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It’s Official: Uranus Smells Like Farts

Am I the only one in my spinning class at Equinox in Manhattan who’s fed up paying $200 every month for a gym with clean showers, $3,000 in rent every month for an apartment without cockroaches and $8 every morning for a cup of coffee? Am I the only one moving through the greater part of New York City boroughs and seeing an inexorable march of urban decay matched with the discomfort of crowding and inexplicable costs? I know I am not. The great exodus out of America blue cities

Penn State says wilderness is too risky for outdoors clubs

CULL THEM WITH NUNCHUKS AND FLAMETHROWERS! As I’ve been saying for a while, the only guaranteed solution to this problem of leftoid control of the command centers of America is a mass culling of them from the ranks of the media and, we may as well add, from Shillicon Valley technopolies. There really is no other solution. We won’t change their minds; we won’t convince them of mercy toward the dissident voices they censor and silence. We can only defeat them, totally, utterly, mercilessly, and run them out of power on a rail(car). It’s the only way to be sure. The Leftoid Infiltration Of Central Command Is Complete 

 The Worst People | The main issue in our politics is that our system attracts the worst people. It is nearly impossible to find an elected official who has ever done honest work. Most are phenomenally stupid, outside their reptilian ability to fool voters and cozy up to the billionaires that bankroll them.

Breakthrough Engine That Uses Gas and Diesel

After refusing the bathroom bruthas their bonding ritual, and after asking them to order something or relinquish their table (which they refused to do), the Starbucks manager called the cops, and a legend was born. The bathroom boys are now national heroes, their story told far and wide. After days of noisy protests and breathless media coverage, Starbucks CEO Kevin Johnson has not only apologized to the toilet twins, he’s also promised to close every Starbucks in the U.S. for one day next month so that the employees can be sent to diversity reeducation camp, where I’m assuming one of the lessons will be that there’s nothing at all odd about two grown men in sweatpants walking into a coffee shop without ordering anything and demanding to jointly go to the bathroom. Smearing the Smearers – Taki’s Magazine

Capacity crowds :    Vehicle plough-downs are like fender-benders, these days. They’re like bombing raids during a war, once you get used to them. They can’t hold people’s attention. We need bigger and bigger death-counts to keep ourselves amused. The media, earnestly trying to fulfill their mandate, can only hope for them.

Who cut (in) the cheese? The world’s oldest cheese was concealed on the bodies of 3,700-year-old Chinese mummies as an afterlife treat

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Carp Swimming Against a Waterfall, 1852

“Considered the last great master of the ukiyo-e genre (“pictures of the floating world”), the Japanese artist Utagawa Hiroshige (1797–1858) was a hugely influential figure, not only in his homeland but also on Western painting. Towards the end of the nineteenth century, as a part of the trend in “Japonism”, European artists such as Monet, Whistler, and Cézanne, looked to Hiroshige’s work for inspiration, and a certain Vincent van Gogh was known to paint copies of his prints.

“Hiroshige was born in 1797 to a samurai family in Edo (modern Tokyo). After his parents died, around the age of fourteen, Hiroshige began to take up painting and studied for several years under the artist Toyohiro. During this period he produced many works reflecting traditional ukiyo-e themes such as women and actors, but upon Toyohiro’s death in 1928 he underwent a pronounced shift to toward the landscapes for which he best known today, as well as bird and flower images. His most famous series include Famous Views of the Eastern Capital (1831), The Fifty-three Stations of the Tōkaidō (1833–1834), The Sixty-nine Stations of the Kisokaidō (1834–1842) and Thirty-six Views of Mount Fuji (1852–1858).

Unexpected Rainfall on the Big Bridge at Atake, 1857

“In 1856, around the age of 60, Hiroshige “retired from the world”, becoming a Buddhist monk. Two years later he passed away (during the great Edo cholera epidemic, though it’s not known if this was the cause of death) and was buried in a Zen temple in Asakusa. Just before his passing, he wrote the following poem:

I leave my brush in the East
And set forth on my journey.
I shall see the famous places in the Western Land.

Jumansubo Plain in Susaki near Fukagawa, 1857

Across his lifetime Hiroshige is thought to have produced a colossal 8000 prints,

More at The Public Domain Review

Many more can be found in the Digital collections at the Rijksmuseum

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“Rent A Minority” …. Because It’s Time

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Rent-A-Minority is a revolutionary new service designed for those oh-shit moments where you’ve realized your award show, corporate brochure, conference panel is entirely composed of white men. For, like, the fifth year in a row. Suddenly you’re being called out on Twitter and you need to look not-racist and not-misogynist fast. Actually doing something meaningful to disrupt institutional inequality would be way too much work; so why not just Rent-A-Minority instead?

