I suppose we could take a moment to ponder the fact that there are creatures, cross-dressing middle-aged men, for whom it is necessary to conjure court orders to deter them from attending nurseries, as if they were children, and from climbing into wheelie bins. While wearing soiled nappies.
Oddments For The Weekend
Including a feat of dexterity; a dog relocation device; a collection of Medieval medical recipes; and for enthusiasts of Star Trek, an actual Cardassian TV/VCR combo, only $495.
All this and more.
The Small Matter Of The Bar Tab
It’s fundraising week over at my place. If you’d like to help keep a blog afloat, and ad-free, by all means do.
Infinite Forgiveness
Understanding the mental states of others, their motives and assumptions, insofar as one can, doesn’t necessarily result in positive feelings towards them, or identification with them, or lead to a default forgiveness and willingness to excuse their behaviour. Simply put, if your “empathy” results in you being endlessly forgiving, endlessly accommodating, over and over again, then you’re almost certainly doing it wrong.
Or not doing it at all.
Oddments For The Weekend
Including a collection of unconvincing support apparatus; a lesson in how quickly the day can turn to shit; Lake Cow Bacon; and James Bond as depicted in Indian comic-books.
All this and more.
A Snapshot Of Where We Are
On small children being subordinate to cross-dressing men; on the crushing terror of “white supremacy” in middle-school maths class; and on explaining civilisation to those seemingly unfamiliar with the concept.
Her Values
Oddments For The Weekend
Including scenes of pumping and squeaking; a cunning use of the tongue; why you can’t walk through walls; and reasons to avoid detection by an alien intelligence.
All this and more.
Problematic Pallor
Or, “Journalist dismayed by white actors playing white characters in period drama.”
I’m not at all sure what historical inclusivity might mean, given the racial demographics of rural England at the time of Brontë and Austen, in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries. Indeed, what Ms Flint seems to want sounds more like ahistorical inclusivity. And whether incongruous, politically corrected racial casting choices constitute “imagination,” rather than A Following Of Very Modern Fashion, is a question I leave to the reader.
And Chest-Puffing Ensued
From the world of academia, specifically sociology, some lively rumblings.
No laughing at the back.
Warping Underway
Oddments For The Weekend
Including some rough and racy food preparation; pigtails and bralessness; primate butt adornment; and a quest for “diversity” that is not entirely convincing.
The Thrill Of Unemployment
Have You Tried Using Cheese?
The Person That He Is
Oddments For The Weekend
Including lasers and clenching; promising husband material; a test of human patience; and a museum of battery-operated toys.
Wonders Of The Modern World
Specifically:
Amplified shoes and artistic buttocks; some post-election coping strategies for extremely progressive feminists; the intersectional pecking order; and when your ten-year-old daughter discovers it’s his ladies’ changing room now.
His Tiny, Delicate Hands
Readers may recall that Mr Yates’ homemade pornography – which he saw fit to send to a concerned parent, as one does – featured our burly cross-dresser using a kitchen sink as erotic apparatus, and while smoking methamphetamine and asking, coquettishly, “Am I a good meth whore?” A question that every parent hopes to hear from someone entrusted with the care of their children.
On progressive ladies and the cross-dressing predators they excuse.
His Womanly Tenderness
At the time of writing, the local media and police are still referring to Mr Osterhout as if he were a woman. A delicate flower. Not a deranged 260-pound man who stabs random people and punches children. Fuchsia hotpants notwithstanding.
On a cross-dressing bedlamite and an actively dishonest media.