Zuckerberg’s company, Meta (formerly Facebook), announced it would lease offices in a massive new building in Austin, Texas.

Looks like we executed Timothy McVeigh too soon.

Do we really need that kind of company in Texas or, more to the point, hundreds of their insufferably-woke Gen Z employees to poison the voting pool?

If these little shits can ban someone from their poxy spy platform for calling Fauci an insufferable motherfucker, can we not ban them from Texas for meddling in elections?

Some good news, if it can be called that, is that they’ll be in downtown Austin, where the homeless encampments, needles in the streets and aggressive panhandlers should make them feel quite at home — as will the foul Green laws that govern life in Austin.

And the other “good” news:  at least Faecesbook is not moving to Plano.

And now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to look at real estate in western Montana/ Wyoming, just in case .

Train Smash Opportunities

As Britons finally begin to slip the surly bonds of lockdown and once again venture into the pleasures of public intoxication, I ask myself:  can Train Smashdom once again rear its wonderful… errr, head?

Apparently so.  And I would be remiss if I didn’t show at least a few of them.

What I like almost as much is that Stout Bulldogs were not going to let a little thing like icy temperatures or freezing rain prevent them from taking the grandchildren out for some fish ‘n chips:

Bravo, all of you.  Sadly, the restrictions were eased too late for us to enjoy the Train Smash Grand Prix — a.k.a. the Grand National at Aintree:

…but there’s always next year.

Them Vs. Me

Here’s a little graphic comparison (note the right-hand column, i.e.  my situation):

I trust this answers any questions.

Oh, and for Reichsgesundheitsabteilungführer  Fauci, yet again:


Fighting Wokedom

Here’s the story of the film so far.  (Have the barf bag ready, because it involves some fairly horrible characters.)

  • Duchess Caringslut appears on Oprah and says a whole bunch of ugly stuff about the British Royal Family (I know, I know, who cares, but stay with me for a moment).
  • Gasbag TV host Piers Morgan (a.k.a. the Worst Living Englishman) calls Caringslut out and says he doesn’t believe a word she said.
  • Morgan loses his job on TV breakfast show (quit, fired, whatever).
  • On some other crappy TV show, Ozzy’s wife Sharon (as though she doesn’t have enough problems) stands up for Morgan’s right to bloviate.

Here’s where it gets interesting.

Morgan got in trouble not because of his skepticism, but because he dared to say it about a (semi-) Person Of Color, i.e. Caringslut, who is also A Womyn and is therefore privileged because #BelieveAllWomen #BlackLivesMatter #EndRacismNow.  So by standing up for Morgan’s right to cast doubt upon Her Sainted Narrative, Sharon is threatened with termination from her (clearly lucrative) job on the stupid TV show in which she appears.

That’s the background.  Now for the fun part.

Sharon Osbourne is one of the toughest women in the world — I mean, married to Ozzy The Prince Of Darkness for four decades, Q.E.D.  So threatening Sharon’s livelihood is like poking a black mamba with a short stick:  fraught with peril for not much gain.

So what does Sharon do?  This:

Sharon Osbourne retains powerhouse LA law firm Eisner as she ‘demands millions’ to leave The Talk amid dispute over her defense of Piers Morgan

What she has done is put a price on wokedom — because at the end of it all, this is what the whole thing is about — and has shown that the best way to combat this bullshit is to make it really expensive to indulge in it.

Ditto, by the way, for state legislatures to withhold funding from public universities who trample all over their students’ civil rights just for being conservative, for example.

But the Caringslut / Piers Morgan / Sharon Osbourne thing is a lot more entertaining.  Even if they are all just a bunch of loathsome media assholes.

Postscript:  As it happens, Duchess Caringslut did tell at least one (so far) palpable lie to Oprah:  she claimed that she’d married Prince Ginger No-Nuts a few days before the actual Royal Wedding, when that wasn’t the case at all.  So on the principle that even a blind pig can find the occasional truffle, Piers Morgan was at least partially correct in his disbelief.  The first time he’s been right about anything in years.

Not At Any Price

Well, there ya go:

‘You couldn’t pay me enough!’ Sarah Jessica Parker asserts her no-nudity clause will remain in place for Sex And The City reboot

Sweetheart, you couldn’t pay me enough to look at anything you’ve got there.

And since when did she start looking like Barbra Streisand, anyway?

Binary Option

Here’s a situation worth reading about:

Ciara Nolan and Jean-Francois Bonnet found eight-year-old golden retriever Neesha near a summit in the Wicklow Mountains, Ireland, on February 6.
They wrapped the dog, who had been reported missing two weeks earlier, in a coat before Jean carried her on his back for six miles to reach level ground.

And a pic:


One of Neesha’s owners, Erina O’Shea Goetelen, said they had started to give up hope before Ciara and Jean stumbled across the pooch by chance.
After being reunited Erina took Neesha to the vets who said the family pet had lost a third of her body weight during the two weeks away from home.

But the dog will be fine.  Her rescuers?  Not so much:

After the video went viral a member of the public reported the couple for breaching non-essential travel rules, and the Gardai – Ireland’s police force – is now making enquiries.

…which brings us to the binary question alluded to in the title of this post.

For that “member of the public”:

Public flogging, or lifetime shunning?

Your choice in Comments.