Storm In A Teacup

Good grief:  does the insanity of the Left know no bounds?  (That was a rhetorical question;  we all know it doesn’t).

A Brit Conservative politician appeared in a social media post holding a bag of Yorkshire Tea:

…whereupon the Loony Left went batshit (as is their wont), threatening boycotts and wanting the company to dieeeee!

Never mind that arch-Lefty Jeremy Corbyn also  posed with a bag of the same tea brand a couple years ago.

Note:  there were no calls from conservative Brits to boycott the brand back then, because that would have been stupid.

I wish these Lefty tools would grow the fuck up.  This bullshit of “if they don’t agree with us, they must be destroyed” is getting really tiresome.


On an unrelated note, I have to point out that Taylor’s Yorkshire Tea is outstanding.  New Wife drinks only the “Gold” variety:

..and downs about eight large cups thereof per day.  The difference between the Gold and most of the regular brands we get Over Here (e.g. Lipton’s) is enormous.  If you’re a tea drinker, give it a try — you’ll thank me for it.  (I don’t want to hear from the iced tea people;  this is not a discussion about that foul stuff.)

Under Water

As some may be aware, the Brits have been getting slammed by storm after storm after storm, bringing rain, floods, gales, more rain, more floods, more gales, and now… snow.

Even the stiff upper lip of Mr. Free Market is trembling, as witnessed by something he sent me yesterday:

Although I must say that the views on the FM estate are quite lovely:

Yeah,I know: according to the global warmists, snowfalls in Britain were supposed to be a thing of the past.  So who are you going to believe:  a bunch of watermelon alarmists and panic-stirring journalists [some overlap], or your own lying eyes?

Monday Funnies

Ugh… it’s Monday, and here comes the week’s first problem:

So to stop getting all wet, herewith Teh Funny:

Okay, that’s not especially funny, except that its original caption was “America, Baby!”

But to continue:

Which reminds me, I have to make a doctor’s appointment soon…

And finally, a little Gun Geek humor:

And just to further brighten up your day, Hope Hicks is returning to the White House:

REUTERS/Leah Millis – RC127BBC6B00/File Photo

Now get on that plane, and take off.

Spreading The Virus

“Going viral” now has a whole new meaning:

 

I am SO weak…

Of course, there are other ways to make light of this thing:

For my Tribe Readers:

(yeah, I get them too)

More celebrities:

And where would we be without the WHO?

 

Finally, a sooper-seekrit poll what I done myself (promise):

To quote Dan Rather:  “Fake, but accurate.”

Financial Opportunity

I wish I were a bookie.  Then, if this happened:

…and somehow he got elected, I’d start an offshore bookie business:

  • 2-1 that he’d “hang himself” in the presidential limo on the way back to the White House from his inauguration ceremony
  • 3-1 there’d be an “accident” at the Inauguration Ball
  • 1-3 he’d die “of natural causes” before his first Cabinet meeting
  • 1,000-1 odds against him living long enough to deliver his first State Of The Union address.

Yeah, Hillary Bitch Clinton would be President, but I’d have made a lot of money and be living in the Caymans.