Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear professor!
60 is the new 20, at least with how maths is taught today, eh?
"The British, rightly or wrongly, have always been famed for their sense of fair play,..." Rightly, no two bits about it, definitely rightly. Ask a gamer (p&p and tabletop, the real deal) like me:
Italian games: convoluted rules rewarding exploiting loopholes
French games: incomprehensible, complicated for the sake of being complicated
German games: either oversimplified to obliion, or over-complex to the point of despair
American games: designed to be won in "second place is first loser"-mentality
Swedish games: didactic, pedagogical and boring (with a few exceptions*)
But English games? Solid rules, and written in a way that rewards sportsmanship and fair play: haing fun together is winning being the operative factor.
I've "always" seen that as an expression of the English character. Winning by foul means isnt winning at all. But if you win by fair play and is a good sportsman about it, the loser will be the first to congratulate - honestly and earnestly. You lot should be proud of that trait (but don't let Fomorians or other invaders exploit it!).
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In my book, if you want to stand outside a synagogue with a placard reading "Hitler didn't kill any jews" that's fine, rights-wise. Provided: you aren't blocking the entrances/exits, you aren't accosting passers-by or visitors, and that you aren't violating noise-ordinances. Or outside a mosque with the placard reading "The prophet was a kiddie-diddler". Or... excetera excetera. And if you're a crowd as defined by law, get a permit and follow the above anyway.
The same goes for people not liking your "message": they are to leave you alone, or if asked to by you, engage in civil discourse.
People unable to adhere to those rights and duties, may (and should) be deprived of them but only after having proved to society that they can't/won't, but no-one else. If a moslem takes umbrage with the aforementioned placard and acts violently, well then he/she loses the right to public speech and public manifestations for X no. of years, like. Or a jew or a Greta-cultist or a Yorkshireman.
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I mean, it's not rocket-sodomy, this free speech thing.
I’ve always thought the English were famous for their sense of fair play (it isn’t cricket), their sense of humour (too many examples to mention), their political stability, their class division (royalty) and their bad teeth.
As a Canadian I should have omitted the reference to teeth but I have never understood why health care doesn’t include the mouth.
Chin up Professor, my first granddaughter recently explained to me that you’re not too old until you are 80, which is old old. At 78 I have 2 years to go. I will continue to try to delay the inevitable by walking in the winter with my faithful companion and playing as much golf as possible in the other 6 months of the year.
Happy birthday, Rudolph! Or as we sing in Puerto Rico:
Feliz, feliz en tu día
Amiguito, que Dios te bendiga
Que reine la paz en tu vida
Y que cumplas muchos más
(Happiness on your day
my friend, may God bless you
may peace reign in your life
and may you have many more birthdays.)
Be careful about talking about the weather. It may veer off into the discussion of climate change, and the police may decide to blow out your birthday candle for you.
Oh great. I forgot about The Klimate Krisis - I probably won't even be able to talk about the weather soon.
I'm trying to think of a list of conversation starters acceptable for the new regime. "Hmm. This salt is salty" perhaps? I dare say some clod-buffoon would take offence though
Happy Birthday. At 60 you’re still a kid. I’m in California (land of fruits and nuts) this week behind the curve due to the time zone. Good to have you back Rudolph. I thought maybe the ‘thought’ police arrested you for ‘thinking’ something bad about your government.
Our government is wonderful, best ever, the sliced bread of all governments, Keir walks on water, and even God Himself is picking up a few handy pointers from them
I'm 62, closing in on 63, so slightly ahead of you in the race to the departure lounge. Two thoughts that sustain me...
1. Getting old beats the hell out of the alternative!
2. Getting old is for tough guys.
I remind myself of those thoughts on a regular basis, particularly the latter. Any pussy can give the game away, at any time. Gritting your teeth (if you have any left) day after day and walking into the blizzard with your head up requires strength of character and perseverance, and that's what defines a man, in my view.
My daughter gave birth to my Grandson three months ago, so that also brings me a substantial amount of satisfaction and happiness. Knowing that she hasn't given up, that she sees a future for her children and that her and her husband are gritting their teeth and walking into the blizzard makes me think I didn't do such a bad job after all in that most important of tasks.
