Author: Kim du Toit

So Much For That

Health

New Wife just came out from an Omigodicron episode.  As she described it:  “Three days of a bad flu”, and I knew she was better on Day 4 when she did the washing and ironing, and made me clean the kitchen floor and take out the trash.

Of course, she had the Covid vaccine in December (as did I), so there we go.

And despite us living together, sleeping together and all that stuff, I haven’t got sick (so far).

BFD.

Update:  Just had a chat with Doc Russia.  Apparently he’s recently diagnosed scores of patients with Covid at his ER, but hasn’t had to admit a single one.

News Roundup

Bad News

For once, we lead with some good news:


…keep ’em coming, guys.

But then we suffer a relapse:


…to paraphrase Insty:  “Climate change:  is there anything it can’t do?”

And:


…this could possibly explain pre-SUV-era Glueball Wormening.


…see next item for an example.


…under the topic, “Bananas:  they’re not just for eating anymore.”


…Monty Python’s Flying Circus to get the same treatment in 5…4…3…2…1...

And speaking of humorless assholes:


…and all because of “innocent vegetables”.  But this next vegan episode will make you howl:


…but wait!  There’s more! (see link)


…wait:  California has an actual budget?  (no link because National Review)

From the Dept. of Covidiocy:
   


…in case you missed it, that’s FrogPres Toyboy Macron.  And from OzReich:


…they’ll find another pretext to boot him out before the tournament starts, never fear.

Britney Train Smash Update:


…leading to the question:  are the FBI ever going to classify these assholes as a terrorist organization?  (It’s a rhetorical question, of course.)

And where would we be without INSIGNIFICA?

   


…none of those problems ever stopped the eternal quest for nookie before, so this new warning probably isn’t going to work either.

Talking about nookie:

Carol Vorderman’s getting out of control:

…nothing wrong with the superstructure:

but that ass is gaining on Lizzo’s…

Near Miss

Gratuitous Chick Pics

I know that most if not all my Readers are interested in the shenanigans of the BritRoyals, but that’s the flimsy excuse I’ve used for showing the following totty:

You see, her name is Cressida Wentworth-Stanley (née Bonas), and at one time she was the girlfriend of Prince Harry, a.k.a. the Duke of Sussex, a.k.a. Harry Markle, a.k.a. the Ginger Whinger.  However, although he was reportedly quite smitten with Cressida, she was somewhat frowned upon by the Palace because she was an… actress.

So they split up, and you know the resultant mess.

I think young Cressy had a lucky escape.  She later married another guy named Harry, who has no title but is the son of a marchioness and is also related to a marquess via his mother’s second marriage.  Anyway, he has a hyphenated name, which takes care of half the issue for a young Brit girl with aspirations.

Should I explain the middle bit, again?

Cockroaches

Disaster, Immigration, Media Assholes

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO:

Zuckerberg’s company, Meta (formerly Facebook), announced it would lease offices in a massive new building in Austin, Texas.

Looks like we executed Timothy McVeigh too soon.

Do we really need that kind of company in Texas or, more to the point, hundreds of their insufferably-woke Gen Z employees to poison the voting pool?

If these little shits can ban someone from their poxy spy platform for calling Fauci an insufferable motherfucker, can we not ban them from Texas for meddling in elections?

Some good news, if it can be called that, is that they’ll be in downtown Austin, where the homeless encampments, needles in the streets and aggressive panhandlers should make them feel quite at home — as will the foul Green laws that govern life in Austin.

And the other “good” news:  at least Faecesbook is not moving to Plano.

And now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to look at real estate in western Montana/ Wyoming, just in case .

Man’s Man

Heroism

So you complete an impossible voyage across the Pacific Ocean on a flimsy craft with no modern navigation aids, end up becoming a world authority on boat building — all while shagging and living with multiple women simultaneously, (which should earn some kind of award all by itself).  As if that wasn’t enough, at age 80 you sail the 4,000-mile Lapita voyage, following an ancient Pacific migration route on two double canoes, from the Philippines to the remote Polynesian islands of Anuta and Tikopia, accompanied only by (of course) two women.

Then having lasted another decade afterwards, you eventually decide you’ve had enough of that Alzheimer’s bullshit, and off yourself without any more fuss, having lived a good, satisfying and rewarding life.

My favorite part of the story is this:

Perhaps because of his unconventional lifestyle, public recognition came late in life — in 2018 he finally won a lifetime achievement award from Classic Boat Magazine — but he wasn’t bothered.

Read all about James Wharram.

And One More Thing

Architecture, Two-Minute Hate

After the British Virgin Islands were smacked by not one but two Cat 5 hurricanes in quick succession, most of the islands suffered massive property damage.

Since then, a lot of the wreckage has been rebuilt, and not to World Emperor Kim’s liking, either.  Try this little piece of heaven:

The caption for the pic was “Paradise restored”.

Paradise was not restored;  it was beaten to death with a lead pipe, driven over a few times by a Chieftain tank, and the remains wrapped in concrete and barbed wire.

Would it be wrong for me to wish for a Category 10 hurricane to come calling over there some time soon?