Too Many Words, Mozart

My dear friend Sarah spends way too much time, devotes way too much empathy and writes far too many words talking about 0.0005% of the population.

There is a similarly-sized percentage of the population who consider voluntary amputation of limbs as a worthwhile life choice, but (so far) this bunch of sad people hasn’t been elevated by progressives and their media lickspittles to a topic for national debate and enforced social accommodation.

Me, I’m sick of hearing about how “transitioning” people get offended when people either don’t recognize their “status” or (like me) refuse to give them the recognition and “caring” that they demand by, for example, using nonsensical pronouns (xir? xey? xooey?  they sound like 50s comic book sound effects) in describing or addressing them.

As far as I’m concerned, this whole “trans” bunch may be a group worthy of sympathy/empathy, or alternatively a collection of pathetic, dysfunctional people;  but  either way, as a percentage of the populace they fall so far down the bell curve numerically that there’s no point in talking or even thinking about them.  We have better things to do with our time.

And I too have spent way too much time on this particular topic, so now it’s back to guns.

LMAO

You’d have to have a heart of stone not to laugh hysterically (as I did) at this report:

Footage released by the hunt saboteurs shows several people standing in front of a van, blocking it from leaving.
A man wearing a baseball cap appears to threaten the occupants with a pool cue, as they shout: ‘Oi, you’re on camera.’
A woman in a red hoodie jabs her finger at the sabs and says: ‘Dirty f****** scum, you’re not going nowhere.’
A man inside the van can be heard desperately calling police for help and tells the operator they are being boxed in by hunt supporters wielding pool cues.

Lemme see: when hunt saboteurs (“sabs” — how cute) break the law, trespass on private property, try to pull hunters from their horses and scatter pepper in the noses of the dogs, it’s all “right to protest” / “save the animals” etc.  But when their violence results in violence against them in retaliation, they’re all “Oh please, P.C. Plod, please please please  come and rescue us!”

The woman in the red hoodie had it right:  they’re dirty fucking scum.

 

Wokescolds?

I know, unless you followed the link to Ben Shapiro’s article from Insty’s place last week, you’d be as much in the dark right now as I was then.  It’s worth a read, if for no other reason than to rejoice in statements such as this:

We’re told that if we fail to rewrite biology to suggest there are more than two sexes, or if we don’t use preferred pronouns rather than biological ones, we will inevitably create emotional and mental instability among certain vulnerable groups.

My answer to the above is twofold:

  1.  I think that those “certain vulnerable groups” already exhibit a great deal of emotional and mental instability; and
  2.  I happen to love the idea of driving these fucking nutcases crazier still, just by rejecting their premises and terminology (unless it’s to mock xem and xeir foolishness, that is).

But here’s where Shapiro shows his youth and naivete:

And while the Wokescolds may win temporary victories, those victories will surely be Pyrrhic:  As it turns out, we tend to like our biology, language, politics, religion, romantic relationships, art and comedy.  The Wokescolds will certainly lose.  But not before they destroy a lot of people and fray the social fabric nearly beyond repair.

Ben, bubeleh :  that is precisely what these fuckheads are trying to do.  The inferior always try to drag others down to their own level and destroy the game by deflating the ball.  This is just its latest manifestation.

Veganuary Report: Week 1

In honor of Veganuary, I will be posting my daily food intake each Saturday evening for the rest of the month.

Jan 1:  Bacon & scrambled eggs (breakfast), leg of lamb, asparagus & sweet potato (dinner)

Jan 2:  Boerewors & egg (breakfast), pastrami sandwich & cole slaw (dinner), beef biltong snack

Jan 3:  Boerewors & egg (breakfast), BBQ pulled pork & cole slaw (dinner)

Jan 4:  Boerewors & egg (breakfast), fish (cod) & chips (dinner)

Jan 5:  Bacon & scrambled eggs (breakfast), ham sandwich (lunch), beef bourguignon (scheduled for a late dinner tonight)   lobster bisque, pork chop, mash potatoes and veg (dinner).

In case you’re wondering, I eat a VERY early breakfast on weekdays because I’m up at 4am for Uber duty, and it’s just easier to warm up a piece of sausage to eat in the car.  I always have at least half a dozen hard-boiled eggs in the fridge both for breakfast and as an occasional salad component.

All non-vegan suggestions are welcome in Comments.  Vegan commentary can fuck off.

Good Advice

I remember the brouhaha when Insty suggested that motorists, when faced with rioters blocking roads, simply “Run. Them. Down.”

And what should We The People do, when violent rioters and activists start threatening our food supply?

Farms, abattoirs and factories have been subjected to vandalism, and owners and staff sent death threats during an alarming increase in incidents.
But a minority of vegan campaigners want the UK to become a meat-free society and are going to extreme lengths to achieve their goal.
The National Pig Association and the British Poultry Council are among the organisations being advised by specialist police.
Leading food writer William Sitwell recently described the vitriol he faced after making a flippant comment about vegans.
“There were threats to rape my wife, tie her up and cut off her genitals,” he told this newspaper.
According to an investigation by Channel 4 Dispatches, Jewish workers were branded Nazis when members of vegan group SAVE began protesting outside kosher Kedassia abattoir in East London two years ago.
Some broke in and daubed the walls of the abattoir with anti-Semitic slogans, according to the programme, and one protester yelled: ‘It’s a holocaust. You Nazis!’
SAVE admitted on Facebook it was responsible for daubing Holocaust images, initially suggesting the use of the term was justified, but it later apologised.

Big of them.  Over Here, I’m trying to think what I’d do if I was faced with this situation at Kroger:

I’m thinking polite requests to let me through at first.  Then trying to force my through.  (This bunch of skinny malnourished twerps would not be able to offer much resistance, methinks.)

However, if they were to turn violent, or even threaten violence?  Maybe I’m over-imagining things, mind you, because I don’t see this nonsense getting much traction in the United States, and certainly not in Texas except (maybe) in Austin, where I’m willing to bet that the vegan infestation is six times that of anywhere else in the state.  And I don’t shop for food in Austin, ever.  (Hell, I hardly even visit  the place except when I’m visiting Longtime Friend Trevor.)

It strikes me that these fucking headcases are quick to threaten violence to get their own way.  Perhaps they need a quick lesson or two in real violence, just to keep them in their place in the social pecking order.

I’m not thinking of going to the guns, of course:  this situation doesn’t even come close to that course of action.  However, I do think I need to invest in a can or two of decent pepper spray.  Anyone have recommendations as to brands and / or strengths?

Alternative Ending

SOTI*:

…and the devastating comment underneath:

“Too bad it wasn’t torpedoed and sunk at sea with all hands instead.”


*Seen On The Internet or  Somewhere On The Internet, mostly used by people (like me) who either forgot where they saw it or couldn’t be arsed to look it up.