And while I'm here...the missus and I will be in the UK in late September. We're going to walk the West Highland Way in Scotland (100 miles through the Highlands) then meet up with family in friends in Leeds and Plymouth.
If you're anywhere near Glasgow, Leeds or Plymouth in September, I'd be delighted to buy you a pint or five, and we can utter tremendous oaths directed at the woke, the vaccinators, Starmer the Farmer Harmer and every other fucknuckle, wanker and imbecile currently snapping and nipping around the heels of the righteous.
Happy Birthday! I don't know you for real, but your mind is quite young and nimble.
one of the funniest and wisest sentences ever written - "Instead of saying “go boil your head you deranged tit, oh and by the way, hand in your resignation tomorrow for even considering this” they went “what a bloody brilliant idea”.
That this arrest was considered an acceptable course of action in the first place is what’s deeply concerning."
***Kier Starmer promotes "Adolescence" in schools, media ... huge red flag for propaganda.
It seems to be captivating people. Toby Rogers notes that this is about adolescence in an era where most everyone's vaccine injured.
And isn't one of the worst threats to teens (and younger), the thought-seed to ruminate on being born in the wrong body, or militantly non-binary, and often on the treadmill for dangerous drugs / surgeries?
"Be cool or be cast out" didn't used to come with a pipeline to gender clinics and often a life of regret.
But just learned that Keir Starmer is promoting "Adolescence". Usually I wouldn't feel qualified to judge something I hadn't seen and thought / learned about, it seemed propaganda-like, but with that (#@!%*!) gentleman's endorsement, it's definitely propaganda.
Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear professor!
60 is the new 20, at least with how maths is taught today, eh?
"The British, rightly or wrongly, have always been famed for their sense of fair play,..." Rightly, no two bits about it, definitely rightly. Ask a gamer (p&p and tabletop, the real deal) like me:
Italian games: convoluted rules rewarding exploiting loopholes
French games: incomprehensible, complicated for the sake of being complicated
German games: either oversimplified to obliion, or over-complex to the point of despair
American games: designed to be won in "second place is first loser"-mentality
Swedish games: didactic, pedagogical and boring (with a few exceptions*)
But English games? Solid rules, and written in a way that rewards sportsmanship and fair play: haing fun together is winning being the operative factor.
I've "always" seen that as an expression of the English character. Winning by foul means isnt winning at all. But if you win by fair play and is a good sportsman about it, the loser will be the first to congratulate - honestly and earnestly. You lot should be proud of that trait (but don't let Fomorians or other invaders exploit it!).
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In my book, if you want to stand outside a synagogue with a placard reading "Hitler didn't kill any jews" that's fine, rights-wise. Provided: you aren't blocking the entrances/exits, you aren't accosting passers-by or visitors, and that you aren't violating noise-ordinances. Or outside a mosque with the placard reading "The prophet was a kiddie-diddler". Or... excetera excetera. And if you're a crowd as defined by law, get a permit and follow the above anyway.
The same goes for people not liking your "message": they are to leave you alone, or if asked to by you, engage in civil discourse.
People unable to adhere to those rights and duties, may (and should) be deprived of them but only after having proved to society that they can't/won't, but no-one else. If a moslem takes umbrage with the aforementioned placard and acts violently, well then he/she loses the right to public speech and public manifestations for X no. of years, like. Or a jew or a Greta-cultist or a Yorkshireman.
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I mean, it's not rocket-sodomy, this free speech thing.
"it's not rocket sodomy" 😂😂
Thanks Rikard
I’ve always thought the English were famous for their sense of fair play (it isn’t cricket), their sense of humour (too many examples to mention), their political stability, their class division (royalty) and their bad teeth.
As a Canadian I should have omitted the reference to teeth but I have never understood why health care doesn’t include the mouth.
Chin up Professor, my first granddaughter recently explained to me that you’re not too old until you are 80, which is old old. At 78 I have 2 years to go. I will continue to try to delay the inevitable by walking in the winter with my faithful companion and playing as much golf as possible in the other 6 months of the year.
Thanks Terence - I hope to reach old, old, old, personally
Happy birthday, Rudolph! Or as we sing in Puerto Rico:
Feliz, feliz en tu día
Amiguito, que Dios te bendiga
Que reine la paz en tu vida
Y que cumplas muchos más
(Happiness on your day
my friend, may God bless you
may peace reign in your life
and may you have many more birthdays.)
