Reading this wokist nonsense recently, I came across this fine sentiment:
PARC would also ban “culturally appropriative language,” such as the word “tribe,” which “was historically used in a dehumanizing way to equate indigenous people with savages.”
So… let’s hear it from my Jewish Readers*. (When they’re done laughing.)
Were you triggered? (And I don’t mean “Were you tempted to pick up a gun?”.)
*For Readers unfamiliar with the jargon, Jews traditionally refer to each other as “Tribe”.
This article, and the pathology it describes, fills me with all the negatives: disgust, horror, loathing, hatred and the burning desire to lay about these people with a barbed-wire-wrapped cricket bat.
Which is surprising, because for the last twenty years or so, American girls have been raised from birth to be premium dating fodder, primed from the first whiff of puberty to be Available for Sex on Saturday Night. So why are they being ghosted in droves? Abandoned and left to die alone, clutching their pets and Warren for President signs?
You’d think these girls would be experts at snagging a mate. Years of sex ed, birth control pills, and permission to date early and often with no judgement from the grownups should have guaranteed they’d have suitors dangling from their every finger, lines outside the door, dates every night, so many engagement rings shoved under their noses they’d be blinded by the shimmering sight of all those diamonds nestled against black velvet.
What happened?
Read the whole article, but only if you have a strong stomach.
An entire generation — maybe even two — will have been corrupted almost beyond redemption.
So it seems like our public buildings are no longer going to look like this:
…but rather, like this:
Biden Purges Non-Partisan US Commission On Fine Arts In Unprecedented Move Against Popular Classical Architecture
The commission is an independent federal agency established by Congress that advises Congress and the White House on public (civic) architecture on federal lands and in the District of Columbia. Established in 1910, its seven members are chosen from “disciplines including art, architecture, landscape architecture, and urban design,” and are appointed by the president to serve four-year terms. No commission member has ever been asked to tender their resignation before their term was up.
The Trump administration stressed classical architecture, though traditionally the issue has been non-partisan and has included such champions as former President Franklin Delano Roosevelt and former Democratic Sen. Daniel Patrick Moynihan.
While classical architecture remains the hands-down favorite of the American public, its opponents are powerful in academia, elite architecture circles, and, it seems, in the Biden White House. Biden revoked former President Donald Trump’s “Make America Beautiful Again” executive order early in his administration, with supporters claiming classical architecture is somehow connected to fascism.
Yup, those pesky Greeks, with their Corinthian columns and friezes, were all about fascism.
Even though the word “democracy” (an Ancient Greek institution) stems from the Greek word demos, meaning “crowd”.
This is what happens when I get curious about stuff and set out to explore.
Last week, I read that former Spain- and Real Madrid goalkeeper Iker Casillas (one of the best goalies ever, btw) has divorced his journototty wife Sara:
…and moved to a “Japanese-style” penthouse in La Finca.
Where dat?
Not being familiar with Spain, I eventually found out that it’s a swanky suburb of Madrid. (I should also mention that I caught the giggles because I first read “Finca” as “Fica” — the Italian slang for “pussy” — but I recovered and went on.)
I should have stopped upon learning that La Finca was a Madrid suburb. But noooo, I had to see what it looks like. Casilla’s penthouse apartment (see here) should have given me a clue, but when I DuckDucked it, I saw stuff like this… endless examples of foul glass and concrete boxes modernity:
I could go on, but I think you get the drift. (If you want to see bigger pictures — gawd help you — just DuckDuck “La Finca Madrid”.)
As a rule, I quite like traditional Spanish architecture — especially the Catalonian style:
…and as for apartments and public buildings:
Compared to those, La Finca Horrible doesn’t even come close:
I think I need to look at something beautiful, just to recover from that hideousness. Here’s Paz Vega:
Now that’s some classic Spanish architecture for you.
Bill Bryson (yes, him again) suggests that everyone should be able to have ten things (people, concepts, activities, whatever) that they can hate, without apology or explanation.
Longtime Readers will know that I would have difficulty keeping the list to ten — as Insty would say, I really need a bigger blog to contain all the things that truly make my trigger finger itch — but if I can create universal categories of hatred, I might be able to give it a try. Let’s see how this goes, and in no specific order, my ten hates are:
Note that I have excluded mere irritants like astrology, veganism, libertarianism, cyclists, the 9mm Europellet and similar nonsense from the above list, because they are largely the result of stupidity rather than actual evil.
As for the list itself, however, I put it to you that if by some kind of magic all ten of those things were to disappear tomorrow, the world would be a far better place to live in.
Feel free to add your own hates, in Comments. Remember: no explanation or justification is necessary.
I know that colors tend to come and go as fashion statements, and maybe soon it will all change. But I have to agree with the people complaining about this trend (now referred to as the “Grey Plague”):
‘Tasteless’ homeowners have been slammed over a trend of ruining pretty homes with dreary paint-jobs, supersized fences and Astro-turf lawns, dubbed the ‘Grey Plague’.
A number of examples have been shared online in recent weeks, showing how once picturesque white houses, often dating back centuries, have been transformed into ugly, grey mountains stripped of greenery and often with imposing front features.
Here’s an example:
Yes, that’s the same house. The picturesque, somewhat eccentric Victorian cottage has been turned into some neo-Bauhaus nightmare, the shrubbery replaced with… concrete, and the family dwelling has come to resemble the offices of a small architectural firm. To call the change “ugly” is to understate the matter.
I know, I know: it’s a private property issue, so all you librarians can go back to reading Lysander Spooner or Atlas Shrugged. Of course you should be able to do what you want with your property — but as it’s in the public domain (being oh-so visible from the street), I likewise have the right to express my opinion that it looks like shit.
The other bitch about a modern trend has to do with this fascination for the color gray / grey (depending on which side of the Atlantic you live; both are correct). From the linked article, look upon this foul eyesore, and despair:
For those who’ve never been to Britishland, allow me to mansplain.
Both these pics were taken on a sunny summer’s day — but, as the old joke goes, that’s not the way to bet when it comes to British Weather. At least 80% of the time, it looks like this:
…cold, damp and dreary. In a word: gray.
Now use your imagination and add a gray day to the white house in the pic on the left-hand side, and to the gray house on the right. That’s right: putting a gray house into a gray day turns “dreary” into “gloomy”. Kinda like Edinburgh on any day, come to think of it:
(That was taken from my hotel room just after lunch, in October 1999.)
I don’t really mind gray — light gray — as an interior color, although I think it tends to make the room feel a little cold. In fact, the walls in our current apartment are light gray and while we’d pick a different color (e.g. pale blue or a very light tropical-beach-sand color) if we had our druthers, the gray doesn’t offend. However, the outside of our apartment complex is a dark gray, similar to the gray Victorian above, and that makes me want to bring the dynamite, especially when (like today) it’s overcast, chilly, drizzly and as New Wife calls it, “positively British”. Here’s what I’m talking about (taken at about midday yesterday):
Change that to white walls with gray accents, and we’re talking turkey. As it is… ugh.
Anyway, as I said at the top, maybe the fashion will change and gray will be replaced with some other color.
My luck, it will be avocado green. Then there will be murders.