Author: Kim du Toit

Getting Taller

Two-Minute Hate

As some comedian once said, the principle behind Daylight Savings Time is the same as the belief that you can get taller by cutting off your head and then standing on it.

[pause to let that visual dissipate]

Let me tell you why I hate this bloody nonsense with a passion.

  1. We have, in our little abode, well over a dozen clocks which do not self-adjust like laptops or smartphones do (I like and collect clocks).  This means that twice a year I have to prowl around the house like a hyena seeking a dead zebra, rooting out clocks and changing the damn hour hand or else pushing buttons on electric alarm clocks etc.  “Pain in the ass” barely begins to cover it.  And somehow, I always manage to miss one, which causes me aggravation later (could be a week later) when I discover the omission.
  2. Because we are an international family, with friends and family scattered all over the globe, I have had to resort to stern measures to keep up with this situation, ergo a wall decoration in the living room:

I think you can see the problem, can’t you?  The U.S. and the U.K. change their times on different dates, South Africa only uses one time (gawd knows how much they’d fuck up changing clocks and times… they operate on “African time” as it is), and as for Australia it’s even worse:  some states observe DST while others choose not to.

As I am a man of advanced age, little brain and severe deficiency in patience, I think you’ll get where I’m going with this.

I’m always reminded of the classic exchange from Cheech & Chong:

“Hey, hippie… wanna buy a watch?”
“Uuuhhhhh… no, man;  I’m not into time.”

Wish I could be that way.

Meanwhile In Texas

Good Stuff

I confess to being a tad parochial when I see headlines like this:

‘Oil price war,’ coronavirus could drive gas prices below $2 gallon

I’ve been paying around $1.85 for over a month — and below $2 since early January.  As much as I hope the lower prices won’t blow the fracking industry up, I’m enjoying the benefits of a lower cost of business — so gawd knows how the trucking industry must feel about it.

I note, however, that the godless airline industry — ever quick to raise prices when the gas price spikes — have not yet reduced their fares.  Pricks.

No Kidding

Elections, Politics

Every so often, even Nancy Pelosi is going to get one thing right (although not in the sense that the corrupt old Marxist bitch means it):

‘Civilization as We Know It Is at Stake’ in 2020 Election

Oh, we know that, Granny Guevara.  On the one hand, we’ll have a free-market economy with an ever-dwindling government regulatory burden, a robust energy industry un-crippled by spurious ecological regulation, and an increase in manufacturing jobs as companies quit the ruinous globalization process.  Still on that hand, we’ll have a stronger, more coherent foreign policy backed by a powerful military, containment of oppressive regimes and a lessening of danger from Islamist extremism.  Yet more on that hand, we’ll have stronger border enforcement with implications that lessen crime, disease and extremist incursions and increase employment prospects for U.S. citizens.  Even more on that hand, we will have a population that enjoys increased personal freedoms that include gun ownership, the right to choose our own medical care, and a smaller federal tax burden.  All that  is the “civilization as we know it”, which was the essence of the republic given to us by the Founding Fathers and our Constitution.

On the other hand:  if you Commie cocksuckers come to power we’ll have none  of the above, and our country will more closely resemble Cuba, Venezuela, and the old Soviet Union.

The choice we face in the 2020 elections could not be clearer.

Tole Ya So Redux

SHTF, The Gun Thing

Even I get sick of myself sometimes when it comes to banging on about the need for MOAR AMMO in yer ammo lockers.

“O but Kim”, you exclaim, “I’m pretty sure I have enough ammo!  And anyway, it’s not like the godless Democrats like Obama are in control and threatening to limit ammo sales!”

