I once had a Jewish girl friend who complained: “Oy, Judaism is such an inconvenient religion!” when she was really hungry one morning and I offered her (in jest) a ham-and-cheese sandwich (which she turned down, btw, “because that’s doubleplus-un-kosher, Kim” ).
She should thank her lucky stars she wasn’t a Muslim.
…what used to be known as “taking things to extremes.”
Whenever one is confronted with the random squiggles and daubs that are a feature of “modern” art, there is an irresistible impulse to say dismissively “Looks like something my kid could do”.
Because it’s true.
I defy anyone to argue otherwise when seeing this travesty in what is quite possibly the world’s most cultured city. (via Insty, thankee Sarah… I think)
Fucking hell.
Now here’s a study I can get behind:
Bad grammar is so maddening it activates the ‘fight or flight’ response within the human body
No prizes for guessing which one, in my case.
Instances of bad grammar can include mixing up tenses within a sentence, confusing the singular and plural, using a double negative or misusing a comma.
They explained that knowledge about a first language is largely implicit, as most people did not need to sit and study to learn their mother tongue.
And this could mean that our body reacts to bad grammar even if we cannot pinpoint exactly what is wrong within a sentence.
My problem is that I usually can pinpoint the mistake; and my response is
Grrr grrrr grrrrr…
…that I have this right. Below is the evil, awful 15-round magazine as made by Glock:
And then what seems to be acceptable to the gun-haters:
Did I get that right?
I’m pretty sure that it would only take me a couple seconds longer to fire off 16 rounds from two magazines than 15 rounds from one.
Is this really the hill they want to die on? Two seconds’ difference? (figuratively speaking, of course)
(Next thing, California is going to ban the carry of more than one magazine on one’s person — ugh, perhaps I should shut up and not give them ideas…)
And of course, those .45 John Moses Browning boolets are going to arrive on target with, shall we say, a tad more authority than that lil’ 9mm Europellet.
I’ll stick to my 1911 and Chip McCormick mags, thank you.
FFS:
Let’s not. Everyone in the world knows about fucking breast cancer. Stop clogging up my mailbox.
Also, it’s nearly the end of the month (October 24, when I received it), so you’re late (amongst all your other stupidities).
Here are some headlines, all talking about the same thing. See if you can guess what it is (no links):
Of course, there’s always someone who missed the memo:
Yeah, that makes sense: cutting production of gas-powered cars to concentrate on EVs… when all signs point to growing consumer rejection of the latter. Nice one, Ford:
…when you should, in the words of some famous guy, just keep on truckin’.
Without the Lightning.