We have a minority for every occasion. Whether it’s a tech conference panel, an awards show, an advert, or a business meeting, we will collaborate to find the right minority for you. All of our minorities have been vetted to ensure they are not “too black” or “too Muslim” or “too much of a Feminist.” We know how awkward that can be. Each minority comes with bespoke pricing based on a proprietary algorithm that analyzes current states of supply/demand and the Degree of Diversity (TM) intrinsic to the potential hire.






I DON’T KNOW ABOUT YOU, but I have a secret love for private emails so awful that they are copied anonymously about the Net that others may laugh and/or writhe at their innate cluelessness. It is an ancient, if not honorable, tradition and once involved flames, threats, and love notes rife with embarrassing details before people started being careful about those things.

The most recent missive to show up unbidden but cherished in my In-Box is a letter on “conflict” from a hapless and dickless dolt who has evidently been on a drip-feed of Political Correctness Kool-Aid for some decades now.

This is a letter that reveals a soul teetering on the edge of catastrophic mental collapse as the progressive bromides, solutions and blather of the last few decades of academe devolve into an ever-escalating Tourette’s episode from which there is no escape, only life in a strait-jacket and locked in a padded cells with hosts of fellow sufferers.

All of whom have mysteriously received tenure.

While there are many examples of the “The Manic Meltdown of the Liberal Mindset in the Post-Post-Modern World,” this one has it all; blatheration, obfuscation, estrogenation, and the “mind-forged manacles” of a philosophy that not only has no answer to the current era, but no chance of surviving it. It’s the kind of note that is probably read very slowly at the start of Terrorist Anonymous meetings right after “We admitted we were powerless over our desire to kill infidels” to much mirth and merriment just before coffee and cookies.

The full flavor of this letter comes out if you read it slowly and out loud to yourself. You could read it out loud to others, but I’ve tried that and found it causes them to set their hair on fire and run out of the room screaming, “I got the Fear! I got the Fear!”

Proceed at your own risk.

It is important for us to mend and move past the “otherisms” that fractionalize the center and cause pain.

“Otherisms” develop when we assign a less-than status to colleagues whose work and contributions differ from our own.

“Otherisms” abound in such words as “we” “they” “they make a big deal out of this”, “they won’t understand” etc. A powerful alternative to otherisms is the building of community and fellowships.

Bridge makers are those persons who refuse to perceive the other as less than and instead establish interrelationships and open channels of communication that engender appreciation and humility across what might otherwise be seen as unbridgeable divisions.

Empathy and respect for others is essential along with a commitment to nurturing relationships with individuals that honor the dignity of all, especially those who disagree with us. By fostering growth potential in individuals … that build upon interconnections that bolster the common cause, we achieve true effectiveness through connectedness and working together.

This welcomes a diversity of voices and resolves conflicts with humility. Each person has his or her own contribution and ways of working toward the common cause with no one less than or more than anyone else.

All of us are fallible human beings who have a large potential to grow and contribute. This bridge making serves to strengthen everyone’s contribution and pride and commitment that otherisms destroy.

When we approach others whose work, interests, and contributions differ from our own with an open, positive, and empathetic heart and mind, we see each person’s unique treasures and contributions more clearly.

A more inclusive vision promotes unity and paves the way for the richness of collegiality to be experienced by more persons than exclusivity.

Exclusivity promotes divisiveness, submission, control, manipulation, and domination.

I urge us to think about the whole and work together and examine openly and reflect how we might each be better bridgemakers and more effective in our mission to serve the center with humanity, humility, and utmost effectiveness.

Thank you for taking the time to read this and reflect upon becoming a bridge maker.

And thank you for sharing or, as my late father-in-law would say, “Putz.”


Let’s Review 67: Woke Bitches and Terror Vans

“Stay woke, bitches”

The social media platforms are now using sophisticated analytics to piece together the network of people they see as the enemy of their class. Of course, the increasingly bold and sophisticated efforts to wall off the public square from dissent is part of this larger project. This lets them coordinate their efforts to purge dissent from their platforms, without having to go to the trouble of finding violations. They are using the tools they developed for the Chinese Communists, against American dissidents.

