Author: Kim du Toit

Not-So-Greener Pastures

Immigration

I read the following article with interest:

More than half of young people have considered leaving Britain under Labour, a think tank has found.
Adults between 18-30 years old said they had “serious concerns” about housing, personal finances and their future in the UK, leaving them “overtaxed, underhoused and undervalued”.
According to The Adam Smith Institute poll, 28 per cent of young Britons are either actively planning (8 per cent) or have seriously considered (20 per cent) emigrating. A further 30 per cent have briefly considered it.

But:

The researchers found that Australia, the USA, Canada and Italy were the most popular destinations for young people considering emigrating.

Well, okay then.  Certainly, anyone looking for better prospects that they have in once-Great Britain might certainly consider the USA — although the current MAGA attitude of Americans might well stick in their craw, if they believe everything they’ve been told by the BBC et al.

But Strylia and Canuckistan?

I don’ thank so, Scooter.

There are good reasons to suspect that Down Under and the Great White Place provide, if anything, even worse prospects for the more youthful than their home country.  (Just wait till they try to find affordable accommodation in Sydney / Melbourne or Toronto / Vancouver.  Might as well go to Chelsea / Knightsbridge.)

As for the socio-political world… oy.  Both Strylia and Canuckistan almost define the term “woke” in terms of their attitude, and their respective national governments are on a par with Britishland’s when it comes to dismal economic prospects.

And finally:  I’m not sure that Murka really wants a bunch of young Brits transplanted Over Here, given that said demographic group is in thrall to working from home (WFH), wokeness and similar nonsense.  Now, if we were talking about their parents (e.g Mr. Free Market and his ilk) — now that’s a more acceptable prospect;  but those worthies have already made plans to move to Switzerland, Monaco and other exotic, low-tax or tax-free locales.

Try Italy, kids.  Just deal with the fact that you’ll have to learn to speak Italian because surprise, surprise:  not everyone wants to speak English, or is prepared to put up with people who refuse to speak anything but.  Also, I have a suspicion that your Italian peer group probably feels about their prospects in Italy in exactly the same way that you do yours in the UK.

Good luck with that.

Quote Of The Day

QOTD

From TTAG:

Groups like Everytown’s “The Smoking Gun” project are calling out gun companies for daring to market to women. Their big gripe? That the firearm industry is trying to “normalize” women and guns.

Damn right we are.

In my earlier, busier times, I must have taught about four- to five hundred women to shoot — my record being a class of over twenty, at a schutzenfest  in southern Virginia (or Tennessee, my geography was kinda scrambled by the time we got to the “range” at some guy’s farm).

All my teaching sessions involved starting off with a .22 pistol or revolver (usually one of mine, unless they’d brought their own), and a gradual transition to something a little more powerful, each woman at her own pace of acceptance, familiarity and acquired skill.  All the ammo was on me, and I refused to accept payment.

As a rule, I find it easier to teach women to shoot;  they’re more attentive, more obedient and less squeamish about asking “stupid” questions than men are.  Men are all tangled up in both testosterone and, I think, embarrassment (at not knowing how to shoot), so they tend to be more difficult pupils.  Where possible, I segregated the men from the women.

Also, quite a few ladies didn’t want their husbands or boyfriends to teach them;  they preferred a neutral third party to avoid any impatience or emotion.  That’s a very mature attitude.

The best part of teaching Teh Girls?  That look of quiet confidence, of self-assuredness and self-reliance they get after they’ve become comfortable with The Gun Thing.  (One woman, who’d been fleeing from an abusive ex-boyfriend for over two years, later wrote to me and told me that after the last of our classes — as I recall we’d had half a dozen — she’d had her first proper night’s sleep in years.  Her gun?  A Ruger SP101, loaded with .38 Special+P hollowpoints.  Pity the fool.)

Golden moments… it’s too bad they don’t happen as often as they used to.

Rollback

Resistance, Wokism

Right off, I have to admit that I don’t really have a dog in this particular fight.

I don’t follow the NFL, never watch any of their games, and could not possibly care less what or how this little cartel names their teams.

That said:  I am concerned about the reasons behind this name change.

“Ooooh, we can’t bear the thought that eeevil old White men named their football team using a disgusting racist slur!”  (This despite the fact that No Actual Indian Felt Insulted By The Name, Ever.)

So on that basis alone — just to stick it to the Perpetually Indignant — I support changing the name back to one which has a proud heritage and, lest we forget, was the first football team to win a Super Bowl behind a Black quarterback, at a time when few if any of the other teams even had a Black quarterback.

It’s really time we pushed back against this fucking wokism — including the re-erection of all those statues the Leftoids pulled down because raaayyyycissss or slaverrrryyyyy or some such nonsense.

And while we’re on the subject of renaming, let’s get all those institutions back to their original names which honored past heroes.  (Frankly, I’d support renaming the pitifully-woke VMI to the Robert E. Lee Military Institute, as long as they also kicked out all the G.I. Jane wannabes in so doing.  Fuck it, let’s also go back to our proud heritage of men-only military colleges.)

Of course, The Donald is behind many of these initiatives, because it’s all part of Making America Great Again, and I am all for it.

Screw the wokisti.

In Search Of Lost Time

Men & Women

No, this has nothing to do with Marcel Proust, but it’s a novel perk from a Spanish company for getting off work, so to speak:

Unless you’re a butcher, beating your meat is a practice that has never been welcomed into the workplace — which I’m sure an overwhelming number of employees are happy to adhere to.

It’s something that we see often in the movies, in the Rocky montages and in The Wolf of Wall Street to name a few… but if you’re a worker at one Spanish company, then you might be a little more familiar with a certain half-hour ‘masturbation break’.

The organization grants its staff 30 minutes of private time for ‘self pleasure‘ in a dedicated ‘masturbation station’ room, and it even got written into company policy in 2022 after completing a successful trial run during lockdown.

Speaking about why she gives her employees the option of a half-hour ‘masturbation break’ during work hours, owner Erica Lust [sic] explained: “The truth is masturbation can help people manage stress, regulate their sleep, and connect with their body and sexual desires, among other advantages.⁠”

In staff feedback from the unusual initiative, many admitted they felt “less aggression” and were “more productive”.

I’ll bet they do.  The best part of all this?

Lust, who is also on a mission to ‘reinvent’ ethical porn, added: “Sexual wellbeing is deeply intertwined with your overall mental health and physical health and should be treated with the same respect and resources.”

…and a new expression enters the lexicon:  “ethical porn”.

Random Totty

Gratuitous Chick Pics

Apparently 20-year-old totty Jessie Murph is causing something of a stir in country music circles with this video.

Not quite yer Patsy Cline-type, is she?

Of course, all the Usual Suspects are going nuts, calling her all sorts of names and accusing her of glorifying violence against women and all the other tired tropes which people trot out whenever they see something that’s different and shocking to the accepted stereotype.

Don’t care.  She’s brought punk to country… and why not?  Plus she’s as cute as hell.