David

Happy New Year.

Back at ya.

David

Troll Level: Inspired...

Fiendish and magnificent.

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