How do a bunch of hunters in Wisconsin defeat a company of M1A2 Abrams tanks? They ambush the fuel and ammo trucks. Oh, and they wait until the gunner pops the hatch to take a leak and put a .30-06 round in his back from 300 meters. Then they disappear. What do the tanks do then? Go level the nearest town? Great. Now they just moved the needle in favor of the insurgents among the population. Pretty soon, they can’t be outside of their armored vehicles in public. Their forces are spending 90% of their efforts not on actual counter-insurgency operations but on force protection. Sure, they own their forward operating bases, and they own a few hundred meters around them wherever they happen to be standing at the moment, but the rest of the territory is bright red. As my recent novel illustrates, American guerillas with small arms are a deadly threat to the forces of a dictatorship.

How much smaller can airplane seats get? Okay, since you asked… let me introduce you to the Skyrider 2.0. It braces passengers and gives them something to lean against while they stand through the flight. I am not kidding.

New species of ‘exploding ants’ discovered in Southeast Asia

Now that all freeloaders know Starbucks’ new corporate policies, it’s important to spread the word that Starbucks is a public bathroom first and foremost. Once homeless people set up camp in there and a few junkies overdose and die on the toilet, will they rethink this policy? No, they will double down, dye their hair a new color and break out the megaphones.

There’s Evidence The Contraceptive Pill Could Change The Shape of Your Brain Scientists have previously shown that the pill can affect to whom a woman is attracted, and can halve the size of their ovaries. And in 2010, a team from Austria also found that the contraceptive pill could change the shape of the brain regions associated with learning, memory and emotion regulation. [click to continue…]


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Transcript follows:”We’re so self-important. So self-important. Everybody’s going to save something now. “Save the trees, save the bees, save the whales, save those snails.” And the greatest arrogance of all: save the planet! What? Are these fucking people kidding me? Save the planet, we don’t even know how to take care of ourselves yet. We haven’t learned how to care for one another, we’re gonna save the fucking planet?

“I’m getting tired of that shit. Tired of that shit. I’m tired of fucking Earth Day, I’m tired of these self-righteous environmentalists, these white, bourgeois liberals who think the only thing wrong with this country is there aren’t enough bicycle paths. People trying to make the world save for their Volvos. Besides, environmentalists don’t give a shit about the planet. They don’t care about the planet. Not in the abstract they don’t. Not in the abstract they don’t. You know what they’re interested in? A clean place to live. Their own habitat. They’re worried that some day in the future, they might be personally inconvenienced. Narrow, unenlightened self-interest doesn’t impress me.

“Besides, there is nothing wrong with the planet. Nothing wrong with the planet. The planet is fine. The PEOPLE are fucked. Difference. Difference. The planet is fine. Compared to the people, the planet is doing great. Been here four and a half billion years. Did you ever think about the arithmetic? The planet has been here four and a half billion years. We’ve been here, what, a hundred thousand? Maybe two hundred thousand? And we’ve only been engaged in heavy industry for a little over two hundred years. Two hundred years versus four and a half billion. And we have the CONCEIT to think that somehow we’re a threat? That somehow we’re gonna put in jeopardy this beautiful little blue-green ball that’s just a-floatin’ around the sun?
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Cars and streetcars and horses, oh my.


The Long Lost World of the Luxury Flying Boat These sleek, hulking seaplanes were the ultimate luxury– flying and floating five star hotels, roughly the size of a modern, commercial jet plane.

Giuliani: I’ve never seen a case with as much evidence as the one against Clinton I’ve prosecuted a lot of cases. I’ve never seen one with more evidence against Hillary and her whole band of co-conspirators. I see it as a racketeering case,” he said.

Vespa Revamp: Classic Scooter Brought up to Speed with Electric Redesign | The Vespampère is slim, light and stylish, recalling a vintage classic from 1948 with an electric motor and other contemporary technological tweaks to bring it in tune with the modern era. Among other neat twists, a mobile phone becomes an integrated component, effectively serving as the vehicle’s dashboard.

Would have gotten more time but the mitigating factor was the “magic”name “Crenshanda”: 911 operator who hung up on emergency calls is sentenced to jail  Crenshanda Williams, 44, was found guilty of interference with emergency telephone calls Wednesday after “systematically” hanging up the phone on residents of Harris County, KTRK reported. She was sentenced to 10 days in jail and 18 months probation.

