WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Strange Daze: “Sometimes individuals just do evil things.”
byVanderleunonDecember 16, 2021
Alleged Chinatown murderer was the prime suspect in a shooting last year, prosecutors said, but he was never charged Ortiz, citing Joyner’s “cooperative” demeanor with police, released him on his own recognizance. She did tell him to surrender his guns, ammo, and permits to CPD within 24 hours of his release. Joyner pleaded guilty to the misdemeanor on October 28 in exchange for a sentence of two days in jail — time he already served after his arrest, according to court records. He was allegedly still carrying his revoked Firearm Owners ID card when police arrested him for killing 71-year-old Woom Sing Tse in cold blood on Tuesday afternoon.
Security camera footage showed Joyner pointing a gun with an extended magazine out of his driver’s window and firing seven rounds at Tse, who was walking to buy a newspaper around 12:30 p.m., Assistant State’s Attorney James Murphy said. Joyner pulled his car closer to Tse, then fired six more shots as Tse covered his head and ears, then fell to the ground, according to Murphy.
Video shows Joyner getting out of his car and calmly walking over to the fallen Tse who was yelling from the ground, Murphy said. Joyner allegedly fired eight more shots at close range before returning to his car and driving away.
Murphy said that Tse died from gunshot wounds to his forehead, the top of his head, his hip, the back of his neck, and his right temple. The veteran prosecutor offered no motive for the killing except to say, “sometimes individuals just do evil things.”
— 16th & 17th District Chicago Police Scanner (@CPD1617Scanner) December 8, 2021
The Creativity Vacuum You were an American, and so you created like an American, which is to say that you said “fuck it” and made whatever the hell you wanted, damn the critics and the consequences. This new creative American scene mostly exists on Twitter and on the podcast circuit, completely disconnected from the major institutions that provide not only funding, but cultural cache. Most of the writers and artists in this scene, artistic outsiders by nature, would be open to the idea of publishing in a right-leaning outlet if it existed, but the fact that the institutional Right hasn’t conceived of such a space, epitomizes its absolute creative and artistic bankruptcy.
Oh – Vivienne! Was there ever such a torture sincelife began! – to bear her on one’s shoulders, biting, wriggling, raving, scratching, unwholesome, powdered, insane, yet sane to the point of insanity, reading his letters, thrusting herself on us, coming in wavering trembling … This bag of ferrets is what Tom [Eliot] wears round his neck. – Virginia Woolf on T.S. Eliot’s first wife, Vivienne.
Rittenhouse Says ‘F— You’, LeBron Immediately Falls To Ground | Ahhhh!” James cried when he saw the video, dropping to the ground in apparent pain and suffering. “O the pain! O the suffering! The agony!” He rolled around for several minutes, grasping his ankle. “Call an ambulance! I am literally dying! I legally died several minutes ago!”
It’s Time To Panic: Here’s Everything You Need To Know About Omicron | Has killed far fewer people than Democrats’ lockdown policies so far. There has been far less panic around Omicron than the government was hoping for, so they’re pushing up the release schedule of the Pi variant to early 2022. Pfizer has said their vaccine works against Omicron. In other news, Apple has announced that the iPhone 13 may also provide some protection against the variant, if purchased new and at full price. Omicron is far worse than other variants, unless you count deadliness, contagiousness, and severity of symptoms.
The Creativity Vacuum If the Right focuses on embracing writers and artists with classically American sensibilities instead of merely rejecting wokeness, it will attract top-tier thinkers whose main concern is the freedom to produce and create content without the cultural commissars breathing down their necks. It must be made clear, however, that the bow-tied number crunchers will not be the new commissars. Writers and artists must be allowed to create freely, which is to say that they will certainly produce work that will occasionally offend the sensibilities of the right-wing intelligentsia.
PSA: It’s 2021. Anytime someone tells you that a noose was used in an attack, there is a virtual 100% chance they are lying.
The smart-phone generation which brought us 327 make-believe genders, really doesn’t practice ancient, noose-tying skills in their off time. https://t.co/YQrCxS1bBQ
Did women in academia cause wokeness? So, why would the influx of women into academia have contributed to its leftward shift, and to the rise of woke activism in particular? As the psychologist Cory Clarknotes, women are consistently less supportive of free speech than men, and consistently more supportive of censorship. Compared to men, they’ve more likely to say: that hate speech is violence; that it’s acceptable to shout down a speaker; that controversial scientific findings should be censored; that people need to be more careful about the language they use; and that it should be illegal to say offensive things about minorities.
Mme Scherzo – “The day when God is absent, when He is silent —… — that is the beginning of prayer. Not when we have a lot to say, but when we say to God ‘I can’t live without You. Why are You so cruel, so silent?’ This knowledge that we must find or die — that makes us break through to the place where we are in the Presence. If we listen to what our hearts know of love and longing and are never afraid of despair, we find that victory is always there on the other side of it.”
War is Peace.
Freedom is Slavery.
Ignorance is Strength.
The Penised Individual Who Raped You Is a Woman.https://t.co/SyxFnnboM1
How Activist Teachers Recruit Kids – by Abigail ShrierMiddle school kids, apparently, did not have endless interest in sitting around with their teachers during lunch discussing their sexual orientations and gender identities. “So we started to brainstorm at the end of the 2020 school year, what are we going to do? We got to see some kids in-person at the end of last year, not many but a few. So we started to try and identify kids. When we were doing our virtual learning – we totally stalked what they were doing on Google, when they weren’t doing school work. One of them was googling ‘Trans Day of Visibility.’ And we’re like, ‘Check.’ We’re going to invite that kid when we get back on campus. Whenever they follow the Google Doodle links or whatever, right, we make note of those kids and the things that they bring up with each other in chats or email or whatever,” Baraki can be heard to say. Beyond electronic surveillance of kids’ internet use, “we use our observations of kids in the classroom—conversations that we hear—to personally invite students. Because that’s really the way we kinda get the bodies in the door. Right? They need sort of a little bit of an invitation,” Baraki says in the clip.
