Irony Alert

So former supermodel Elle McPherson is dating a doctor.  Ordinarily, I would not care, and nor should any sentient human being.  But this is not just any doctor, oh no — as the Daily Mail  breathlessly informs us:

Elle Macpherson, 54, is dating discredited former doctor Andrew Wakefield, 60, a driving force behind the anti-vaxxer movement when his debunked theory linked the childhood MMR jab to autism

…and of course there’s a pic:

…which makes me think:  while I certainly do not wish any harm on the Oz bint, wouldn’t be wonderfully ironic if by kissing this charlatan, she contracted a serious yet preventable disease?

(Side note:  kissing with eyes open? eewwww)

 

Not Wise

With all due respect to the God-Emperor, I would suggest that giving a million bucks to the Communist Party of the USA is a Bad Idea.  A better idea would be to offer to give the money to the Indian tribe with which her DNA is affiliated.

Random Thought

Run with me on this one.

Suppose that there were alien life forms out somewhere in the universe, and that they sent out exploratory missions to study life on other planets.  Then they came to our planet, somehow managing to evade all our oh-so sophisticated tracking systems and such, and landed here, where the very first person they encountered was:

There are all sorts of reactions one could imagine, on being faced with Keef for the first time:

  1. Abject terror (“Aaiiiieeee!  Run from the monster!”)
  2. Profound admiration (“Fuck me!  How do these creatures survive with all that toxic shit in their systems?”)
  3. Self-doubt (“Did we colonize this planet already, and just forget about it?”)

Feel free to add your suggestions in Comments.

(Keith’s reaction on seeing the aliens:  “I have got to get me some more of that shit!”)

Father’s Day

As any fule kno, I’m not much for Hallmark holidays (like today).  However, this one’s priceless:

Probably not on United, or else the cabin crew would have given the kid a broken nose by now.

And because I’m relentlessly cynical:

Skirting The Rules

So what to do when you’re working outside in sweltering temperatures, but the ‘Elf & Safety regulations forbid wearing short pants?  You find a way around the rules:

The brickies — who were working in Chertsey, Surrey — were horrified by new health and safety rules forbidding shorts. But when they realised they could get around the ban by wearing women’s clothing thanks to gender equality regulations, they showed up for work in skirts and frocks.  [emphasis added]

And because this story would be no good wifout pichurs:

I love stories like this.  Fuck the bureaucrats.