“We no longer glorify heroic deeds, we glorify heroic suffering.” — Greg Cochran
Yup. To be a member of a “victimized” class (women, Blacks, LGBTOSHTFU, etc.) is the sine qua non of modern heroism. But the holder of a Medal of Honor or Victoria Cross? War criminal.
All of which reminds me: it’s Range Day at this address.
So one rancid Commie (Jewish) bitch femsplains how another rancid Commie (Muslim) bitch just hasn’t had a chance to “find out about American values” — despite the latter bitch having been in the country for TWENTY FUCKING YEARS. (Your Humble Narrator — also an immigrant — had been in the country for about twenty minutes before he got the picture. The only thing that puzzled him, and still does, is how any rancid Commies get elected to public office at all, but we can talk about that some other time.)
For the record, I will have been in the United States for thirty-two years come Memorial Day weekend. Other than the accent (which I have been unable to master), I’m about as American as any, and more so than a large number (e.g. the entire Democrat Congressional membership).
Folks, this isn’t difficult. When you move to another country, your duty is to adopt the ethos of the country in which you live. You don’t try to make your new country conform to your precepts. Once again, had I done that, I’d have been preaching apartheid as a valid political system for the U.S. (don’t go there).
The only parts of “American values” which I have been quite unable to understand, let alone conform to, are things like Velveeta, “lite” beer, “fast” foods and why it’s against the law to hang Socialists from lamp posts. That the disgusting Ilhan Omar can get elected despite all her manifest failings is part and parcel of the American tradition of political toleration, I suppose; but my calling her a rancid Commie bitch is likewise part and parcel of the American tradition of free speech. So there.
Here’s a story which provoked an instant RCOB from me:
A supermarket advert that was set to appear on the London Underground was rejected by rail bosses…
The poster, submitted by online food delivery company Farmdrop, featured a family gathered around a kitchen island with the tagline ‘fresher, fairer groceries delivered to your door’.
Here’s the ad’s pic. Try to spot why the thing was deemed offensive.
No, it wasn’t because one of the actors is a ginger. Here’s the actual reason the ad was rejected:
…because it contained bacon, butter, eggs and jam.
The only possible way I could have been more angered was if it was banned because it contains a picture of a chicken, and the vegans complained about that (I know, I shouldn’t give those poxy fuckers any ideas).
There’s only one remedy to overcome my rage at this point:
…and for the toast, some Irish butter and two of my favorite jams:
Bon appetit, y’all.
Then there’s this fearful nonsense:
[Tim Berners-Lee’s successor at CERN] Francois Fluckiger says privacy threats, fake news and online bullying threaten to turn the web into an uncontrollable force.
…and in other news, the descendants of Gutenberg’s printing press no longer print just Bibles.
The fact that some asshole even talks about “controlling” the web just makes me want to make this blog even more objectionable than it is. But I won’t, because I have standards. So here’s a simple and tasteful nature pic, instead.
Of course, it had to be a Swedish company which decided that government wasn’t enough, and that Something Had To Be Done:
Volvo will limit ALL of its cars to 112mph from next year in a bid to reduce the number of deaths caused by speeding
Of course, if anyone wants to drive fast and buys a Volvo, they’re fucking idiots.
Next up: Toyota’s Prius, because of this:
Vroom, vroom — or rather, Swooooshhhhhh!
I think I can safely say that all who visit this here back porch are in agreement that centralization of the governmental kind is generally meant to create efficiencies, but seldom does.
The same is true of pretty much any organization which is dealing solely with collecting and disbursing other people’s money — and here I’m turning my baleful gaze onto the cockroaches known as “international aid societies”, who can skim money out of donations better than any dairy can skim the cream off milk. And I have some support in this viewpoint, from the BritGov of all places:
Aid minister Penny Mordaunt has drawn up plans for the UK to take more control of how we help countries around the world.
The International Development Secretary has demanded a major overhaul so less of the UK’s £14.1billion aid budget is handed out through staff at international agencies.
She wants to use the cash to fund specific projects chosen by Britain with more oversight to make sure money is not wasted.
The proposal is part of this year’s comprehensive spending review, which will set the course of Government budgets for the next few years. Around a third (37 per cent) of the aid budget is currently spent as contributions to multilateral organisations, such as the International Monetary Fund, World Bank and European Commission.
Leaving aside the need for a minister for aid (the Brits love this Yes, Minister crap), what Mordaunt says is absolutely correct. For those who know not who she is, by the way, allow me to enlighten with a couple pics:
The Right Honorable Member from Portsmouth North sure makes a change from the dreary Socialist trolls who infest our body politic, doesn’t she? And she makes sense — an even bigger change.