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So let’s get down and dirty:


…wow:  you overwork and abuse workers, and then have problems getting fresh meat to grind?


…just doing what they’ve always (never) done.


…


…only whilst they and their ilk are still alive.


…because crime rages.


…you mean it’s a crime to burn Renaults, Peugeots and Citroens?


…the problem is that there weren’t enough smoking guns at Uvalde.


…excellent stuff.  More like this, please.  And in Massachusetts?


…the cynics might say that the best way to get inside the political elite’s heads is with a cleaver or a .45 bullet, but I’m not one of those.


…if by “repair” you mean using the above-mentioned cleavers and .45 bullets, then yes.


…for my Murkin Readers, smelling salts are available.  40%?


…actually, it’s to make people laugh, but I’ll take “offending” as a good second option.


…LOL.  He might be a good boss, but he’s still the boss.  Diss him, expect consequences.


…they should just use electric tractors. [/Biden Administration]

And in today’s INSIGNIFICA:

      

Finally:

Eugenie who?, you ask.

Oh yeah… that  Eugenie.

So much for the news.

Short Answer: No

Muzzies, Third World, Two-Minute Hate

…and:

The simple  answer is the title of this post.

Longer  answer:  Do not expect help from those whom you hate and actively seek to destroy.

Fuck ’em;  their medieval belief system, their backwards society, their honor killings and their hijabs:  fuck ’em all.

They’re savages and should be treated as such.

Needless to say, our Congress is no doubt authorizing a few billion dollars in aid, which just makes me all the more eager for November 2022.

“Because Nunya”

Good Stuff, The Gun Thing

So much for that bullshit.

“The constitutional right to bear arms in public for self-defense is not ‘a second-class right, subject to an entirely different body of rules than the other Bill of Rights guarantees,’” Thomas wrote in the opinion. “The exercise of other constitutional rights does not require individuals to demonstrate to government officers some special need. The Second Amendment right to carry arms in public for self-defense is no different. New York’s proper-cause requirement violates the Fourteenth Amendment by preventing law-abiding citizens with ordinary self-defense needs from exercising their right to keep and bear arms in public.”

Clarence Thomas for the win.  And about time.

Big Shot

Music

I must admit to having mixed feelings about Billy Joel.  On the one hand, I really enjoy his rocking music (far more so than his syrupy ballads) and indeed, my most recent earworm was Big Shot.

Which leads to why I find him less than desirable as a person.  You see, he has an annoying habit of acting exactly like what he accused then-wife Christie Brinkley of being in the above song (and yes, it was aimed at her):  a big shot / superstar who treated all around him like shit.

The brutal, uncaring and hurtful way he fired his brilliant drummer Lib DeVitto (after 30 years together!) seems to just about sum Joel up — a stark contrast to his nice-guy image.  (And if you haven’t seen the music video linked at the top, Lib just about steals the show with his background antics.)

So once again, we’re faced with a common showbiz issue:  brilliant entertainer for the public, horrible fuckup as a human being.

Mumbles In The Darkness

Entertainment, Two-Minute Hate

Here’s an article which resonated with me:

Why are today’s TV shows and movies so GRAY?

I’ve now got to the point where the movie has been consistently dark during the first five or ten minutes, off I go to somewhere else.  Ditto the Brit movies in which the dialogue is either mumbled, spoken in an unintelligible accent or both.  Also, the ones where impenetrable slang is in more than half the dialogue — I know, it’s realism, but still — I don’t expect characters to speak Received English via the Royal Shakespeare Company either.

And for gawd’s sake, S-L-O-W D-O-W-N when you speak your lines.

Pardon me if I just want to know what the hell is going on in your precious Work Of Art.  Cinema is becoming like modern art, where the expression is so personal that it needs explanation by the auteur.  And don’t give me that “mood” jive, either.  You wanna see a mood, just watch my expression as I hit the “outta here” button on the remote.

I do make an exception for the Scandi-noir movies and TV shows, because the Scandis only ever get about two hours of sunlight a day, so an average production would take years to shoot if they waited for sunny days.

But even that’s a problem:  in every police station I’ve ever been in (and there have been quite a few hem hem), the rooms are brightly lit to almost daylight levels.  In the movies, I’m constantly yelling at the screen for someone to hit a light switch.

No wonder they miss so many clues:  they can’t fucking see them.

And no wonder so many people are ditching Netflix, Prime et al., when so many movies are being made according to the Intangible / Unintelligible Sludge formula.