New Zealand says indigenous ‘ways of knowing’ are equal to modern science For those paying attention, the educators who guide California teachers in the creation of middle school LGBTQ clubs asserted the following: they struggle to maintain student participation in the clubs; many parents oppose the clubs; teachers surveil students electronically to ferret out students who might be interested, after which the identified student is recruited to the club via a personal invitation.
“I’m the teacher who runs our morning announcements,” Caldeira can be heard to volunteer. “That’s another type of strategy I can give you. I’m the one who controls the messaging. Everybody says, ‘Oh, Ms. Caldeira, you’re so sweet, you volunteered to do that.’ Of course I’m so sweet that I volunteered to do that. Because then I control the information that goes home. And for the first time, this year, students have been allowed to put openly LGBT content into our morning announcement slides.”
Caldeira gushes about the student “team” she assembled to help with the announcements: “Three of the kids on the team, two of them are non-binary, and the other one is just very fluid in every way—she’s fabulous. So it’s actually a nice group. And the principal, she may flinch, but she [flinches] privately.”The Kids Are All Right — Bill Whittle shows you where the fight is
A look back: on desperately wanting to elect Joe Biden – The New Neo That carefully-cultivated “state of anguish” – a sort of delusional hysteria – was not just important to a 2020 victory for the Democrats; it was necessary, and they knew it. For the rest of us, on the outside looking in, it was a lesson in how Orwell wasn’t far off when he described the Two Minutes Hate and its unifying effects, and how something somewhat similar could be employed to influence and guide a modern voting public, and people who consider themselves intelligent and sophisticated.
‘It is a celebration of my body!’ Meet the people who had their first tattoo after 60 | Tattoos | The Guardian For many older people, tattoos came with baggage. Now, social mores have changed and for those in their 60s, 70s and 80s: “The stigma associated with prisoners’ tattoos, or sailors or misfits getting them, has disappeared,” says Louise Krystahl, a tattoo artist. That may be why she now gets a lot of clients over the age of 60, who feel ready for their first tattoo at her studio, Inkscape, in Bexhill-on-Sea. She once tattooed a ladybird on the wrist of a woman in her 80s.
“For older people, it’s usually a sentimental reason, not just that they fancy a butterfly,” says Krystahl. “Some of them have a new lease of life, or want to tick it off their bucket list.” The pandemic, she says, may have spurred on others: “I think people are doing stuff they have thought about for a long time and it has given them the impetus.”
MURDER BY COMMUNISM As a government’s power is more unrestrained, as its power reaches into all the corners of culture and society, and as it is less democratic, then the more likely it is to kill its own citizens. There is more than a correlation here. As totalitarian power increases, democide multiplies until it curves sharply upward when totalitarianism is near absolute. As a governing elite has the power to do whatever it wants, whether to satisfy its most personal desires, to pursue what it believes is right and true, it may do so whatever the cost in lives. In this case power is the necessary condition for mass murder. Once an elite have it, other causes and conditions can operated to bring about the immediate genocide, terrorism, massacres, or whatever killing an elite feels is warranted.
Finally, at the extreme of totalitarian power we have the greatest extreme of democide. Communist governments have almost without exception wielded the most absolute power and their greatest killing (such as during Stalin’s reign or the height of Mao’s power) has taken place when they have been in their own history most totalitarian. As most communist governments underwent increasing liberalization and a loosening of centralized power in the 1960s through the 1980s, the pace of killing dropped off sharply.
Communism has been the greatest social engineering experiment we have ever seen. It failed utterly and in doing so it killed over 100,000,000 men, women, and children, not to mention the near 30,000,000 of its subjects that died in its often aggressive wars and the rebellions it provoked. But there is a larger lesson to be learned from this horrendous sacrifice to one ideology. That is that no one can be trusted with power. The more power the center has to impose the beliefs of an ideological or religious elite or impose the whims of a dictator, the more likely human lives are to be sacrificed.
This teacher reportedly also used these learning materials containing graphic content pic.twitter.com/hOw8pDCOhP
Gerard, not to instruct you on how you should run your blog, but, you should almost swap this Strange Daze post, with the Hallelujah post, so that the Hallelujah post is at the top for the close of the day as a mind and soul cleanser.
VanderleunDecember 16, 2021, 2:48 PM
You are right , John. Done.
VanderleunDecember 16, 2021, 2:49 PM
And speaking of John Donne
Holy Sonnets: Batter my heart, three-person’d God
BY JOHN DONNE
Batter my heart, three-person’d God, for you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp’d town to another due,
Labor to admit you, but oh, to no end;
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captiv’d, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be lov’d fain,
But am betroth’d unto your enemy;
Divorce me, untie or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
ghostsniperDecember 16, 2021, 2:47 PM
“Don’t take that tone with me!”
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Common LIEberal diffuser.
It 2 does things at the same time.
It changes the subject AND it puts the other person on the defensive.
The natural response is an abrupt crack across the yap.
Which also does 2 things at the same time.
Don’t ever do that shit again. Ever.
Creativity vacuum? Rather than right leaning outlets I’d like to see more shops selling/pushing works based on the merit, content, quality rather than the authors or makers right or wrong leanings.
