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QOTD

From Insty’s post on the Swamp’s “insurrection” fable:

“The narrative being fed to us is that the FBI had an insider of a far-right group feeding information to the FBI, but given the repeated lies fed to us by the FBI and federal officials it seems more likely the FBI had people undercover inciting a protest group to riot.”

Just like, for example, the Feds’ creation of a crisis when their agents pretty much compelled Randy Weaver to manufacture an illegal firearm, then besieged his cabin at Ruby Ridge.

That was local, the other more global, but the essential methodologies are identical.

Don’t even ask me to go there.

Funny As Hell

Funny Stuff, Men & Women

Apparently, some guy had an argument with his girlfriend, and the next day left her an “I’m sorry” offering of presents, along with a note which made me giggle like a schoolgirl:

“The chocolates are cos I love you.
“The flowers are cos I’m sorry.
“The Tampax is cos I’m still not sure why I’m apologising so I guess you’ll need these any day now.”

Needless to say, some people have failed to see the humor in it because, as we all know, no woman has ever been pre-menstrually irritable.

Of course, it’s only going to make things worse for him, as all experienced men will acknowledge, but it’s worth it.

Oh, and for those who think it’s “passive-aggressive”, what would you think if he’d just plonked down a box of Tampax and his note read, “Take one and call me in the morning.”

Now that’s  aggressive.

News Roundup

Bad News

As if Monday wasn’t bad enough… here’s the roundup:


…is this even news anymore?


…not to outdone in the “importing crime category”, President Braindead steps up.  And:


…the odds against the scumbags being imprisoned, repatriated, shot at dawn etc. are so high even I won’t make book on it.

From the Dept. of the Blindingly Obvious:


…like we all didn’t already know that.  And:


…you don’t say.


…how I wish this were actually true.


…bring back DDT, and this will all be over.

From the Dept. of Suckage:


…tribute song (and my favorite) embedded in headline.


…as I’ve never ever adopted “low-fat dairy” products, this has no interest for me at all.


…the Brits should do what we do:  ignore those supra-government WHO assholes completely.


…thus proving, once again, that all centrally-managed systems cause shortages and rationing.


…the world’s most powerful electron microscope could not find the sympathy I have for them.


…[insert “French wanker” joke here]

And on that note, it’s time for INSIGNIFICA:

   


…and here she is:

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If that were true, I’d still be 18.

And lastly:


…and here she is:

I think I’m going to start an OnlyFans account.  But instead of showing off my ancient decrepit body, I’ll show scenes of me shooting hippies and Commies, which may prove popular in some circles.  Might as well collect some moolah for defense attorneys before my (inevitable) arrest for breaking some BidenLaw or other.

Orotundity

Grammar Nazism

…otherwise known as academic-speak:

“Given the astonishing recrudescence of multifarious efforts to disrupt the free flow of discussion—from the astringencies of political correctness to the minatory dicta of woke ideologues—it is worth stepping back to ponder the career of this subtle but enlivening pillar of liberty.”

JHC.

I know exactly what it all means:  but I resent the time wasted to translate it into comprehensible English.  Once again, a speed bump in my reading enjoyment of what is otherwise quite an interesting essay.

HBC

Gratuitous Chick Pics

Brit actress Helena Bonham Carter has often been featured on this back porch, most usually as a figure of fun because, well, because:

   

HOWEVER:

Let us never forget that she got her start playing posh Edwardian ingenues (Room With A View, Remains Of The Day, etc.):

And given that the fashions of the time worked really hard to hide the bodies of women, what those pictures showed was HBC’s two best features:  her extraordinarily beautiful face, and her mass of wild, un-tameable hair.

What the above two movies showed, in a lovely example of life imitating art, is that HBC really, really doesn’t give a damn what people think of her, or how she looks, or how she dresses, and so on.  So, for example, if she couldn’t be bothered to fix that mane of hair, she just lets it go, or else starts off with good intentions, but then just says, “Oh fuck it” (in that exquisite, classy accent):

And of course, her “don’t give a damn” attitude is often on display with her clothing at formal affairs such as on the red carpet:

Which brings me to the topic of her breasts.  They are generally of modest dimensions except when she’s pregnant, when they balloon out quite delightfully:

Sometimes, a mark of a true beauty is how a woman appears in black-and-white pics:

But really, it’s all about her attitude:

And at the end of the day, HBC is undeniably a brilliant actress, and gorgeous withal:

…and who can argue with that?