Be careful about talking about the weather. It may veer off into the discussion of climate change, and the police may decide to blow out your birthday candle for you.
Thanks for the good wishes Sophia
Oh great. I forgot about The Klimate Krisis - I probably won't even be able to talk about the weather soon.
I'm trying to think of a list of conversation starters acceptable for the new regime. "Hmm. This salt is salty" perhaps? I dare say some clod-buffoon would take offence though
Salty is salty? That's an as-salt on saltiness! :)
Exactly! I was going to mention the chemtrails and climate hoax. Maybe talking about pets is a safe option?
Happy Birthday. At 60 you’re still a kid. I’m in California (land of fruits and nuts) this week behind the curve due to the time zone. Good to have you back Rudolph. I thought maybe the ‘thought’ police arrested you for ‘thinking’ something bad about your government.
Thanks Stephen
Our government is wonderful, best ever, the sliced bread of all governments, Keir walks on water, and even God Himself is picking up a few handy pointers from them
Well said. 😊
Happy birthday Sir!
I'm 62, closing in on 63, so slightly ahead of you in the race to the departure lounge. Two thoughts that sustain me...
1. Getting old beats the hell out of the alternative!
2. Getting old is for tough guys.
I remind myself of those thoughts on a regular basis, particularly the latter. Any pussy can give the game away, at any time. Gritting your teeth (if you have any left) day after day and walking into the blizzard with your head up requires strength of character and perseverance, and that's what defines a man, in my view.
My daughter gave birth to my Grandson three months ago, so that also brings me a substantial amount of satisfaction and happiness. Knowing that she hasn't given up, that she sees a future for her children and that her and her husband are gritting their teeth and walking into the blizzard makes me think I didn't do such a bad job after all in that most important of tasks.
And while I'm here...the missus and I will be in the UK in late September. We're going to walk the West Highland Way in Scotland (100 miles through the Highlands) then meet up with family in friends in Leeds and Plymouth.
If you're anywhere near Glasgow, Leeds or Plymouth in September, I'd be delighted to buy you a pint or five, and we can utter tremendous oaths directed at the woke, the vaccinators, Starmer the Farmer Harmer and every other fucknuckle, wanker and imbecile currently snapping and nipping around the heels of the righteous.
Much appreciated LS
Would be very cool to meet up but let's see nearer the time
I think a lot of it is about hope - and not giving up on that hope - despite the mountains of shite we have to climb over to get to it
Happy Birthday! I don't know you for real, but your mind is quite young and nimble.
one of the funniest and wisest sentences ever written - "Instead of saying “go boil your head you deranged tit, oh and by the way, hand in your resignation tomorrow for even considering this” they went “what a bloody brilliant idea”.
That this arrest was considered an acceptable course of action in the first place is what’s deeply concerning."
***Kier Starmer promotes "Adolescence" in schools, media ... huge red flag for propaganda.
It seems to be captivating people. Toby Rogers notes that this is about adolescence in an era where most everyone's vaccine injured.
And isn't one of the worst threats to teens (and younger), the thought-seed to ruminate on being born in the wrong body, or militantly non-binary, and often on the treadmill for dangerous drugs / surgeries?
"Be cool or be cast out" didn't used to come with a pipeline to gender clinics and often a life of regret.
But just learned that Keir Starmer is promoting "Adolescence". Usually I wouldn't feel qualified to judge something I hadn't seen and thought / learned about, it seemed propaganda-like, but with that (#@!%*!) gentleman's endorsement, it's definitely propaganda.
Thanks Ellen
I haven't watched adolescence either. Not my sort of thing. I'd probably rather nail my testicles to the table than watch it, to be honest.
Typical idiotic woke take on culture
Richard lionheart
A very happy birthday Prof.
Thanks Fiona, much appreciated
From one white, old fart to another ... HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY!! Growing old is better than NOT growing old. XXOO
Unfortunately my entire birthday was a fuck-free zone 😂
Thanks Cindy - your good wishes are much appreciated
Mr. Rigger,
I am neurodivergent, and your writings represent a micro-aggression.
Keep up the great work! 😄
Tucos's Child
Retired chemist 🧪
PhD from a disgraced Ivy.
E=hc/lamda