From our normal, reliable source of Panic News:
Beijing tests submarine-launched nukes that could OBLITERATE San Francisco from China’s own waters
Leaving aside the question: “What is San Francisco doing in Chinese waters, anyway?”, I would suggest that the ChiComs need to come up with threats that would pose problems for the U.S., rather than solutions.
Just sayin’.
Amid all the breast-beating about how the recent floods have ravaged Venice boo hoo, with the mayor thereof (of course) blaming “climate change” for the disaster, the fact remains that in a nation where corruption is not just systemic but endemic, Venice stands apart from all the other cities as being the poster-boy for corruption.
The mayor of Venice has blamed climate change for the disaster but there was also anger among Venetians yesterday at the corruption which has held up a flood barrier project.
Just so we’re all clear about this, the phrase missing from that last sentence is: “…which has held up a flood barrier project for the last thirty years.” The plans have been in place, the funding more or less allocated (if such a thing can happen in Italy, given their perpetual state of near-bankruptcy), but… nothing has happened, as bureaucrats argue and wrangle, projects are started then canceled, service providers arrive then leave, and in general, the whole thing resembles a typical Italian cock-up.
I remember arriving at Rome’s Da Vinci Airport dying for a pee, only to find that the men’s toilets at the Arrivals gate were “non operativo“. I later discovered that the toilets had been “non operativo” for close to a year. And this, by the way, in a place where reservations clerks faced with irate passengers simply switch off their terminals and go have a cup of coffee until said passengers have given up and left.
A Brit friend who was involved in a project with the Italian Army was even more dismissive.
“I have to say, their uniforms are magnificent — they look like they were each personally tailored by Versace.”
“How’s their organization and operational readiness?”
“Oh God…they have neither. Christ help them if they’re ever faced with a real military problem.”
So the Venetian imbroglio doesn’t surprise me one little bit. And this is why I say simply, fuck ’em. Let their poxy city sink under the waves, and let the tourism dollars dry up (except from the most hardy of souls).
To coin a phrase: let Venice sink.
Ah good grief, it’s that time of week again already, and for some of us, too soon:
So let’s do some remedial laughing.
And now it’s time for a little Monday morning eye-opener:
Who she?
Granted, she has piss-poor taste in men, but then again, that’s quite common among Australian women…
Let’s set the scene, here. You and a bunch of your buddies go out to a nightclub in a foreign country — let’s call it Western Europe — and start doing what you always wanted to do with a bunch of women Back Home but couldn’t because the women’s brothers and cousins have no sense of humor and are likely to cut your nuts off. Now these “foreign” women are not only dressed like whores but also seem to have no brothers and cousins whatsoever. But for some reason, they get upset with being pawed, fingered and squeezed without giving permission (go figure, right?). So they call the club bouncers and you get tossed out on the street because you’re acting like oafish animals.
Do you think, “Hmmm… maybe this isn’t the way to do things here. Perhaps we ought to change our behavior somewhat.” Of course you don’t — because, as it happens, you’re a bunch of oafish animals. (And let’s take a wild guess at this point, and assume that Back Home is nowhere close to Western Europe.)
So what you do is return to the same nightclub and demand to be let back in and when refused entry, you try scaling the fences and getting in that way — you know, like you used to do Back Home. The bouncers, for some reason, aren’t having any of this and toss you back out onto the street.
Whereupon you and your oafish buddies pull out a couple machetes (that you just happened to have about your person) and attack the bouncers.
No doubt, when these pricks are eventually captured it’ll be all about the pore starvin migrants and asylum seekers, and some asswipe German judge will rule that the bouncers were actually to blame.
And when the German people get upset about this, they’ll be labeled “rightwingers”…
I will never forget reading some thread online where an Austinite was moaning about all the Californians moving to Austin for the tech jobs — and complaining that they were too conservative for Austin.
I hate to break it to y’all, but if you leave California because you’re surrounded by liberals and have lost your “political voice”, and then move to Austin TX (!!!), that isn’t moving at all. You’ve just exchanged the world’s best climate for an oven, you’re still going to be surrounded by liberal assholes, and your political voice will be drowned out again, this time by liberal Texas twang. As Mark Pulliam discovered.
So Pulliam is leaving Austin and Texas, and moving to Tennessee. Given his poor decision-making history, he’s probably heading for Nashville.
Might as well just move to Greenwich Village and have done with it.
So to alleviate the pain somewhat, a little mirth:
My guess is that the above did not originate in this branch:
And on a philosophical note:
And speaking of mystical things, let’s do a little yoga:
The mirror broke, sorry.
Anyway, get out there and back into the spirit of things…