A lot of authors, especially in the sci-fi/fantasy field, have moved away from major publishing houses and consider them self Indies, independents. Problem is the great majority of them publish through Amazon. Understand I’m not faulting them, you write for a living, you gotta go where the money is. However if Amazon’s your only outlet your livelihood can disappear in the blink of an eye at the whim of the powers.
Yes, we most definitely need new and better marketplaces, open markets, not right or wrong wing markets.
ghostsniperDecember 16, 2021, 5:48 PM
Ask somebody:
“If you were paid 100% more for your work, would the quality of your work improve 100%?”
If they reply in the affirmative ask them, “Describe how you would improve the quality of your work 100%.”
I bet 99% of those asked wouldn’t be able to answer.
Casey KlahnDecember 16, 2021, 7:52 PM
The one sure way to improve one’s work by 100%, is to throw out the worst half of it. There, I just doubled the quality of anyone’s work.
I have always enjoyed photography, taking and showing my photos.
Some people have told me I’m a good photographer and ask me how I got to be such a good photographer. When truthful I reply, “I take lots of photos”, “But I only show you the good ones”.
Up until the start of the Bad China Cold sillyness, we had an April Bad Art Burning Party, every year. A tradition we got from a classically trained Russian artist that moved here. You’d take your past years works that didn’t work, explain way they didn’t work and toss them on the fire. We all gained perspective from those self critiques.
That wonderful quote from Jewel’s blog comes from a lovely book I just finished re-reading last week, Beginning to Pray by Anthony Bloom. I mention it only because the whole thing is worth reading, and I’d be very surprised indeed if she had not read it herself and perhaps hoped that others might, as well.
Creativity Vacuum-
Love him, or hate him, Vox Day is taking a stand, and building a platform for non-woke artists. I’ve bought a few sci-fi books from Castalia, and (guilty confession, here) I’ve been following several stories on the Arkhaven comics site. My current favorite over there is “Something Big”. It’s a UFO story, but nothing at all like what you’d expect. “Avalon” is good, too.
I read Vox daily, and have grown immune to his arrogance and condescension. He reminds me of a precocious schoolboy. But his writing on China is smarmy, treasonous and more than a little creepy. I can almost see him rubbing his hands gleefully at an American defeat at the hands of the Chinese. He performs for China what Monica performed for Bill. If he took money from China his writing would not need to change at all.
gwbnycDecember 16, 2021, 5:21 PM
my favorite “join the white rose” sticker, covering another “join the white rose” sticker that was defaced-
that’s an NYC parking permit meter.
ghostsniperDecember 16, 2021, 5:54 PM
I called that number (area code 212) and a lady named Oscar answered. She thought I was calling about the toaster oven she was selling on craigslist.
gwbnycDecember 16, 2021, 6:50 PM
uh, Oscar mentioned on craigslist there was a bit more to the conversation.
ghostsniperDecember 16, 2021, 7:05 PM
A lie of omission is still a lie?
ZaphodDecember 16, 2021, 10:02 PM
Talk about Humongous Effing Great Beam in yer eye, Virginia Woof!
ZaphodDecember 16, 2021, 10:04 PM
Serendipitous Typo if ever there was one.
They did make a pretty good movie out of Mrs Dalloway.
So the “alleged” Chinatown murderer was also a prime suspect in a shooting last year. But of course, because the “alleged” perp is of the negro persuasion he walked. So what we have here is a multi-tiered legal system—and hold on because it is complicated.
1. If you are black, you are innocent until proven innocent.
2. If you are white, you are guilty until proven guilty.
3. If you are white but vaccinated, you are not so guilty until proven guilty.
4. If you are white but unvaccinated, you are even more guilty before proven guilty.
5. If you are an illegal alien, you are free to break every law in the US—no questions asked.
6. If you are an Asian accused of a crime, and the jury is black, you are guilty.
7. If you are a sodomite, you are always innocent.
8. If you are transgender, you are always innocent.
9. If you are a Christian of any color, you are a racist—and you are guilty.
Got it?
So horsey-faced Virginia Woolf did not like T. S. Eliot’s wife Vivienne Haigh-Wood. And did Woolf have some words for the unfortunate Vivienne! Which proves two things:
1. Unattractive females hate attractive females.
2. Females can be unspeakably cruel to each other, much more so than males can be toward each other.
Rittenhouse should challenge James to a writing contest. The rules would be simple: Each of them has five minutes to write one coherent paragraph in standard English. Kyle for the win. Ok, let’s give James ten minutes. Kyle for the win. How about 30 minutes for James? Kyle for the win. “Dat not fair! Dat wassis!” would scream LeBron’s supporters, because English is a white language of oppression. Ok then. Change the Language to Swahili. Kyle for the win.
Casey KlahnDecember 17, 2021, 7:56 AM
I believe you’ve written an epic post with these lists. They are dead true (until the counter-revolution, when all non-counter-revolutionsits will be guilty).
Literally EVERY schoolhouse in these United States is proof positive regarding the cruelty of pack girls towards their fellow girl students. Fucking gladiators, trained by television shows.
My daughter came home, 2002;4 , kept telling me she was being assaulted by a small group of girls at her high school. After multiple complaints to her HS principal, an old friend of ours, nada!
The bullying continued. My daughter received boxing, street fighting lessons from dear old dad, heavy bag, lot of knee kicks, and groin kicks. Yes it is amazing how fast a “ snatch kick” will drop a girl. I use to train daily on the heavy bag, for work. No sense throwing a punch if it counts for nothing.
