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January 04, 2019

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Monty James

Evolution took a very strange turn with the Nurse Shark.

Monty James

I want my money back.

Joan

some notable positioning;

OCD intensifies.

David

Hatetris. “A game of Tetris that always gives you the worst possible pieces.”

TomJ
I want my money back.

No refunds; credit note only.

Hal

I’m still finding my feet . .

Oh, they'd be those bony and floppy things down below your ankles . . .

Hal

brief history of tea

1970 The Taiwanese government encouraged its population to drink tea, revitalizing tea culture on the island.

. . . . and prolly thus, a notable feature of late 1960s and early 1970s Taiwanese trips by train was two very large pots of tea for every set of seats, located just below the windows, with people regularly strolling by for refills.

Charlie Suet

Most histories of tea struggle with the concept that Imperial China was not in fact a blameless victim in the nineteenth century, however indefensible Britain's behaviour in pushing opium on its population was.

There's an awful habit of regurgitating the (frankly racist) assumptions of Tianxia etc. as if they were fact. Western commentators simply can't break the habit of assuming that, in any interaction between whitey and "people of colour", the former were wicked and the latter blameless.

Lancastrian Oik

Welcome to 2019.

David

Welcome to 2019.

So far, I’m rather enjoying 2019. Admittedly, four days – or three days and a bit – isn’t much to go on, but still.

Farnsworth M Muldoon

Welcome to 2019.

They live in mini-bus, and aren't quite sure how this whole biology thing works.

pst314

They live in mini-bus

They live in a fantasy world.

Farnsworth M Muldoon

They live in a fantasy world.

If by "fantasy world" you mean folie à deux, I'll go along with that.

Meanwhile, in the world of white male privilege...

Farnsworth M Muldoon

Not exactly Lord Kitchener, and not a joke. OK, not an intentional joke

pst314

Meanwhile, in the world of white male privilege...

Heh.

See also:
http://thedeclination.com/hot-girl-privilege/

Daniel Ream

he coined the term Hot Girl Privilege

The term for that is 'Pussy Pass', and it's been around a while.

David

The term for that is ‘Pussy Pass’, and it’s been around a while.

[ Opens notepad. Writes down pussy pass. ]

David

For those who didn’t know that a Bros documentary exists.

Via Damian.

David

Antiques Roadshow is edgier than I remember.

Via Damian.

Daniel Ream

[ Opens notepad. Writes down pussy pass. ]

I should follow up with 1) that's very different from a "hall pass" and b) either is likely to provoke a rather arch conversation with your SO if you leave that notebook lying around.

Adam

“tuition fees”

I thought that referred to a new scheme of providing free tuition to students, if they pay a fee. Kinda like the fees paid in Islamic banking which forbids charging interest.

“Your tuition at this University is paid by the government. However there is a fee of 25,000 per academic year to cover administrative costs.”

You read it here first.

Soon to be proposed by Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez.

Nate Whilk

Antiques Roadshow is edgier than I remember.

Alas, the tweet is already deleted.

Bill Peschel

Darn, David, looks like that "Antiques Roadshow" tweet's gone missing.

And thank you for exposing me to the Bros Doc. It was like when I found that book on Slade's career at a South Carolina yard sale and realized that Spinal Tap just changed the names.

Spiny Norman

a transplanted peanut allergy;

Kinda frightening, in a way... (o.O)

Commenting on Neatorama will earn you NeatoPoints!

I learned something TWO new somethings today.

Spiny Norman

What was the "edgy" Antiques Roadshow item? Now that it's gone, I'm much more curious.

Sam Duncan

“I want my money back.”

You paid for a thrill ride. What more do you want?

Sheesh, some people...

Social bonds effectively broke down and male mice, without a reason to defend their territory or food source (since both were plentiful) became dejected, forming cliques that randomly attacked one another for seemingly no reason. Females similarly began abandoning young or even attacking them and slowly but surely, both males and females simply stopped breeding.

That reminds me of something, but I can't quite place my finger on it...

Ray

They live in a mini-bus

As Dr. Ian Malcolm observed, "Life finds a way." Although sometimes you might wish it didn't.

Lancastrian Oik

It was like when I found that book on Slade's career at a South Carolina yard sale and realized that Spinal Tap just changed the names

Sir, I shall put that faux-pas down to the inexplicable failure of you Americans to embrace the magnificence of the mighty Slade.

"Spinal Tap" was surely a lampoon of 80s British metal bands such as Iron Maiden (who were awful but could at least laugh at themselves) and the equally awful Judas Priest, who were also pompous and humourless to boot. Legend has it that they (Judas Priest) walked out of a screening of "Spinal Tap", believing it to be aimed at them; Rob Reiner had certainly been to see them on tour before beginning production.

I suppose Slade's failure to conquer the US market might have some resonance if one supposes that "ST" is about a similar failure, but that's not how I read it. At the start of the movie, the Tap are playing to full houses in large venues, and it's only after Nigel Tufnel quits that it all falls apart.