And then, of course, one sees news items like this snippet (courtesy of Longtime Friend Sarah Hoyt):

As the Coronavirus (COVID-19) hits the US, it’s not just hand sanitizer and flu medications that are flying off the shelves. While Walmart and Target are running out of emergency essentials and “currently unavailable” is popping up on various Amazon searches, the rush to be prepared has also reached the ammunition industry.
Recent analysis shows that online ammunition retailer, Ammo.com, has seen a significant increase in conversions and sales since February 23, 2020. The company reports that this surge corresponds with the public concern regarding the COVID-19 virus.

Yeah… just because it isn’t hurricane season and the Socialists don’t control all three branches of government, that does not mean you should slacken in your efforts to keep yourself in fresh ammo at all times.  The sudden need for ammo can come from any direction, as the above shows.

And as any fule kno, the absolute minimum ammo level is 20,000 rounds of .22 rimfire, and 500 rounds per gun of centerfire ammo, double that if it’s a semi-auto rifle like an AR, AK, Garand, FN-FAL, G3, M1 Carbine etc.  (Note the “per-gun” level:  if you own two AR-15s, for example, that’s not one thousand rounds but two  thousand rounds of poodleshooter needed on the shelf.)  As for your carry piece:  that’s an absolute minimum of 200 rounds of self-defense ammo (usually ten boxes) and more than 1,000 rounds of practice ammo.

Lemme emphasize this, one more time:  if the whole thing goes pear-shaped, your ammo is going to save your and your family’s lives a lot more handily than a box of anti-bacterial hand-wipes or a roll of toilet paper.

Bite Me

Feminazis, Men & Women

I noted the disappearance of Chris “Tingles Up And Down My Leg” Matthews from some Commie TV network (don’t watch any, no idea which one), but while I’m not sorry to see the asshole go, the reason why he “retired” (sexual harassment) just makes me want to reach for a new bottle of J&B.  Here’s part of his farewell statement:

“Compliments on a woman’s appearance that some men, including me, might have once incorrectly thought were OK, were never OK. Not then and certainly not today.”

Apparently, Matthews said to some TV totty:  “Why have I never fallen in love with you before?”

To me, that’s just about as big a compliment a man could pay a woman.  Also, the fact that the septuagenarian Matthews said that signals that he was obviously not hitting on her — I mean, old guys say that kind of stuff to younger women all the time (“If I were thirty years younger, I’d ask you for a date” etc.) — and let me be crystal clear about this:  such declarations are, and always have been, a compliment.

Of course, in today’s fucking ultra-sensitive #MeToo #KillAllMen #BelieveAllWomen #AndreaDworkinWorld, that’s seen as no different from pushing a woman against a wall and forcing her to feel your dick.  (In another milieu, that outlook is little different from PETA’s “a rat is a dog is a boy” extremist equivalence.)

All I can say is that I’m glad that I don’t work for a modern corporation, nor will I ever again;  and I’m also glad that I live in the South, where women still understand (and indeed practice) the subtle art of flirtation.

Because I’m not going to quit.  As I’ve said many times in the past, I live for harmless flirting and complimenting women — it establishes my love for women and, more importantly, it stops me from treating women the same way I tend to treat men — harshly (because, duh, we’re men  and that’s how we treat each other).

Even more than that:  I can’t quit behaving with women the way I do;  it’s as deeply ingrained in my character as my table manners — maybe more so — and without that subtle interplay with the other sex, I’d just become a caricature grumpy old man who hates everybody.  (As it is, that attitude is never far from the surface at the best of times.)  I’m not going to change just because it’s no longer acceptable to some women:  I’m going to open doors for them, help them stow their luggage on an airliner, walk on the street-side of a sidewalk and yes, compliment them on their appearance and all the other stuff that I’ve done my entire adult life.

And quite frankly, if any woman has a problem with that, she can fuck right off.  (That’s just a little taste of — to coin a phrase — the other side of Kim, and it’s not very pleasant.)

Oh, and to Chris Matthews:  it’s always been okay to compliment a woman on her appearance;  it’s just that in today’s pussified world, some self-appointed arbiters of Acceptable Behavior have changed the rules on us.  Fuck ’em.