Sure as shit a month later I’m awoke after the mid shift, after the phone rang, the principle demanding I come pick up my daughter, who by the way was her senior class president, and a straight A student.
When I arrive I start laughing, blonde and black hair by the hand full adorn the schools floor, blood shoes and pieces of clothing. The principal, Rod met me and with urgency walked me to the office. To late I’d already seen the evidence.
Rod was pissed, how could his senior class President assault and hurt three fellow senior classmates.
My daughter asked to speak with me privately to update me on what happened. And I laughed my ass off, I was proud of my 5.2 100 pound daughter, she had kicked the shit out of her tormentors. I mean she went all kung fu on em!
I watched the fight on the hall cameras. All with a shit eating grin on my face. Our friend Rod tells me I’ve got to take this serious!.
And I get serious, telling Rod, it’s pretty evident you sir didn’t take it serious did you Rod. My wife and me have both personally contacted you multiple times regarding our daughter being assaulted, you did fuck all.
Dirk, you taught her to street fight, why. Come on Lauren we’re leaving, Rod she will be back tomorrow, if this happens again, she will respond. “ In the state of Oregon two or more persons assaulting another IS felony assault”.
And rod I’ll need a copy of the hallway tape, if you want, I’ll have my wife file the assault charges with the sheriff and grab the tape via the courts. This is far from over.
Gotta tell you my daughter went all mad max, smashed girl1 in the bridge of her nose with her history book, shattered her nose instant massive blood, second gal, got a frontal knee kick with cowboy boots, and a smack hard on her ear, seems to have rang her bell! She’s down, girl three flees, my daughter hanging on her like a cheap cape, beating the shit out of her, screaming in anger. That poor girl had globs and globs of hair missing.
She reported that Lauren bit her ear in half, zero evidence. Anyway at home our daughter tells us she had had it, just went nuts.
So the next morning, I drive Lauren to school, as we’re walking up to the front of the school theirs gotta be 100/150 students present, as she walks up the students give her a standing ovation, cheering her, thanking her for fixing the problem. High fives, cat calls, the works!
I look into Rods office and he the VP, athletic coach’s and a few teachers are all laughing. As we walk into the office, rods still smiling. Apologizes for his actions yesterday. Lauren was called “ Rocky” by students and staff the rest of the academic year.
At graduation the principle called Lauren Rocky as she provided the commencement/ graduation speech. “2003”.
An ironic twist, soon after this fight,,,,she and the three girls became good friends, to this day. All are married with children all three are outstanding moms, and two are now teachers. In fact they heavily encourage Lauren to return to college for her masters in Education. Last year was her first year as a licensed school teacher.
We are proud of all four of em. Just wish we had a copy of the fight tape.
Isn’t it interesting that life’s order is sometimes defined by split second choices. In this case young girls defined by to much makeup, and hair jel, are in a second educated, make the right choice to join society and contribute positively! I’ll bet most here have a similar event in there lives,,,,, a defining moment.
Life Is The Lesson.
Dirk
Lauren had never been in a fight, after this “lil dust up” has never been in another.
Dad of the Year. Daughter of the Year. Story of the Year. Life lessons taught by punching, kicking, smashing and generally beating the shit out of tormentors. Everyone learned. The hard way. The only way.
Who says violence never solves anything? Usually it solves everything.
Mike SeyleDecember 17, 2021, 2:48 PM
And this is why we come here. Gerard starts it, and the commenters carry it on.
Amazing , yes? Sometimes I get the feeling that Gerard posts something to get his commenters all riled up, and then he sits back, pours himself a whiskey and watches the fireworks.
You know, Dirk, this has been an usually fine day for me here in So Cal. Your story just made it better. Despite all the BS, life is Good.
JWM
Steve in GreensboroDecember 17, 2021, 6:29 AM
“Sometimes individuals just do evil things.”
When I was young and naive, I thought there was no Devil, that evil was done by people who had turned away from the light of God.
Now that I am older, I think that I was naive about this, as I was about many things. There must be a Devil to lead men to do the horribly destructive evil we see them do all around us, every day.
Baudelaire said something like “the greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn’t exist” except he said it in French.
Daniel K DayDecember 17, 2021, 10:13 AM
“they’re pushing up the release schedule of the Pi variant to early 2022”
Not too early, I hope. You know the date I’m thinking of.
nunnya bidnez, jrDecember 17, 2021, 7:14 PM
Pi?
3.14
March 14th, yes?
Beware the pi’s of March.
Casey KlahnDecember 17, 2021, 12:00 PM
One can have immaculate, diamond sharp skills, and one can be as knowledgable as Einstein and Hawking put together, but if you don’t say “fuck it!” and hoist the pirate flag of creativity, you will not change the world. Civilization moves forward with the initiative of the outcasts and the rebels. Innovation is not skill, precision, popularity, correct syntax, voted upon, nor normal! Vincent van Gogh said that normality is a paved road, but no flowers grow on it.
Break some rules, break some China crockery, offend some people, and for God’s sake, fail once in awhile.
Mike SeyleDecember 17, 2021, 12:34 PM
Thanks for that, Casey. Good stuff. Especially liked the clipped van Gogh statement.
Yep. I knew this guy in college. Astonishingly intelligent and crazy funny. The stories he would tell of his time in India living on 3o cents a day and not showering for months at a time. Epic! But…when I asked him what he wanted to do after graduating with his History degree, without skipping a beat he said, “Get a job at a public school as a janitor. Retire after 25 years.” And that’s exactly what he did. No drive. No ambition. No hoisting of a pirate’s flag for him. He was happy and content just to sink to the lowest common denominator and remain there. What a waste.
