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Thanks for a most entertaining Saturday reading marathon.

It’s Elmer Season!

Sure is quiet around here. Ought to make for a peaceful nap. 🙂

Hey, it’s one in the a.m. here.

And we’re having duck.

Really.

Duck, peas, chestnuts and some kind of poncey new potato. Gad, I’m a stranger in a strange land. And a gale is blowing up tonight, too.

In case anybody was wondering, the ‘poncey new potato’ was a variety called ‘Mayan Gold’ which is being given the full hype from cookery snobs.

It doesn’t live up to its publicity.

OK, so you weren’t wondering…

Nice duck, though.

What sort of tee-vee gets watched in the Mustelid house? Pretty much the only programs I watch these days are cookery programs (I gave up on Gardener’s World when it’s Eco-bollocks agenda went from subtle to ‘Mother Earth is dying! We must save her! Back to the Bronze Age!’). I’m not a Food Wanker, but I do enjoy Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall’s programs. And Nigella Lawson’s – who I always respected because her dad was Chancellor in Thatcher’s cabinet, and also is a prominent AGW-denier, and because she’s, quite frankly, very attractive (in a voluptuous sort of way) – programs are very good.

Do you have Sky or any other cable subscriptions? Since I’ve stopped subscribing to Sky, I find myself watching the most boring dross, such as programs about how they lived during Victorian times, simply because it’s less boring dross than the rest of the boring dross. I found myself watching Darts the other day. Darts!

We know you’ve got a big Bravia hung on the wall. It’s be a crime if it didn’t get used to its fullest extent.

http ://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20090112/wl_afp/britainroyalsracism_newsmlmmd
(Mind the gap)

Okay, this is what puzzles me. Not that a Brit royal made a racist comment (well, for that matter I personally don’t think “Paki” is racist) but the complete overreaction of the soldier’s father. Why is the father involved? He was not insulted. And is the soldier a subject of Pakistan that the prince should apologize to Islamabad?

Pakis in Londonistan (and its other like environs) are insane.

“Why is the father involved? He was not insulted.”

No, but it’s been a media feeding franzy and the professionally-aggrieved have come out to play.

The fact that this video was made three years ago does make one query its relevance today.

This is what irks me. It seems the most horrible, most heinous crime one can commit nowadays is to – OH NOES – offend someone. Can’t offend minority races, can’t offend other cultures, can’t offend our allies, can’t offend our enemies, can’t offend the animals that don’t frickin’ know the difference because they don’t have frickin’ human intelligence, can’t offend the frickin’ trees!!!!

One tiny thing that can be taken, often out of context, to be even the slightest bit OH NOES OFFENSIVE and… well, to quote The Joker, “well then everyone loses their minds!!”

GROW A FRICKIN’ SPINE!!

/Rant

Nice Chuck Jones duck-and-wabbitwy in your Resteses pic, Stoaty. 😉

So if a minority becomes offended, can the white person (he or she is always white) lodge a complaint that he/she is deeply offended by the minority’s taking offense and obviously engaging in stereotypes that the white person has racist intent?

On that note, Canada is taking on polygamy. America is pretty clear about it. Almost destroyed my Church because of it. But Canada? Eh, not so much. People are unsure how the Canadian courts will rule.

It’ll be interesting to see whether the Muslims will side with the Fundies. Quite interesting indeed. Sometimes, issues make for interesting bedfellows. not that the Fundies should now be seeking to add Muslims to their harems, mind you, although perhaps the differences in lifestyle might not be too different.

So if a minority becomes offended, can the white person…

Impression I get from these sort of things is that the white person is never allowed to do anything. We can’t have nice things.

/iSarc… sort of

We can’t have nice things.

But you have all the nice things! Look at us, living in dirt and eating twigs and berries! It’s all your fault! You have nice things – give them to us! You don’t deserve them! This is rank injustice! I protest!

(But at the proper price, I can be persuaded to stop my protest until you get another nice, shiny thing.)

Well there goes two piles of sticky notes and half a can of tea… thanks Musli

😆

Pardon me whilst I clean off my monitor…

Hey Nicholas, try offending someone of the fruity persuasion and see what happens.

Been there, done that. In single units, the screechy sound scars your eardrums for about ten to twelve days.

In larger quantities, you get them stomping en-masse through Southern California and vandalizing churches.

Impression I get from these sort of things is that the white person is never allowed to do anything. We can’t have nice things.

My husband’s friend worked his ass off and got his own business off the ground. Has done very well for himself and still works 16 hour days. He bought around a hundred acres up in the sticks and his agent told him to keep quiet about any wealth he may have because ‘the folks in these parts are proud of their poverty’. Just like the dems I am related to, they resent very much anyone being successful. They feel they must be included in any reward regardless the lack of labor they applied to said reward. It’s only fair.

