There’s definitely something in the air, but I’m not sure it’s love. Many of us, if my perusal of StackWorld™ is anything to go by, have noticed there’s just something not quite right. There’s something really rotten, and it’s not just in the state of Denmark, but pretty much everywhere.
But first off let me wish everyone a belated Happy Valentine’s Day
The Red Headed Libertarian also had a pointed question to ask of us blokes at this notable romantic time
I am, sadly, somewhat cynical about Valentine’s Day. Guys, you should be doing at least one romantic thing for your partner every day, however small (and you can read that however you like). Don’t save it all up for some ‘mandated’ day and then spend a whole load of money you don’t have.
Winnie of the Churchill, not the Pooh, variety once famously stirred up a nation with the words “Never was so much owed by so many to so few”. He’d be saying the same thing today, only this time about the level of debt.
The French celebrated Valentine’s Day by passing a law that makes dissent from medical tyranny orthodoxy illegal. You can now face jail time and a hefty fine if you make any “criticism of the therapeutic treatments which will be recommended or made obligatory by the state”. Apparently it’s something the French are calling a sectarian aberration, which presumably has some specific meaning in French law.
How do you kill a French vampire? Well, you can stick a baguette through its heart, but the process is pain-staking1.
It seems that legal systems everywhere are starting to suck the blood of freedom from us all.
But, apparently, it’s those really terribly awful rotters, those scallywags known as “right wingers”, who pose the biggest “threat to democracy”. The sort of people who like, you know, families, secure borders, the right to choose what happens to their own body, and who feel a bit queasy at Public Fetish Pride Month. Those kinds of people.
Thankfully we still have the shield of humour, but for how much longer? The Pugilistic Pussy, that bad cat we all know and love is still, for now, making us all chuckle with his meme warfare. This one was spotted and posted by the BC. It’s kind of funny and sad, both at the same time.
I don’t know what’s funnier, the original post or the subsequent reply. How much of a humour bypass does one need to not be able to see the original joke?
I suspect the unfortunate Anna here has descended into the humourless quagmire of religiosity. We also often describe the woke as a joke, but there’s nothing funny about them, either. Different religion; same effect.
The Irish (pronouns: don’t you know/don’t you know) have already started to make moves to criminalize ‘offensive’ memes. Merely having one of these Weapons of Laugh Destruction on your hard drive can have you languishing in Leprechaun Lock-Up.
In Canazida they successfully prosecuted a writer, Ezra Levant, for writing an anti Trudolf book during the last election. Naughty boy. He has been fined and will face criminal prosecution if he writes another political book during the next election. That’s democracy for ya. The Canooks are Canooky.
It should be Canuck, but the Urban Dictionary has a Valentine-relevant definition of the alternative spelling of canook (see Canook in Cranny)
A sex move native to Canada in which the man, dressed as a Mountie, pleasures the female with a hockey stick
Not all sports are pleasurable, though. Some take a lot of effort and dedication if you want to succeed. If that doesn’t work, you can always change sex.
I love this pic. The actual woman is standing like a bloke would, whereas the erstwhile bloke is standing doing the exaggerated ‘woman’ thing. Ya gotta keep up with the style girl, even when competing in a race.
The look on that poor woman’s face says it all.
It’s fascinating that the asymmetry of this whole ‘inclusive’ sports thing really emphasizes the fact that one can’t actually change sex. There’s not a single successful erstwhile female (i.e. trans man) competing, and winning, in men’s sports. Wonder why that is?
Blokes would probably be all like “who cares?” because they know it doesn’t matter if some trans man competes with them. Unless they’re running against Larry the Lobsided Limper, the trans person is gonna come in last. It’s not the same the other way round; not even close. It has a catastrophic impact on women’s sports.
In schools, when they’re not being taught about how to use butt plugs, kids are indoctrinated into the wonderful world of empathy. James Lindsay, as ever, has some very insightful things to say about this.
It’s empathy, but not as we know it. It’s empathy only for those who either (a) think in the ‘right’ way or (b) do not belong to some privileged class. According to woke ‘morality’, if you’re privileged or don’t think right, you can go fuck yourself.
This, of course, isn’t empathy, it’s a form of Communism. It’s inclusive, except for those you exclude.
On these grounds, the KKK could be said to be an inclusive organisation. It was inclusive for white people, and excluded others. That’s exactly the way the ‘woke’ operate. It’s trans-empathy - hate that only ‘identifies as’, but actually isn’t, empathy at all.
In California they have thinking that only identifies as thought. There’s a Senate candidate who wants to raise the minimum wage to $50 an hour. Which, for a 40 hour week at 50 weeks a year, would mean that the minimum yearly salary in California would be $100,000
Now we know the magic money tree exists - much of that is being funnelled into the defence industry via Ukraine as we speak - but this is ludicrous. This particular candidate seems oblivious to the economic consequences of such an action.
When it comes to economics, if there was a lower grade than F, I’d get it. But even I can see that this idea is batshit crazy.
Throw in a few wind turbines, some exploding electric vehicles, and just a smidge of global boiling, and you’d have to conclude that humanity has evolved into a new species. We’re no longer Homo Sapiens, but Homo Dickus.
The Latin translation of Homo Sapiens is “wise man”. Doesn’t really seem appropriate any more does it?
Something’s all around us, but it’s not love. It’s suffocating us and taking the air of freedom out of our rooms in the name of ‘freedom’. It’s a stifling and repressive atmosphere of tyranny. If you do not subscribe, are not ‘empathetic’ in the right way, you will face cancellation, or worse. There’s no place in the “New Normal” for actual normal.
If a Frenchman drops dead just after you thank him, is it a merci killing?
The past four years, with its mandates and lockdowns and shut outs and ostracism and badgering has only succeeded in making “Fuck Off” a more frequent part of my vocabulary. As for Valentine’s Day…my husband and I spent it at the range testing our new matching AR15’s. The couple who shoot together stay together. 🥰🥰
What are footnotes for if not dad jokes? My education would have been much more enjoyable if more writers realized this.