He could have looked to the Heavens and seen the stars. Instead he busied himself with brooms, mops and cleaning supplies. Forever.
Actually, I worked in janitorial part-time while in Grad School. Had to eat after all. Sponging off girlfriends only went so far. I never considered that work—however necessary—to be an end point, only a means to get another degree and to enable me to head back to my beloved jungles south of the Rio Grande.
And true that: All work is honorable if done honorably.
As for my hipster friend—a perfect adjective for him—he would have been 55 at retirement, which would have been in 2015. I have no idea what he’s up to these days. Maybe he’s back in India, avoiding showering and living the high life.
I spent a decade teaching in the city, and more than a decade pushing broom in a suburban elementary school. With my temperament, I was much better off on the night shift, and I actually enjoy the work, hard and dirty as it is. I had it good at that last job: no supervisor, no time clock. I even set my own hours at the school. I was on my own working alone in the dark.
And, truth to tell, I could give you some some sad stories, and write a long list of “injustices”, that I put up with at that last gig. Doesn’t matter, now, and I don’t hold resentments. I look back at that last ten years as some of the best times in my life.
I got your back, jwm. I worked the night shift as security for campus housing 1985 – 1986. The things I saw in the early morning hours. A amalgam of Porn Hub, Forensic Files, Saturday Night Fever and COPS.
Since we are all adults, here, and this event happened back in ’75, or’76, I’ll allow that the statute of limitations has expired on this nonsense.
I was twenty three, give or take. Working the swing shift at the Jr. high let me surf seven days a week while school was in session. George was the other night guy for a while. He was kind of a goofball, and he didn’t last long with the district.
Friday night, a little after 11:00 George and I had the plant buttoned up, and we went out to the patio behind the faculty lounge to smoke a couple joints. I remember getting very stoned.
We left the patio, walked out into the hallway, and stopped flat in our tracks. There was something long, slender, and pale laid out across the hallway. We both had the same horrified thought: “It’s a dead chick.”
We ran up to the figure lying in the hallway.
It wasn’t a dead chick.
It was a live, skinny teenage kid, buck naked except for a pair of gym socks.
He had just finished masturbating, erect phallus still in his hand, and mess all over his belly.
I was- well, stunned.
“uh, kid I think you better go home.”
The kid’s eyes came into focus. He slowly stood up, staggering a little, and then seemed to come awake all at once. He sprinted off so damn fast it seemed as if he just vanished.
Well, George and I found ourselves in an odd situation. We were creeped out as all hell. We knew we oughta’ call the cops, but we were both reeking like a weed factory. And would the cops even believe us?
Freakin’ George called them. And we had to wait.
But that was the end of it. The cops took our story, and drove off.
Damn. Ok then. Well…A friend of mine on the same night shift got a call at 2 AM from a girl student who shared a housing unit with one of his ex-girlfriends. The girl said she need security to come up to the apartment. When he got there he found the girl who had called in to security—she was 18—stark naked on her bed, legs akimbo and begging him to…well, take care of her. His ex was laying on the next bed, naked and smiling.
Of course there was booze involved. Of course the cops were not called. Of course everyone had…a memorable experience.
To both, I’m smiling gleefully. I only had sex twice, married Boof em! Wore the first bitch out! No idea what it’s got to do,with either awesome story!
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Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.
Duty, Beauty, Liberty, Country, Honor, Family, Faith — Plus a few simple easy to follow rules for guys
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
Alleged Chinatown murderer was the prime suspect in a shooting last year, prosecutors said, but he was never charged Ortiz, citing Joyner’s “cooperative” demeanor with police, released him on his own recognizance. She did tell him to surrender his guns, ammo, and permits to CPD within 24 hours of his release. Joyner pleaded guilty to the misdemeanor on October 28 in exchange for a sentence of two days in jail — time he already served after his arrest, according to court records. He was allegedly still carrying his revoked Firearm Owners ID card when police arrested him for killing 71-year-old Woom Sing Tse in cold blood on Tuesday afternoon.
Oh – Vivienne! Was there ever such a torture since life began! – to bear her on one’s shoulders, biting, wriggling, raving, scratching, unwholesome, powdered, insane, yet sane to the point of insanity, reading his letters, thrusting herself on us, coming in wavering trembling … This bag of ferrets is what Tom [Eliot] wears round his neck. – Virginia Woolf on T.S. Eliot’s first wife, Vivienne.
Rittenhouse Says ‘F— You’, LeBron Immediately Falls To Ground | Ahhhh!” James cried when he saw the video, dropping to the ground in apparent pain and suffering. “O the pain! O the suffering! The agony!” He rolled around for several minutes, grasping his ankle. “Call an ambulance! I am literally dying! I legally died several minutes ago!”
How Activist Teachers Recruit Kids – by Abigail Shrier Middle school kids, apparently, did not have endless interest in sitting around with their teachers during lunch discussing their sexual orientations and gender identities. “So we started to brainstorm at the end of the 2020 school year, what are we going to do? We got to see some kids in-person at the end of last year, not many but a few. So we started to try and identify kids. When we were doing our virtual learning – we totally stalked what they were doing on Google, when they weren’t doing school work. One of them was googling ‘Trans Day of Visibility.’ And we’re like, ‘Check.’ We’re going to invite that kid when we get back on campus. Whenever they follow the Google Doodle links or whatever, right, we make note of those kids and the things that they bring up with each other in chats or email or whatever,” Baraki can be heard to say. Beyond electronic surveillance of kids’ internet use, “we use our observations of kids in the classroom—conversations that we hear—to personally invite students. Because that’s really the way we kinda get the bodies in the door. Right? They need sort of a little bit of an invitation,” Baraki says in the clip.
