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Somebody To Love [sic]

Entertainment

Longtime Reader John S. sends me this delightful compilation.  I feel that I may have posted a couple of the links before, but can one have enough of young Sydney?  I think not.  So go ahead and enjoy.

I am in complete agreement with you regarding your post on Sydney.  But if one needed some more reasons to really like her, these might do as starters.  There’s more to the girl than meets the eye.
See her having fun taking laps in a Nascar racer at Charlotte Motor Speedway.
She did hands-on wrenching during restorations of her 1965 Mustang and 1969 Bronoco, shown at Syd’s Garage.
There’s much more, but I suspect that this one will make your heart flutter.
The girl knows how to enjoy life, as should we all.
Amen, Brother John.

Quote Of The Day

QOTD

Via these guys (and Reader JC):

“The only honest instruction left for voters is brutal and simple:  treat most polls as arguments, not measurements.”

As always, the best “polls” take place at the actual polling booths (absent Socialist trickery and lawlessness).

Roll on, November.

“Dear Dr. Kim”

Advice, Men & Women

“Dear Dr. Kim,

“My boyfriend and I have been together for many years, and we have various routines around the house which make life predictable, and we like it that way.  (Some might call it ‘boring’, but horses for courses, right?)

“These ‘routines’ even extend to the bedroom, and we have a very satisfactory sex life.

“However, recently my boyfriend asked if instead of our normal low lighting or darkness, we could have all the lights on when we make love.  He says he wants to see me enjoying the act.

“Well, I won’t.  I have a hangup about my appearance — I admit it — and I don’t think I could handle having him watch me flop around the bed.  He disagrees, saying that after all this time together, he knows what I look like, thinks I look fine, and it would be a departure from our usual routine. 

“When I continued to refuse, he even said that this might be a ‘deal breaker’ in our sex life.

“I understand all that, but I really really don’t want to do it in bright lighting.  I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t enjoy sex that way, and it might turn me off altogether.  That wouldn’t be good for our relationship, then.

“Dr. Kim, what am I to do?”

— Shy Lover, UK

Dear Shy:

Firstly, there’s no need to be embarrassed about your preference for sex in darkness or low light.  Darkness or dim lighting has always been a mood enhancer, especially for those people who don’t look like Salma Hayek, or Brad Pitt for that matter.

Secondly, your boyfriend is a total shit for saying that this might be a deal breaker:  is he going to stop having sex just because you don’t want to go along with him?

However, his shittiness doesn’t end there.

Dr. Kim’s Tenth Law of Sex says:  “If a man suddenly wants to shag under bright light, there’s a 90% chance that there’s going to be a video camera involved.”  So if you think you’d be embarrassed by having sex in bright light, imagine your embarrassment when re-watching the fun and games on your TV later, perhaps on many occasions.  Expect your embarrassment to grow exponentially when your would-be Quentin Tarantino shares the video with his mates or with everyone in the world via the Internet.

I think your long-term relationship is going to have an expiration date.  Make some plans accordingly.

—

Added Snoopery

Corporate Fuckery, Surveillance Society

Reader Mike L. points me at this latest example of Panopticalism:

Baystate Health is introducing new artificial intelligence-based weapons detection systems across its hospital facilities to enhance patient and visitor safety.

The technology combines traditional hardware with AI tools to screen people as they enter the building. By detecting specific metal masses and weapon-like shapes, the system allows daily items such as pacemakers, wheelchairs, phones and wallets to pass through without setting off alarms.

The system utilizes technology similar to what is used at schools and sporting events to detect prohibited items, including firearms, knives and electronic smoking devices. To accommodate the system at Baystate Medical Center, the hospital is closing its pediatric emergency department entrance to establish a single entry point where everyone passes through the detector.

Forget it, Jake.  It’s Massachusetts.  (Motto:  Where your pets have more rights than YOU do.)

That said, BOLO for similar fuckery in your state or city — and not just in hospitals either, because if the tech exists today, expect it to spread like the bubonic plague by tomorrow.  It’s like the loathsome Flock cameras, only with added bastardy.

Just One Leetle Difference

Drive Time

Here we have James May hammering on about the joys of driving a Beach Buggy, and I agree with everything he says.

However, I have one small difference of opinion with him, and it’s about that “no protection from the rain” thing.  Maybe the Brits are inured to being wet, given that it’s always raining Over There;  but ever since I got caught in a tropical downpour whilst riding in the back of an open Army truck, I’ve hated it.  (I don’t mind a gentle drizzle falling on me, by the way, as long as I’m wearing a waterproof hat and raincoat — but trapped in an open car?  Nope.  Pure misery.)

So my alternative would be, lessee:  something in fiberglass, wrapped around a VW engine (just like the Beach Buggy)… but with at least a token amount of protection against the wet stuff.  Something like this (no it’s not a real 356, but a  deepfake  replica):

…and with its hat on:

I know it looks faintly ridiculous, like some old fart with his cap pulled down low over his eyes (yeah I know, I know), and that flimsy canvas thing would not be very good at fending off a Texas-style rainstorm (like that tropical rainstorm I spoke of earlier, only with Added Hail).  But it would keep me dry enough until I got home, or under a freeway overpass or whatever.

Want. Badly.

For all the same reasons James May loves his Buggy.  And just like the Buggy, it has a near-total lack of electronica:

…and trust me, I could do without the radio.