News Roundup

There’s no time for self-pleasuring or any of that nonsense, darling;  it’s
time.


...keyword:  “if”.  And “if” I win the lottery, there will be a huge increase in the number of “climate scientists” murdered by contract killers.


...I’m so old, I thought that the Nimbus was a broom model used by witches and wizards to avoid traffic jams.


...ahem:

But enough panic.  Let’s get busy with the important stuff, like Sex News.


...in the good old mid-20th century days, this was known as “Kraft durch Freude”.

In :


...a.k.a. stopping the Global Cooling Climate Warming Change© insanity from screwing up an entire state.

From the Dept. of Tourism:


...as had the Titanic.

In our new Riots & Mayhem Dept.:


...pity the fools.  My only problem is that the TexGov has pre-emptively mobilized the Guard, thus depriving me of some potential sporting activity.


...that bad apple hasn’t fallen far from the poisonous tree, huh?


...wait a minute:  how can the rioting / burning cars thing be happening in Britishland, too?  They’re not deporting anyone.


...that’s because the Irish Gummint isn’t deporting anyone either.

And in Global Jew-Hate News:


...took them long enough.  Even Egypt recognizes that the MuBros are a bunch of filthy terrorists.

And in an opposite move:


...too bad all those old Nazi refugees are long dead, because it would have been so much fun to watch their anti-Semitic asses do an Eichmann at the end of a rope.



From the Education Dept.:


...and apparently the bonkee is “depressed and lacking self-worth” as a result of her counseling.  JHC, what a precious little snowflake.

And now we look once again at linkless   

    

Once more down :

...because one week, you’re in — and the next week, you’re out:


...in-out-in-out:  I have no idea what that means, except that she’s not bad for a semi-centenarian.

Which makes it a good time to end this silliness.

Endless Capitalist Fun

I’ve had quite a lot of fun with the Monopoly board game on this here website over the years.  In case you’re new to this back porch, or your brain is as old-fartish as mine, see here for an explanation of Poor Man’s Monopoly, here for Feministical Monopoly, here for some updated Chance / Commmunity Chest cards, and of course we have our old favorite, Black Monopoly:

Now we have this kind of Monopoly:

Going back to the original Monopoly for a moment, we now discover this seldom-exercised yet official rule:

“Whenever a player lands on an un-owned [vacant] property he may buy that property from the Bank at its printed price. If he does not wish to buy the property it is sold at auction by the Banker to the highest bidder.”

I’m interested in the terminology “…it is sold at auction” — it doesn’t say “can be sold”.

Does this mean that the auction is mandatory?

I invite the Powdered Wigsters among my Readers to debate the jots and tittles, in Comments.

I Surrender

I think it was William F. Suckley who characterized conservatives (people who want to conserve what’s right and what worked well in the past) as someone standing athwort the Tide of history, shouting “Pop!”

Imagine if you were Horace standing proud at the bridge outside Home, trying single-handedly to stop the Geordies from crossing a bridge so that the defenders could use the time to mount a fence — only to discover that instead of doing that, the inhabitants of Gnome were having a party and putting lipstick on their wives, sisters, daughters and preteen sons so that they’d be more attractive to the invaders.

Well, that’s how I feel in my struggle to preserve grammar standards nowadays.  What’s the point of running over a speed bump and complaining about how much it affects your reading pleasure, when the people who let the speed bumps fall off the back of the truck a) don’t care and b) are too busy heading off to their next big adventure of launching a podcast or showing their tits on Tuk Tuk to worry about some old geyser mouthing off about their shitty speling?

Even better when the Artificial so-called Intelligence can write a better sentence than the aforementioned scribes anyway, so they don’t have to bother creating anything at all?

There’s no point in trying to make the written word, you know, comprehensible when all your efforts are greeted with indifference or worse, a patronizing pat on the head with “There, there, Gramps.  Go take a pill and listen to your old unremastered non-autotuned Beetles songs.”  (unspoken:  just kill yourself you old fart, because why would you waste your time on such irrelevant activity when you could be a “content creator” on Instagram which you don’t subscribe to anyway.)

So that’s it:  I quit.  No more speed bump posts, no more kvetching about spelling errors, illiteracy, ahistorical writing or any of the multitude of sins which have infected modern writing like a malignant tumor.

I’m going back to the old standards:  guns, cars, booze, women and political rants, in no specific order of preference.  And if in my reading I encounter godawful spelling errors, dangling participles and misplaced commas (to name but a few), I’ll just ignore them and carry on — because that seems to be the current way of doing things.  Standards?  Who needs them?

And who am I to be the one not keeping up with modernity and trends?

So, for the last time:

News Roundup

More on that topic later.  In the meantime:


...note appearance of weasel word “could”.  Actually, the risk is infinitesimal, even if you’re taking SSRIs or the others mentioned. So have that second cup, with my blessing.


...hence the expression:  “To lie like a Clinton.”

Some good news for a change:


...oh yeah, baby.


...please Sir, may I have some more?


...oh thank you, Sir.


...wheeeeee!



...so arrest all these protesters, and if there are any illegal aliens among them (or Canadians for that matter), deport them too.


...not that anyone other than CNN cares what you think, McCabe, but if it makes you feel any better, we can charge his terrorist ass with mass murder together with hatecrime (which carries the death penalty #TimMcVeigh).

In Constitutional News:


...well done, Yeronner.  Now, if you can just persuade the other assholes among the Supremes (e.g. that little fart Roberts) to vote the way you do...

Some Economics News:


...yeah, well I’m waiting to see similar-sized price drops in meat, butter, bread, gasoline and electricity before I start handing out medals and bouquets.

In Entertainment News:


...I just hope that the involuntary retirees include some of the LGBTQSTFU persuasion because #Equity, but I’m not holding my breath.

Also:


...say it ain’t so, Mary Lou.

And in the Africa Wins Again category:


...it was only a question of time.

And in the usual unlinked dross known as 

  

And going back to our kind sponsor’s message:


...I have inexcusably not reported on the lovely Kelly or her “melons” (anagram alert) for some time, so I’ll make up for it now:

Only a week of love?  That guinea husband of hers needs a good smack.

And when she decides to dress it up a little:

And on that bountiful note, we can end this Roundup.