New Zealand says indigenous ‘ways of knowing’ are equal to modern science For those paying attention, the educators who guide California teachers in the creation of middle school LGBTQ clubs asserted the following: they struggle to maintain student participation in the clubs; many parents oppose the clubs; teachers surveil students electronically to ferret out students who might be interested, after which the identified student is recruited to the club via a personal invitation.
A look back: on desperately wanting to elect Joe Biden – The New Neo That carefully-cultivated “state of anguish” – a sort of delusional hysteria – was not just important to a 2020 victory for the Democrats; it was necessary, and they knew it. For the rest of us, on the outside looking in, it was a lesson in how Orwell wasn’t far off when he described the Two Minutes Hate and its unifying effects, and how something somewhat similar could be employed to influence and guide a modern voting public, and people who consider themselves intelligent and sophisticated.
‘It is a celebration of my body!’ Meet the people who had their first tattoo after 60 | Tattoos | The Guardian For many older people, tattoos came with baggage. Now, social mores have changed and for those in their 60s, 70s and 80s: “The stigma associated with prisoners’ tattoos, or sailors or misfits getting them, has disappeared,” says Louise Krystahl, a tattoo artist. That may be why she now gets a lot of clients over the age of 60, who feel ready for their first tattoo at her studio, Inkscape, in Bexhill-on-Sea. She once tattooed a ladybird on the wrist of a woman in her 80s.
Gerard Van der Leun
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Gerard, not to instruct you on how you should run your blog, but, you should almost swap this Strange Daze post, with the Hallelujah post, so that the Hallelujah post is at the top for the close of the day as a mind and soul cleanser.
You are right , John. Done.
And speaking of John Donne
Holy Sonnets: Batter my heart, three-person’d God
BY JOHN DONNE
Batter my heart, three-person’d God, for you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp’d town to another due,
Labor to admit you, but oh, to no end;
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captiv’d, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be lov’d fain,
But am betroth’d unto your enemy;
Divorce me, untie or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
“Don’t take that tone with me!”
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Common LIEberal diffuser.
It 2 does things at the same time.
It changes the subject AND it puts the other person on the defensive.
The natural response is an abrupt crack across the yap.
Which also does 2 things at the same time.
Don’t ever do that shit again. Ever.
Creativity vacuum? Rather than right leaning outlets I’d like to see more shops selling/pushing works based on the merit, content, quality rather than the authors or makers right or wrong leanings.
A lot of authors, especially in the sci-fi/fantasy field, have moved away from major publishing houses and consider them self Indies, independents. Problem is the great majority of them publish through Amazon. Understand I’m not faulting them, you write for a living, you gotta go where the money is. However if Amazon’s your only outlet your livelihood can disappear in the blink of an eye at the whim of the powers.
Yes, we most definitely need new and better marketplaces, open markets, not right or wrong wing markets.
Ask somebody:
“If you were paid 100% more for your work, would the quality of your work improve 100%?”
If they reply in the affirmative ask them, “Describe how you would improve the quality of your work 100%.”
I bet 99% of those asked wouldn’t be able to answer.
The one sure way to improve one’s work by 100%, is to throw out the worst half of it. There, I just doubled the quality of anyone’s work.
I have always enjoyed photography, taking and showing my photos.
Some people have told me I’m a good photographer and ask me how I got to be such a good photographer. When truthful I reply, “I take lots of photos”, “But I only show you the good ones”.
Up until the start of the Bad China Cold sillyness, we had an April Bad Art Burning Party, every year. A tradition we got from a classically trained Russian artist that moved here. You’d take your past years works that didn’t work, explain way they didn’t work and toss them on the fire. We all gained perspective from those self critiques.
I like that idea. Our most recent move had me gleefully pitching a lot of old paintings in the dump, but burning would have been more fun.
That wonderful quote from Jewel’s blog comes from a lovely book I just finished re-reading last week, Beginning to Pray by Anthony Bloom. I mention it only because the whole thing is worth reading, and I’d be very surprised indeed if she had not read it herself and perhaps hoped that others might, as well.
Creativity Vacuum-
Love him, or hate him, Vox Day is taking a stand, and building a platform for non-woke artists. I’ve bought a few sci-fi books from Castalia, and (guilty confession, here) I’ve been following several stories on the Arkhaven comics site. My current favorite over there is “Something Big”. It’s a UFO story, but nothing at all like what you’d expect. “Avalon” is good, too.
JWM
I read Vox daily, and have grown immune to his arrogance and condescension. He reminds me of a precocious schoolboy. But his writing on China is smarmy, treasonous and more than a little creepy. I can almost see him rubbing his hands gleefully at an American defeat at the hands of the Chinese. He performs for China what Monica performed for Bill. If he took money from China his writing would not need to change at all.
my favorite “join the white rose” sticker, covering another “join the white rose” sticker that was defaced-
that’s an NYC parking permit meter.
I called that number (area code 212) and a lady named Oscar answered. She thought I was calling about the toaster oven she was selling on craigslist.
uh, Oscar mentioned on craigslist there was a bit more to the conversation.
A lie of omission is still a lie?
Talk about Humongous Effing Great Beam in yer eye, Virginia Woof!
Serendipitous Typo if ever there was one.
They did make a pretty good movie out of Mrs Dalloway.
So the “alleged” Chinatown murderer was also a prime suspect in a shooting last year. But of course, because the “alleged” perp is of the negro persuasion he walked. So what we have here is a multi-tiered legal system—and hold on because it is complicated.