Guns outlawed? Here comes the Diversity: One machete attack happens every 90 minutes on UK streets [click to continue…]


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“Hence will I drag thee headlong by the heels
Unto a dunghill which shall be thy grave,
And there cut off thy most ungracious head;
Which I will bear in triumph to the king,
Leaving thy trunk for crows to feed upon.”
Henry VI part 2

*BOING* Cuckoo, *BOING* Cuckoo, *BOING* Cuckoo……. ‘Forest bathing’ takes tree hugging to new extremes It’s a New Age thing in Sonoma County. Walking very slowly through the forest — while thinking about walking very slowly through the forest — is a full-blown movement. It could be a paradigm. The people who do this call it “forest bathing.” It doesn’t involve actual bathing, the kind with water. It’s figurative bathing. You soak in the wonders of the forest. Take your time, a whole lot of it. And bring a cushion. [click to continue…]


Who can count the dust of Jacob, and the number of the fourth part of Israel? Let me die the death of the righteous, and let my last end be like his! Numbers 23:10

“Take a stray path in these hills and you may find a grinning terrorist with a knife, or the young David pitting his slingshot against a lion or bear. This way the Maccabees rush ahead against the armies of a slave empire and this way a helicopter passes low overhead on the way to Gaza. Time is a fluid thing here. And what you remember; you shall find.

“The soldier is not so sacred as he once was. The journalist and the judge have taken his place. The actors sneer from their theaters. The politicians gobble their free food and babble of peace. Musicians sing shrilly of flowers in gun barrels and doves everywhere. But the soldier still stands where he must. The borders have shrunk. The old victories have been exchanged for diplomatic defeats. From the old strongholds come missiles and rockets. And children hide in bomb shelters waiting for the worst to pass. This is the doing of the journalist and the judge, the politician and the actor, the lions of literature who send autographed copies of their books to imprisoned terrorists and the grandchildren of great men who hire themselves on in service to the enemy.

“The man who serves is still sacred, but the temple of duty is desecrated more and more each year. Leftist academics dismiss the heroes of the past as myths or murderers. Their wives dress in black and harass soldiers at checkpoints, their children wrap their faces in Keffiyas and throw stones at them. Draft dodging, once a black mark of shame, has become a mark of pride among the left…..

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It was 50 years ago today.

[Delivered to a Conservative Association meeting in Birmingham on April 20 1968.]

“It almost passes belief that at this moment 20 or 30 additional immigrant children are arriving from overseas in Wolverhampton alone every week – and that means 15 or 20 additional families a decade or two hence. Those whom the gods wish to destroy, they first make mad. We must be mad, literally mad, as a nation to be permitting the annual inflow of some 50,000 dependants, who are for the most part the material of the future growth of the immigrant-descended population. It is like watching a nation busily engaged in heaping up its own funeral pyre. So insane are we that we actually permit unmarried persons to immigrate for the purpose of founding a family with spouses and fiancee whom they have never seen.
“There could be no grosser misconception of the realities than is entertained by those who vociferously demand legislation as they call it “against discrimination”, whether they be leader-writers of the same kidney and sometimes on the same newspapers which year after year in the 1930s tried to blind this country to the rising peril which confronted it, or archbishops who live in palaces, faring delicately with the bedclothes pulled right up over their heads. They have got it exactly and diametrically wrong.
“As I look ahead, I am filled with foreboding; like the Roman, I seem to see “the River Tiber foaming with much blood.”

“That tragic and intractable phenomenon which we watch with horror on the other side of the Atlantic but which there is interwoven with the history and existence of the States itself, is coming upon us here by our own volition and our own neglect. Indeed, it has all but come. In numerical terms, it will be of American proportions long before the end of the century.

“Only resolute and urgent action will avert it even now. Whether there will be the public will to demand and obtain that action, I do not know. All I know is that to see, and not to speak, would be the great betrayal.” Enoch Powell’s ‘Rivers of Blood’ speech

I see a bad moon a-rising
I see trouble on the way
I see earthquakes and lightnin’
I see bad times today

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Tammie Jo Shults, who landed crippled Southwest plane, was one of first female fighter pilots in U.S. Navy The pilot who coolly landed a crippled Southwest Airlines plane after a blown engine sent shrapnel through one of the jet’s windows midflight has gone against the odds before.  Tammie Jo Shults wasted no time rapidly lowering the plane toward safety when chaos broke out shortly after takeoff Tuesday from New York — maintaining her composure even as passengers reported from the cabin that a woman had been partly sucked out of a shattered window. “We have part of the aircraft missing, so we’re going to need to slow down a bit,” Shults is heard calmly telling air traffic controllers in audio transmissions after reporting the aircraft’s engine failure.

“Sitting in the captain’s chair gives me the opportunity to witness for Christ on every flight.”


Is it fair for man’s entire life and career to be summed up in one image taken in his drooling and decrepit dotage ? Why, in this case, yes it is!
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