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Author: Kim du Toit
True Dat
From the comments to yesterday’s post (about assholes who need a good beating) come these wise words from Reader GMC70 (who is a fine man, despite being a lawyer):
“I’ve thought for a while there should be a ‘he had it coming’ defense.”
In one of John Sandford’s Prey novels, there’s a situation where a well-known major-league scumbag has been arrested, tried, found guilty (after unimpeachable evidence) and imprisoned for the murder of an equally well-known (but minor-league) scumbag.
To everyone’s surprise, a few months later the dead guy is seen, very much alive, at an upscale cocktail party. Like all Sanford’s scenarios,the plot is quite complicated, but the question then becomes when to let the prosecuting district attorney (whom everyone hates) know about the murder victim who wasn’t.
One of the better lines is when someone asks what to do about the convicted scumbag, and the priceless response is: “Leave him where he is. You know he’s killed somebody before.”
I can’t help but think that this is not an uncommon situation in criminality — where the bad guy may not be guilty of this specific crime, but that’s not to say he hasn’t committed others.
As a hitman once explained: “These guys I’ve whacked? Most of them are seriously evil. After all, nobody takes out a contract on a nun.”
Cuius Emptat?
As the border crisis goes from crisis to catastrophe, I was struck by a pic that Breitbart News used to headline this article:
Simple question: Who paid for all those t-shirts?
I really, really think we should be told — and not just the name of the organization itself, but also where it gets its funding.
Of course, that would require some actual, you know, journalism. So don’t hold your breath.
Today’s Earworm
Never a fan of the band, always loved this song.
Which leads me to a parallel thought: that’s not uncommon, at least not for me. Other examples of where I disliked or even hated the band/singer, but liked one specific song:
- Rolling Stones: Honky Tonk Woman
- Grand Funk Railroad: Footstompin’ Music
- Neil Young: Cinnamon Girl
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Truth
Combat Controller sent me this little car review, and having once driven one in a long-ago life, I have to agree.
Quite possibly the greatest driving experience in my life, or maybe in a tie with my time in an Alfa Romeo Montreal.
But wait! there’s more — actually, MOAR. Try the younger cousin of the Stratos: the modern-day Kimera EVO37.
Have mercy.
Well, Yes They Are
Of course, it had to happen. Upon seeing this lovely picture:
…some professional racist said:
‘We have gone from the rich diversity of the Abbey to a terribly white balcony.’
What would have satisfied her? A couple of token POCs drafted in off the street for the occasion? Next thing, she’ll be suggesting that Buckingham Palace (motto: “Even our house niggers are White”) didn’t invite Meghan Markle because of her semi-race (rather than the fact that she’s an insufferable cunt).
Sometimes, a cigar is just a cigar, a tree is just a tree, and a picture of a White family will not contain non-Whites.
Because not everything is about race. You fucking assholes.