Considering who’s playing it, this may be the most poignant ballad ever made.
Year: 2023
Still Relevant?
I’m going to make my position on this quite clear right at the beginning: I love cities. I’m a city boy by birth (born in Hillbrow, Johannesburg, kinda like the Bronx in NYfC, and at one point, one of the most densely-populated places per square mile on Earth).


(Hillbrow/Berea, circa 1970)
Even though my parents moved to the suburbs when I was a kid, I missed the city and moved back as soon as I could.
I love city life. Whether it’s walking along a rainy London street en route to a cozy pub, sitting in a Paris bistro drinking coffee or buying a snack at a Viennese imbiss — you put me there, and ol’ Kimmy’s one of the happiest men on the planet.
That’s the ideal, of course; but the plain fact is that city life isn’t like that anymore, when walking along a rainy London street means that you’re going to get robbed of your watch, when sitting in a Paris bistro will result in gypsies stealing your shopping bags, and buying a snack at a Viennese imbiss will end up with your pocket being picked.
There was a time when I wanted to live on Paris — oh, how I longed to live in Paris — but the truth of the matter is that the Paris I wanted to live in doesn’t exist anymore. (Of Johannesburg, we will not speak.)
Granted, there was always the risk of those things happening, in any city and at any time. But nowadays, the risk of being a victim of urban crime has risen exponentially — not to mention the risks one takes when trying to navigate a street filled with homeless encampments, and avoiding the piles of trash and the detritus of drug addicts. In circumstances like these, the appeal of city life evaporates pretty quickly.
So on to a recent article which asks the question:
America’s Urban Desolation: Does Anyone Really Care?
The problems in urban America are at their core, policy problems. Politicians end vagrancy laws, attack law enforcement efforts to enforce property crimes (in many cases decriminalizing retail theft), and de facto if not actual drug legalization are making many cities unlivable. When combined with local education systems which simply fail to educate anyone as the teacher union power brokers pick their local elected bosses through sparse turnout elections, America’s cities are in distress.
And unfortunately, the very politicians who benefit from their votes don’t seem to care.
But that’s not the real question. We know that urban politicians don’t care, not really, about the state of the cities they’re supposed to be running because they’re unqualified, feckless Democrats and socialists [some overlap]. And the recent activities of some city managers haven’t exactly made the prospects of living there any better:
Fourteen major American cities are part of a globalist climate organization known as the “C40 Cities Climate Leadership Group,” which has an “ambitious target” by the year 2030 of “0 kg [of] meat consumption,” “0 kg [of] dairy consumption,” “3 new clothing items per person per year,” “0 private vehicles” owned, and “1 short-haul return flight (less than 1500 km) every 3 years per person.”
C40’s dystopian goals can be found in its “The Future of Urban Consumption in a 1.5°C World” report, which was published in 2019 and reportedly reemphasized in 2023. The organization is headed and largely funded by Democrat billionaire Michael Bloomberg. Nearly 100 cities across the world make up the organization, and its American members include Austin, Boston, Chicago, Houston, Los Angeles, Miami, New Orleans, New York City, Philadelphia, Phoenix, Portland, San Francisco, Washington, D.C., and Seattle.
And they hope to get all that “0 kg [of] meat consumption, 0 kg [of] dairy consumption, 3 new clothing items per person per year, 0 private vehicles owned” bullshit done in the next half-dozen years? I ask for the umpteenth time: how do they think they’re going to achieve that, and what planet are they living on?
Clearly, the real question is: in this modern era, and given their apparent suicidal tendencies, how important are cities to a nation as a whole?
Let’s be honest about this. With the growth of technology, a huge number of “office jobs” in a city have proven themselves to be irrelevant in terms of their location. The Covid nonsense, if it did nothing else, proved that. (Whether the actual output from those work-from home jobs is as productive as in-office performance is a topic for another time.)
So with the work force being dispersed to areas outside the city — heck, outside the state or even the country — one has to ask whether a tight concentration of workspaces and residences (a city) is all that necessary anymore. It used to be that cities were the places where factories and other such manufacturing activity were based. But no one would argue today that a Ford factory should be based in downtown Detroit rather than in Dearborn — that decision was made a long time ago — and as urban real estate prices have skyrocketed, more such moves have been happening for decades.
When I was still working, I liked working in the city — whether it was in the Johannesburg Stock Exchange, a giant grocery chain’s headquarters building, or at Leo Burnett Advertising in downtown Chicago — there was something about the bustle of the city which created the right frame of mind to work, and work hard. The Great Big Research Company’s headquarters, in suburban Chicago, was less exciting; and later on, working from home still less so.
But the question remains: given that cities — all cities, not just Chicago, L.A. or NYC — seem to be in an irreversible decline, are cities still relevant, or even necessary?
News Roundup
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We begin today’s roundup with some Fashion News:
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...considering that every Korean woman looks like an oil drum balancing on two bowling pins, this is probably A Good Thing.
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...somehow, I think that Nordies can survive the loss of 50 pairs of shoes.
From the Tourism Department:

...hey, welcome to our world, Swedish people.
Speaking of Terrorism, we have this:

...of course he was. Does anyone think that the cowardly FBI bullies would pick on a badass?
And from the Department of Global Warming Climate Cooling Change©:
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...no. Next question? Oh, wait:
From the Pussification Files:

...confirming once and for all that the BritPM is just like a 12-year-old girl.
From the Dept. of Immigration & Tourism:

...from 5,000 feet, of course.

And in Sex News:
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...you mean like brushing one’s teeth before the morning gin? I think we should be told.
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...couldn’t find this one at Lucky Gunner or AmmoMan, but whatever.
A couple of little snippets from Train Smash Women News:

...of course, nobody saw this one coming… [eyecross]
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…it’s Lisa Appleton, the best example of a Train Smash Woman evvah.
And now, INSIGNIFICA:
...one more time: who they?

...I was threatened with death if I stopped posting Liz Hurley pics, so here we go again. [Warning: link contains Joan Collins]

And some not-so earlier ones:

Just… damn. And that’s it for the news.
Quote Of The Day
…actually, an anonymous comment at Kenny’s place:

Feel free to indulge yourselves as you suggest in Comments which crimes would fit into this category. I can think of about a dozen, myself.
Gratuitous Gun Pic: Browning Buck Mark (.22 LR)
As I get older, I have to face the fact that my eyesight — never good, now terrible — is at this stage of my life, totally shit. What that means is if I want to continue to enjoy shooting, I shall have to change how I shoot, to whit: no more iron sights (sob) and instead, resort to one of these so-called “red dot” things, such as seen on this little cutie at Collectors:

Here’s the thing. I have always thought that Browning prices their products just a leetle too high, asking a premium that is not really justified… except for their Buckmark .22 pistols, which are not only astoundingly accurate, but have, easily, the best trigger of any .22 pistol — and perhaps the best trigger of any handgun, period. Is that worth a premium price? You’d better believe it.
So at well over $800 for the above — that’s the gun, the Vortex red dot and Collector’s premium, this would take a big gulp and a re-ordering of a few of life’s other offerings (e.g. food) to get this one into Ye Olde Musket Cabinette.
Other than the red dot thing — which looks like a carbuncle on a pretty girl’s face, but which I have most reluctantly accepted as a necessity — everything about this gun is beautiful: the rosewood grips, the heavy brushed-stainless steel barrel, just the look of the thing, all cry out: “Kim, I need a new home!”
And if I had the cash, it would be mine. I’ve owned several Buck Marks in my time — all either given away or sold because poverty — and I miss them badly. As it is, I’m going to have to sell one of the other guns in my safe to get this one.
I mean it.
The Fabulous Fifties
No, not the decade — although I yearn for its simplicity and wish we could get it back — but I’m talking here about women of half-century vintage.
Whilst skimming the Daily Mail the other day — shuddup, I do it so you don’t have to — I was suddenly struck by how many seriously-hot women in that age group were featured in that particular day’s paper. So in the interests of keeping my Loyal Readers up to date on matters such as these, what follows is a very brief pictorial, in no specific order. Remember that this was one day’s harvest (August 15, 2023), so to speak, and all are pics taken very recently.
Rollergirl (Heather Graham, 52)

Jennifer Garner, 51

Jennifer Lopez, 54

Former Olympian Gabby Logan, 50

Spice Girl Geri Horner, 51

Lisa Faulkner, 52

Amanda Holden, 52

Sophia Vergara, 51

Lisa Snowdon, 51

And yes, I know that these are all “barely” [sic] semi-centenarians. So here are a couple who aren’t:
Shania Twain, 57

Salma Hayek, 56

(not a studio- or posed pic, and she still looks magnificent)
What a day at the Mail… [sigh]

