You Have To Ask?

The Federalist asks the question:

It’s probably more pertinent to start guessing under what pretenses the fucking Fibbies will frame him.  Some thoughts:

  • tax issues
  • campaign finances
  • breaking the Sabbath
  • discovering FBI spies among his campaign staff
  • unpaid speeding tickets
  • criticizing the federal government
  • running an unlicensed lemonade stand in 1973
  • transphobia
  • reading a comic book on an airliner
  • flirting with a woman during his college days
  • wearing white after Labor Day in 1982
  • owning a gun
  • misogyny
  • having a cancer survivor for a wife
  • putting mayo on his fries

…and if there aren’t any federal laws addressing some of the above crimes, they’ll invent them.

Keyword?

Longtime Reader Jack B. sends me this little snippet with the comment that it should perhaps be filed under “Africa Wins Again”:

Much of the domestic water supply here depends on electricity to pump it from the source to the vast high plain on which the cities of Johannesburg and Pretoria sit.

South Africa’s recent electricity woes – with regular lengthy scheduled blackouts – have had a knock-on effect on the supply of water.

“All of our stations, they need electricity, they need power. You have to pump water everywhere where it is needed,” says Sipho Mosai, the head of state-owned Rand Water, one of the country’s main water providers.

“Electricity is really at the heartbeat of what we do and if we don’t have it externally, at least for now, it becomes a problem.”

“At least for now.”  The perfect African answer to an immediate problem which if left unresolved will result in the usual African catastrophe.

Filed under “Africa Wins Again”?

So mote it be.


If you follow the link, you will note that the obligatory dig at “the wealthy” and the concomitant reference to “inequality” occur quite late in the piece, but it’s all there nevertheless.  Sic semper BBC.

Friend In Need

I’m helping a good family friend move house today — from an apartment in Richardson (just outside Dallas) to somewhere the other side of nowhere — between Anna and Paris, TX as far as I can make out.

I didn’t even know there were people out there.  Anyway, I have my passport if necessary.

Blogging may be a little light tomorrow, depending on how long the whole thing takes, but there ya go.

At least I’ll get to stop at Buc-ee’s on the way back for a pulled pork sammich…

News Roundup

Finally, a few Good News! items:


...more like this, please.


...especially with breakfast, as I’ve always maintained.  That said, I’m not exactly sold on the benefits of living another thirty-odd years.  And:


...just waitin’ for that Fort Sumter Moment.


...of course, that headline’s an outright lie.  Bitch got got busted for forgery (the actual charge).  Still, jailing “climate activists”, whatever the reason, is a worthy activity [sic].


...and in Massachusetts, even.

But back to the usual Catalog Of Catastrophes:


...we know all that, Ted.  Question is:  what are YOU going to do about it?


...and here’s a good example of where to start.  And then here:


...gosh, if only someone had written a book about this over a decade ago.

In International Affairs:


...well, we all know the Pals are crazier than rats on PCP.

In Showbiz News:


...”wealthy Black men” would be my first guess.


...although I don’t think that’s quite the “piling on” the old perv envisaged.


...leading to the brilliant British definition of an “influencer”:  “A mouthy cunt on Instagram.”

And among the irrelevancies known to us all as INSIGNIFICA:

  ...and once again, if you actually understand any of that, you need to get a life.

In Sporting News:


...the official NCAA line being:  “You can’t get rich by exploiting your bodies;  only we can get rich by exploiting your bodies.”  And speaking of bodies:


...who she, you ask?

So, back from Amalfi to our dreary reality, thus endeth Da Nooz.