Author: Kim du Toit

Skidding Leftwards

Men & Women, Rights, Unintended Consequences

Seen at Insty’s:

I wonder sometimes, from way back when men voted in favor of giving wimmyns the vote, whether they would have been so keen to check the “Yes” box after seeing this little chart.

But steering away from those shark-infested waters for a moment, I have a good idea as to why the chicks are becoming Maoist.

The problem is that most of them bought into the “You can have it all”  tripe  trope of Teh Feministicals, and went to college (as favored by the Smart Set) to become “educated” — except that being women, they picked the wrong stuff to learn, doing soft shit like “Gender Studies” and the like (which had been installed by feministical academics — male and female) rather than the difficult ones, like microbiology, applied mathematics or even accounting / finance.

Then, after graduating (with a boatload of tuition debt), they discovered that those soft degrees meant fuck-all in the workplace, and pretty much only qualified them for positions in HR (or back at college in a low-paying job like adjunct professor, if they could even find one).

Oh, and they can’t have kids because being a stay-at-home mom is impossible by the current economic situation (tuition debt) and anyway, Having A Career was part of the “Womyn’s Independence” schtick.  So now they’re not having kids, suppressing within themselves that most intrinsic and fundamental instinct of women.

So, burning with outrage at the “unfairness”, of course they want to dismantle the “system” (the fault of the “patriarchy”) and when it comes to demolishing institutions, nothing works as well as Marxism.

And because they are young — and therefore stupid, as most youngins are — and have no real grasp of the history which proves only too well how disastrous Marxism actually is, they are pushing us all towards the pit.

Oh, and by the way, the boys that have become feminized during the whole process of primary, secondary and tertiary education, are just as likely to support Marxism as Teh Gurlz.

And of course, because Baby Boomers — who started the whole “Turn on, tune in and drop out” and “Burn it all down and start again!” bullshit in the 1960s and early 70s — are just as fucking stupid as their kids and grandkids, it’s no wonder that protest marches these days consist mostly of young blue-haired women and grey-haired old farts.

Morons, the whole lot of them.

Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

Righteous Shootings

From sunny south Florida comes this lovely story:

A delivery food driver in Miami Gardens, Florida, managed to pull his gun and fatally shoot an alleged armed robber in self-defense around 1:40 p.m. Thursday afternoon.

The driver claimed he was delivering food when he was targeted for an alleged armed robbery. During the course of the incident, the driver pulled his gun and shot one of the suspects. Responding officers and medical personnel attempted to save the suspect’s life but he died at the hospital.

And the other scrote?

The deceased suspect has not been identified but police described the second suspect in the alleged armed robbery as 28-year-old Jabari Thomas, who is being held on no-bond at the Broward County Sheriff’s Office Jail.

Too bad Our Hero didn’t get a twofer, but let’s not let perfection be the enemy of the good, shall we?

Classic Modern Beauty: Olivia D’Abo

Classic Beauty

I have an admission to make:  I’ve never seen Conan The Destroyer, mostly because the fantasy thing isn’t mine, and cartoonish epic adventures likewise.  So I never saw Olivia D’Abo there.  I also never watched the silly TV series The Wonder Years, because the “coming of age” thing bores me to tears.  So I never saw Olivia D’Abo there either.

But I did watch the TV series Law And Order:  Criminal Intent, and watched Olivia D’Abo play the most evil of all TV villains — she even made the brilliant Vincent D’Onofrio take a back seat every time she appeared on camera.

It doesn’t hurt that she’s gorgeous, either.

And she hasn’t got any less gorgeous as she’s aged, either.

I think it’s the eyes that do it for me.

Yup.

Congestive Failure

Travels

This article caught my eye:

A Cotswolds village dubbed ‘the most beautiful in the world’ has seen a 2,000 per cent rise in parking fines – as locals complain the area has become overrun by tourists.

Residents in Bibury, famous for its 14th-century honey-coloured stone cottages, are reporting ‘major problems’, with figures showing parking wardens dished out 651 notices in the village last year – up from 28 in 2019.  This compares to the 28 fines given in 2019 generating £1,900.

Community representative Craig Chapman said many visitors showed ‘very little regard for villagers’ – parking wherever they can, even if this meant blocking pavements or stopping on double yellow lines.

I can see why.  I’ve been to Bibury, and it’s as beautiful as it’s painted:

However, if you turn around and face in the other direction:

I had a similar experience when I went to Cheddar, in Somerset:

And that’s just the approach to the village.  Inside Cheddar itself, it was pandemonium — no parking anywhere to be found, the sidewalks dense with people, and I left very quickly.

Here’s the dirty little secret about touring the U.K.

Most of the places you find in the tourist guides are exactly like the above:  overcrowded, and worst of all, no parking.  The average commuter train station on Chicago’s Northwest Line has twice as much parking as an entire town in Britishland.

Even Marlborough — one of my favorite towns Over There — barely manages to get by, and that only by creating a car park in the town square during the week.

If there’s a market taking place, the center parking lot is taken up by stalls, and you end up parking at least two miles away, having to risk your life along one of those notorious “two-lane” (actually, one and a half lanes) with no room for pedestrians.  (A narrow grassy verge, often sloped, with a dense hedge on one side and cars whizzing by on the other, is the rule.)

My advice is to skip any of the so-called scenic places you might find advertised, and just drive along random country roads until you happen upon somewhere like Burton:


(not Burton-On-Trent, which while beautiful, is best accessed by parachute).

And if it’s at all possible, try to avoid visiting Britishland during summer, because the entire country’s population (and millions of furriners) choose that period to tour the tiny country, with results as at the top.

I’ve been Over There on many occasions, during every season, and take it from me, autumn — chilly, rainy and kinda bleak in late October through early December — is the best time to go.

Here’s Thirsk, up in t’north during October:

Mostly, it’s just locals and not too many of those.

I can’t wait to get back.