Slade in their heyday were never a heavy metal band; coming in at the tail end of the 60s "beat boom', they became known in their early days of success as a good-time rock band, in the mould of the Stones or the Faces (see this Little Richard cover by way of example). They then had a couple of years success with some insanely catchy pop rock hits, became a bit more serious with their third album and then tried to crack America whilst also making "the Citizen Kane of rock movies" Slade in Flame, from which comes this pop gem.

Unfortunately, their teenage audience's tastes were developing and discovering the likes of Roxy Music and Bowie, rejecting prog-rock out of hand and eventually getting hip to the delights of Dr. Feelgood and the early days of punk (I know, I was that soldier) and Slade's career faded away as the lads who liked them grew older.

More like "Puff The Magic Dragon" than "Spinal Tap", really.

Hal

That reminds me of something, but I can't quite place my finger on it...

Oh, very interesting, that . . . .

Most intriguing of all were a small group of males and females who withdrew themselves from mouse society altogether to live in the upper levels of the enclosure that Calhoun dubbed, “The Beautiful Ones”.

These mice did nothing but sleep, eat and groom themselves (this gave them noticeably smoother looking coats which, along with their isolation meaning no scars from attacks, led to their nickname). They seemingly lost interest in all meaningful social bonds, refusing to interact or mate.

And from another variety of report . . . .

Now while the Blessed One dwelt in solitude this thought occurred to him: "The Dhamma I have realized is deep, hard to see, hard to understand, peaceful and sublime, beyond mere reasoning, subtle, and intelligible to the wise. But this generation delights, revels, and rejoices in sensual pleasures. It is hard for such a generation to see this conditionality, this dependent arising. Hard too is it to see this calming of all conditioned things, the giving up of all substance of becoming, the extinction of craving, dispassion, cessation, Nibbâna. And if I were to teach the Dhamma and others were not to understand me, that would be a weariness, a vexation for me."

Pondering thus he was first reluctant to teach the Dhamma, but on surveying the world with his mental eye, he saw beings with little dust in their eyes and with much dust in their eyes, with keen faculties and dull faculties, with good qualities and bad qualities, easy to teach and hard to teach, some who are alive to the perils hereafter of present wrongdoings, and some who are not.

Hal

"Spinal Tap" was surely a lampoon of 80s British metal bands . . .

“This was not about a specific band,” Guest explained patiently, more than once. . . . .

That said, there was a particular incident that may have sparked something in Guest, who co-wrote the script (what writing there was — more on that later), co-wrote the songs, and co-stars as Spinal Tap’s lead guitarist, Nigel Tufnel. “In the ‘70s, I was in LA, in the lobby, waiting for a friend at a hotel,” Guest recalled. “And a British band came in, and the manager went up to the desk, and he was checking in. And he turned, and one of the musicians was standing there, and he said, ‘Where’s your bass, where’d you put your bass?’ ‘I don’t know.’ ‘What do you mean?’ ‘I think I left it at the airport.’ ‘You left your bass at the airport?’ ‘My what?’ ‘Your bass. Where’s your bass?’ ‘I don’t know, do I?’ This went on for 20 minutes. ‘So you’re saying you left your bass at the airport?’ ‘Well I don’t know, do I?’

David

Slade in their heyday were never a heavy metal band; coming in at the tail end of the 60s ‘beat boom’,

After nearly twelve years, these threads still surprise me.

David

Bloody hell. Twelve years.

David

Tempting.

Via Dicentra.

Henry

Hatetris

It says a lot about me that I immediately jogged on to this site and tried to see if I could beat it...and then was surprised by the result.

Happy new year, all..

PiperPaul

The Wikipedia entry for Judas Priest: "The band's membership has seen much turnover, including a revolving cast of drummers in the 1970s", so that part of Spinal Tap seems to be explained.

Darleen

Five days left for New Year's price that's now 93% off....

Heh.

Spiny Norman

Tempting.

That whole Twitter thread is hilarious.

Baceseras

Made a joke. How'd that pan out?
https://twitter.com/benshapiro/status/1080845675946901505

Bill Peschel

"Sir, I shall put that faux-pas down to the inexplicable failure of you Americans to embrace the magnificence of the mighty Slade."

Guilty. I have a fascination for Great Britain, even the Welsh, and I had not heard of Slade, or that "Cum on Feel the Noize" was theirs, until I came across the book.

But I loved seeing the band progress through their musical stylings that made David Bowie look like a stick-in-the-mud traditionalist. I especially enjoyed their moment when one of the band members decided the skinhead look was worth emulating. Also, that between dips in their career, one of the members who owned a limo and would resume his profession of chauffeur.

Fortunately, a fellow reporter admitted one day that he was a massive Slade fan, so I passed the book to him, and squeals of delight were heard in the newsroom that day.

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