1. If you are black, you are innocent until proven innocent.
2. If you are white, you are guilty until proven guilty.
3. If you are white but vaccinated, you are not so guilty until proven guilty.
4. If you are white but unvaccinated, you are even more guilty before proven guilty.
5. If you are an illegal alien, you are free to break every law in the US—no questions asked.
6. If you are an Asian accused of a crime, and the jury is black, you are guilty.
7. If you are a sodomite, you are always innocent.
8. If you are transgender, you are always innocent.
9. If you are a Christian of any color, you are a racist—and you are guilty.
Got it?
So horsey-faced Virginia Woolf did not like T. S. Eliot’s wife Vivienne Haigh-Wood. And did Woolf have some words for the unfortunate Vivienne! Which proves two things:
1. Unattractive females hate attractive females.
2. Females can be unspeakably cruel to each other, much more so than males can be toward each other.
Rittenhouse should challenge James to a writing contest. The rules would be simple: Each of them has five minutes to write one coherent paragraph in standard English. Kyle for the win. Ok, let’s give James ten minutes. Kyle for the win. How about 30 minutes for James? Kyle for the win. “Dat not fair! Dat wassis!” would scream LeBron’s supporters, because English is a white language of oppression. Ok then. Change the Language to Swahili. Kyle for the win.
I believe you’ve written an epic post with these lists. They are dead true (until the counter-revolution, when all non-counter-revolutionsits will be guilty).
Either we place them in the boxcars, or they place us in the boxcars. Zero sum. They are guilty. How do I know that? Because my Kalashnikov says so.
And people ask me why I need a gun. Well, it’s because of the list. Well crafted my friend.
Literally EVERY schoolhouse in these United States is proof positive regarding the cruelty of pack girls towards their fellow girl students. Fucking gladiators, trained by television shows.
My daughter came home, 2002;4 , kept telling me she was being assaulted by a small group of girls at her high school. After multiple complaints to her HS principal, an old friend of ours, nada!
The bullying continued. My daughter received boxing, street fighting lessons from dear old dad, heavy bag, lot of knee kicks, and groin kicks. Yes it is amazing how fast a “ snatch kick” will drop a girl. I use to train daily on the heavy bag, for work. No sense throwing a punch if it counts for nothing.
Sure as shit a month later I’m awoke after the mid shift, after the phone rang, the principle demanding I come pick up my daughter, who by the way was her senior class president, and a straight A student.
When I arrive I start laughing, blonde and black hair by the hand full adorn the schools floor, blood shoes and pieces of clothing. The principal, Rod met me and with urgency walked me to the office. To late I’d already seen the evidence.
Rod was pissed, how could his senior class President assault and hurt three fellow senior classmates.
My daughter asked to speak with me privately to update me on what happened. And I laughed my ass off, I was proud of my 5.2 100 pound daughter, she had kicked the shit out of her tormentors. I mean she went all kung fu on em!
I watched the fight on the hall cameras. All with a shit eating grin on my face. Our friend Rod tells me I’ve got to take this serious!.
And I get serious, telling Rod, it’s pretty evident you sir didn’t take it serious did you Rod. My wife and me have both personally contacted you multiple times regarding our daughter being assaulted, you did fuck all.
Dirk, you taught her to street fight, why. Come on Lauren we’re leaving, Rod she will be back tomorrow, if this happens again, she will respond. “ In the state of Oregon two or more persons assaulting another IS felony assault”.
And rod I’ll need a copy of the hallway tape, if you want, I’ll have my wife file the assault charges with the sheriff and grab the tape via the courts. This is far from over.
Gotta tell you my daughter went all mad max, smashed girl1 in the bridge of her nose with her history book, shattered her nose instant massive blood, second gal, got a frontal knee kick with cowboy boots, and a smack hard on her ear, seems to have rang her bell! She’s down, girl three flees, my daughter hanging on her like a cheap cape, beating the shit out of her, screaming in anger. That poor girl had globs and globs of hair missing.
She reported that Lauren bit her ear in half, zero evidence. Anyway at home our daughter tells us she had had it, just went nuts.
So the next morning, I drive Lauren to school, as we’re walking up to the front of the school theirs gotta be 100/150 students present, as she walks up the students give her a standing ovation, cheering her, thanking her for fixing the problem. High fives, cat calls, the works!
I look into Rods office and he the VP, athletic coach’s and a few teachers are all laughing. As we walk into the office, rods still smiling. Apologizes for his actions yesterday. Lauren was called “ Rocky” by students and staff the rest of the academic year.
At graduation the principle called Lauren Rocky as she provided the commencement/ graduation speech. “2003”.
An ironic twist, soon after this fight,,,,she and the three girls became good friends, to this day. All are married with children all three are outstanding moms, and two are now teachers. In fact they heavily encourage Lauren to return to college for her masters in Education. Last year was her first year as a licensed school teacher.
We are proud of all four of em. Just wish we had a copy of the fight tape.
Isn’t it interesting that life’s order is sometimes defined by split second choices. In this case young girls defined by to much makeup, and hair jel, are in a second educated, make the right choice to join society and contribute positively! I’ll bet most here have a similar event in there lives,,,,, a defining moment.
Life Is The Lesson.
Dirk
Lauren had never been in a fight, after this “lil dust up” has never been in another.
Now THAT’S parenting.
Dad of the Year. Daughter of the Year. Story of the Year. Life lessons taught by punching, kicking, smashing and generally beating the shit out of tormentors. Everyone learned. The hard way. The only way.
Who says violence never solves anything? Usually it solves everything.
And this is why we come here. Gerard starts it, and the commenters carry it on.