But you have all the nice things! Look at us, living in dirt and eating twigs and berries! It’s all your fault! You have nice things – give them to us! You don’t deserve them! This is rank injustice! I protest!

That was tongue in cheek, I know, so is my reply…sort of…
Brown people of third world shitholes…
– Demand capitalism.
– get a job and work hard at it
– buy your own damn shiney things
– anything that begins to smell like patchouli (sp?) and weed and social justice whine….exterminate it before it can spread it’s blight

…his agent told him to keep quiet about any wealth he may have because ‘the folks in these parts are proud of their poverty’. Just like the dems I am related to, they resent very much anyone being successful. They feel they must be included in any reward regardless the lack of labor they applied to said reward. It’s only fair.

“‘Profit’ is a dirty word only to the leeches of the world. They want it seen as Evil, that they may better snatch what they have not earned.”
~ Terry Goodkind

Don’t offend the Pink Mafia – “We’ll rearrange your face and, while we’re at it, your living room too.”

Nicholas, thank you for mentioning CA. It’s a sore spot for me, but I don’t talk much about it. The reaction was quite unexpected. The vitriol is very…startling. (I’m a Latter-day Saint, by the way, which may explain my bias.)

I’m not (LDS, for clarification), but I don’t think you have to be to see this is just plain ludicrous. Even more so the fact that many of their fellows across the country shrug at these despicable actions with the whole “They shouldn’t have been in the way” excuse, the good old “blame the victim” game that Libs love.

That, and I’m in AZ… these lunatics are my neighbors.

I have a confession, Gibby – the Sony hangs on the wall like a broken promise most of the time. Her Ladyship and I are pretty much in agreement with you that UK television is badly broken.

What do we watch? Gardener’s World lost its appeal when they started choosing presenters by their cup size. News is unwatchable socialist propaganda, most entertainment is aimed at the sort of people they used to avoid giving lobotomies in case it raised their intellectual level.

We watch the occasional rented DVD, that new series on life on a Victorian farm looks promising, I quite like music off BBC 4, but Herself is less keen…

Sad, isn’t it? I keep thinking of that line from Pink Floyd: ‘I’ve got 24 channels of shit on the TV to choose from’.

As an aside, I’m a bit uncertain about these LCD TVs anyway. The damned thing dominates the room and, to my eyes, looks strange in an old house like this. Meanwhile, if you’re any closer than, say, six feet, the picture is so blotchy and pixelated that it’s unwatchable – and that’s even off digital Freeview via an HDMI cable. Blu-Ray is better, I’m sure, but I’ll be buggered if I’m paying £400 for a Blu-Ray player!

I’m undecided about this one, I have to say.

Still, we did manage a chimney fire on Friday, so we at least had some entertainment! All fixed now, but we had two days sitting, shivering under a blanket as the wholly inadequate Badger House central heating struggled to lift the room above tepid and Britain suffered its coldest spell for ten years.

Timing? we got it!

Despite fear that I might be encouraging the global swarmists, this January up here in Tundra, Colorado has been merely cold as a well-digger’s ass, rather than the usual colder than a witch’s teat.

I know this for a fact, because I’ve dug a well or two (and I can find my ass, although it takes both hands), and I used to have a witch’s teat in my armpit, but I took a pair of pliers and set it free.

BTW: Your new posting schedule, Weez, has got me all 7s & sixes, or 4s & 2s, or whatever the fuck you Limey bastiches call dazed & confused.

My point is, I’ve always taken my morning coffee while I read the latest adventures of Weasel Not-Quite-In Angleland, and this sudden and unexpected change of yours has got me all… um… 5s & 9s?

I know, jw, I know. Fing is, I used to arrive at work at 6:30 in the a.m. and spend eight or nine hours sitting in front of the internet, thoroughly bored and trying to look busy. That’s where this blog CAME from — a desperate effort to stay awake and employed.

Now I wake up at noon and spend twelve hours walking on the beach and wassailing and napping and shit. It’s great, but it’s not conducive to posting. It’s not until my first drink of the evening that I’m in any position to blog these days.

You can still read Weasel over coffee. It’ll just be last night’s drunken pearls of semi-wisdom.

“…walking on the beach and wassailing and napping and shit….”

Sounds like hell on earth, Weez. But thanks; that info should provide enough schadenfreude to keep me warm while I go tractor off last night’s snowdrifts from the last mile of road to my place the county won’t plow.

Just the ease the sting, jwp, what her Ladyship didn’t say is that it was below freezing on the beach and she had to be thawed-out in front of the fire, afterwards;)