With just a teeny bit of editing…
With just a teeny bit of editing…
One of the common features of socialist leaders is incompetence, and one of the best examples is Has-Been POTUS Obama, whose cool demeanor was actually a cover for just that — an inability to make decisions (other than those dictated by Marxist doctrine, of course). Bad leaders don’t just make bad decisions; bad leaders, frozen by fear and incompetence, make no decisions.
Commonsense, of course, is almost a tautology in this regard: when crime is soaring, that’s precisely the wrong time to reduce police funding and manpower, but as De Blasio firmly believes that the NYPD is the problem — and has always done so — it makes perfect sense (to him) to reduce police effectiveness, whether by funding or by demoralization (which, paradoxically, he has done to perfection).
The fool still has eighteen months in power before he’s term-limited out of office, and even then, the list of replacements, such as it is, seems to indicate that his successor will be of the same ilk.
As anyone with a brain can see where this is heading, and there’s no Rudy Giuliani to ride to the rescue. New York is sunk, and will become no different from all the other third-World socialist armpits around the world.
Given NYFC’s malevolent influence on the rest of the country (gun control, failed social policies, out-of-control welfare spending, the aforementioned crime wave and the New York Times) has been a cancer on American society for too long, and prudence would suggest that the federal government steps aside completely and lets it implode just as Detroit, Chicago and the other cities have done. The denizens of the Big Apple have voted themselves democratically [sic] into this situation and, to paraphrase H.L. Mencken’s Seventh Maxim, they deserve to get their comeuppance, good and hard.
Sadly, all the bad things about New York are just as prevalent in Washington D.C., a fact which De Blasio and all the other mayoral Marxists are counting on for their salvation.
This story got a lot of attention a little while ago:
A supermarket security guard has won the internet’s hearts as he stood in the pouring rain to shelter a patient dog. Morrisons security worker Ethan Dearman was photographed braving the elements outside the supermarket in Giffnock, Glasgow on Sunday. The picture, taken by Mel Gracie, 25, shows Mr Dearman holding a green umbrella over golden retriever Freddie, who is relaxing underneath.
And the pic:
Several people have commented that this is a typically-British story. I disagree (and my Brit Readers will back me up on this, I think).
What would have made this a typically-British story would have been if the security guard was fired for not doing his proper job — because if there’s one thing Brits excel at, it’s bossing people around just because they can.
It’s precisely the same mindset behind a parking warden booting an ambulance for parking in a No Parking zone while picking up an injured patient, or a pharmacist’s assistant denying a customer a purchase of a pregnancy test kit during a lockdown, because it’s not an “essential” item.
I love Britain and its people, and I have as many Brit friends as American or South African friends, but this is one character flaw I find particularly tiresome.
Several years ago, I had lying around the house some of those “bullet-hole” decals:
…which, for no reason at all, I affixed to the lid of my then-laptop (as I recall, a Gateway), to set it apart from the half-dozen other laptops in the house. All was well, and I forgot all about them until one day I called on a longtime client, and when I opened up the laptop, he chuckled and said, “Another satisfied Microsoft customer.” Statement, not a question.
I told you all that so I could tell you this.
I set up my shiny new HP laptop, transferred all the files and data over, and it all went off without too much fuss other than the Thunderbird email setup, but even that was just a small annoyance.
Next was to set up all the hardware. As I never use a touchpad, only a wireless Logitech rollerball, I went to disable the touchpad — because as we all know, when you type on a laptop, your hand will often brush over the active pad, which moves the cursor all over the place or, more annoyingly, you may hit the “Enter” or “right-click” button by accident, with the expected dolorous outcomes. This is a simple job: you find the hardware under Options, and click the “Disable” button. I say this in the present tense, but if fact, it should be in the past tense because — and here’s the executive summary — with the latest version of Windows 10, you cannot disable the touchpad. There is NO “Disable” button. Oh, you can (sorta) disable it, but every time you reboot, it comes back to life. And guess what? If you uninstall it, it gets reinstalled when rebooting, too.
So off I went to Microsoft’s “troubleshooting” web page to see if I was just being a moron or otherwise dense. I wasn’t.
There were TWELVE PAGES of questions on the topic, for both Synaptics and Elan touchpads, and the executive summary is that, in characteristic fashion, Microsoft’s “upgrades” have somehow just fucked this most simple of tasks in the ass. (Ever tried changing your Windows background to black with Win10? You can’t do that either.)
And the irritation from the users was, in a word, volcanic as fix after fix was tried, and found wanting. Even if you go in and physically delete the touchpad drivers, they’ll be reinstalled automatically either in the upgrade process, or (once again) upon rebooting. The fucking application cannot be killed.
One guy actually ended up going to a geek store and had them uncouple the internal connections so that the touchpad could never work again but, as he admitted, if his mouse ever crashed, he’d be stuck with essentially a brick. (Nobody knows how to use a keyboard to get around Windows anymore, and I think that some of the workarounds have actually disappeared over the years.)
What a goat rodeo.
So… what did I do? I did what a couple of users suggested. Here’s a pic of my new laptop:
And here’s the modified laptop:
Yes, Gentle Readers: I stuck a piece of cardboard over the touchpad. High-tech solution, n’est- ce pas?
One of these days, the bullet-holes in my laptop may not be decals.
I see that the USAF is replacing the steel M9 Beretta pistols with the
Mattel SIG M18.
M9s are larger, heavier, all-metal pistols; whereas M18s are lighter polymer pistols with a more consistent trigger pull and adjustable grips for large and small hands.
Well, isn’t that special. They’re catering to the metrosexuals, even.
It must be a better pistol: 18 is twice as good as 9, right?
I’m just surprised that the Zoomies kept that mega-macho 9mm Parabellum cartridge, instead of going for the lighter-still, gentle-recoil .22 LR option. I mean, with the difference in weight, you can carry 500 rounds of .22 LR compared to just one hundred of the 9mm.
Oh, dear: it appears that the double-whammy of the Chinkvirus and the BaconLettuceMayo / Pantifa Lootfest Extravaganza Of 2020 is having an [unexpected!] consequence:
Apartment purchases for co-ops and condos in Manhattan fell by 80 percent in May. The high-end market took an even bigger hit – with sales of those valued between $5 million and $10 million down 90 percent.
That article is just in response to the Chinkvirus. It’s going to get worse as the Pantifa Summer gets going.
Let’s hear it for the Big Apple:
That was in response to the lockdown. Now add the Pantifa Factor:
Just wait till NYC government [sic] discovers the lower tax receipts that follow, and the budget shortfall caused by this exodus.
Forgive me for not giving a rat’s ass. Fuck ’em, and the same goes for their poxy Newspaper Of Record.