Amazing , yes? Sometimes I get the feeling that Gerard posts something to get his commenters all riled up, and then he sits back, pours himself a whiskey and watches the fireworks.
You know, Dirk, this has been an usually fine day for me here in So Cal. Your story just made it better. Despite all the BS, life is Good.
JWM
“Sometimes individuals just do evil things.”
When I was young and naive, I thought there was no Devil, that evil was done by people who had turned away from the light of God.
Now that I am older, I think that I was naive about this, as I was about many things. There must be a Devil to lead men to do the horribly destructive evil we see them do all around us, every day.
Baudelaire said something like “the greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn’t exist” except he said it in French.
“they’re pushing up the release schedule of the Pi variant to early 2022”
Not too early, I hope. You know the date I’m thinking of.
Pi?
3.14
March 14th, yes?
Beware the pi’s of March.
One can have immaculate, diamond sharp skills, and one can be as knowledgable as Einstein and Hawking put together, but if you don’t say “fuck it!” and hoist the pirate flag of creativity, you will not change the world. Civilization moves forward with the initiative of the outcasts and the rebels. Innovation is not skill, precision, popularity, correct syntax, voted upon, nor normal! Vincent van Gogh said that normality is a paved road, but no flowers grow on it.
Break some rules, break some China crockery, offend some people, and for God’s sake, fail once in awhile.
Thanks for that, Casey. Good stuff. Especially liked the clipped van Gogh statement.
Yep. I knew this guy in college. Astonishingly intelligent and crazy funny. The stories he would tell of his time in India living on 3o cents a day and not showering for months at a time. Epic! But…when I asked him what he wanted to do after graduating with his History degree, without skipping a beat he said, “Get a job at a public school as a janitor. Retire after 25 years.” And that’s exactly what he did. No drive. No ambition. No hoisting of a pirate’s flag for him. He was happy and content just to sink to the lowest common denominator and remain there. What a waste.
He could have looked to the Heavens and seen the stars. Instead he busied himself with brooms, mops and cleaning supplies. Forever.
Mike, admire your stinky friends ambition. ANY job done honorable, is an honorable job.
Actually admire,
Rule 1= keep floor shinny
Rule 2= keep trash cans empty.
Rule3 = remain The Gray man
Rule4= repeat daily.
VI
Well, somebody’s gotta clean up all this shit on earth. Can’t expect God to pitch in…. unless it was to assign this hipster.
Actually, I worked in janitorial part-time while in Grad School. Had to eat after all. Sponging off girlfriends only went so far. I never considered that work—however necessary—to be an end point, only a means to get another degree and to enable me to head back to my beloved jungles south of the Rio Grande.
And true that: All work is honorable if done honorably.
As for my hipster friend—a perfect adjective for him—he would have been 55 at retirement, which would have been in 2015. I have no idea what he’s up to these days. Maybe he’s back in India, avoiding showering and living the high life.
I spent a decade teaching in the city, and more than a decade pushing broom in a suburban elementary school. With my temperament, I was much better off on the night shift, and I actually enjoy the work, hard and dirty as it is. I had it good at that last job: no supervisor, no time clock. I even set my own hours at the school. I was on my own working alone in the dark.
And, truth to tell, I could give you some some sad stories, and write a long list of “injustices”, that I put up with at that last gig. Doesn’t matter, now, and I don’t hold resentments. I look back at that last ten years as some of the best times in my life.
JWM
I got your back, jwm. I worked the night shift as security for campus housing 1985 – 1986. The things I saw in the early morning hours. A amalgam of Porn Hub, Forensic Files, Saturday Night Fever and COPS.
Since we are all adults, here, and this event happened back in ’75, or’76, I’ll allow that the statute of limitations has expired on this nonsense.
I was twenty three, give or take. Working the swing shift at the Jr. high let me surf seven days a week while school was in session. George was the other night guy for a while. He was kind of a goofball, and he didn’t last long with the district.
Friday night, a little after 11:00 George and I had the plant buttoned up, and we went out to the patio behind the faculty lounge to smoke a couple joints. I remember getting very stoned.
We left the patio, walked out into the hallway, and stopped flat in our tracks. There was something long, slender, and pale laid out across the hallway. We both had the same horrified thought: “It’s a dead chick.”
We ran up to the figure lying in the hallway.
It wasn’t a dead chick.
It was a live, skinny teenage kid, buck naked except for a pair of gym socks.
He had just finished masturbating, erect phallus still in his hand, and mess all over his belly.
I was- well, stunned.
“uh, kid I think you better go home.”
The kid’s eyes came into focus. He slowly stood up, staggering a little, and then seemed to come awake all at once. He sprinted off so damn fast it seemed as if he just vanished.
Well, George and I found ourselves in an odd situation. We were creeped out as all hell. We knew we oughta’ call the cops, but we were both reeking like a weed factory. And would the cops even believe us?
Freakin’ George called them. And we had to wait.
But that was the end of it. The cops took our story, and drove off.
JWM
Damn. Ok then. Well…A friend of mine on the same night shift got a call at 2 AM from a girl student who shared a housing unit with one of his ex-girlfriends. The girl said she need security to come up to the apartment. When he got there he found the girl who had called in to security—she was 18—stark naked on her bed, legs akimbo and begging him to…well, take care of her. His ex was laying on the next bed, naked and smiling.
Of course there was booze involved. Of course the cops were not called. Of course everyone had…a memorable experience.
To both, I’m smiling gleefully. I only had sex twice, married Boof em! Wore the first bitch out! No idea what it’s got to do,with either awesome story!
Dirk