A classical reference:
Now on to the usual shameful collection of sexism, misogyny and absurdity…
And some not-so-large people, to end this off:
Now art off into the rest of the week.
Category: Funny Stuff
Problem, Solution
From Insty:
In the interests of saving precious avgas, may I make a humble suggestion — because there’s no need to take them all the way over to Yurp, after all.:
I’m sure Doom Goblin* Greta Thunberg of all people would appreciate the IDF’s effort to save eeeevil fuel and thus pollute Gaia’s atmosphere less.
Just a thought.
*okay, who came up with that wonderful nickname for the little Swedish retard?
Monday Funnies
And speaking of military things, here’s our classical thought for the week:
So on we go with Teh Usual Foolishness:
And speaking of religions:
And in similar vein:
As for committing crimes, how about some thoughtcrime?
So from the Teenager Files*:
*All in their late teens, of course. This is a law-abiding blog.
Quote Of The Day
From Kurt Schlichter:
“Quick, everybody care what a bunch of impotent, fussy foreigners think about us! No, really, we should give a damn that some herring-gobbling fjord jockey is mad about Donald Trump. Yeah, Norwegians totally matter. But not really. No foreigner matters. Not Canadians, not the English, not the Arabs (especially of the nonexistent Palestinian variety), not the Papua/New Guineans. Here’s the reality. Most foreigners are trash. Most people who aren’t Americans suck. And treacherous Americans who presume to leverage the puny outrage of second-rate cultures against ours deserve our contempt and mockery almost as much as the foreigners themselves. They think we’re dumb, New World rubes with too much in the way of guns, calories, and Jesus.
“In contrast, we barely think of them at all.”
And that’s only the beginning of his most excellent rant. Read it all, and chortle.
Monday Funnies
And a modern classic:
And on with the usual manner o’ things:
And speaking of work:
And if that’s what’s waiting for you at work, what the hell are you still doing here?
New York Story
You may want to watch this video first, for context…
Back in the mid-90s, I was living in North Joizee, and one Sunday we decided to to take the family over to Manhattan for some window-shopping, food and just breathe in the atmosphere of the City. I’d been there many times before, and Connie had actually lived in Chinatown for a while, several years earlier.
Anyway, we were walking through Greenwich Village after lunch at some diner or other, when I spotted from some distance away a young guy walking towards us, showing the same kind of attitude as The Verve’s Richard Ashcroft in the video, bumping carelessly into people and in general acting like a total asshole.
So I quietly told Connie to get behind me and shepherd the kids towards the shop window and away from the street. She could tell from my attitude that something was about to happen, but as a one-time New Yorker she had street smarts and didn’t argue the point.
I watched this guy getting closer, and adjusted my position slightly towards the middle of the sidewalk, more or less in line with his approach. Then about two steps before he got close, I looked to my right as though window-shopping, and braced myself. Actually, I didn’t just brace myself: I leaned forward and hardened my stance. I might even have pushed forward a little.
So we collided. But instead of Mr. Attitude carrying on like nothing had happened, he bounced off me and flew off the sidewalk, smashing into a parked car and falling heavily to the ground.
I didn’t even look round, just carried on walking, but I heard Connie giggle, “Whoa… well, he had that coming.”
I fucking hate antisocial self-centered punks. My only regret after all these years is that I wasn’t in that video to dole out the same treatment to Richard Ashcroft.
Always loved the song, though.