Author: Kim du Toit

Worrywarts

Nannies

Then there’s this fearful nonsense:

[Tim Berners-Lee’s successor at CERN] Francois Fluckiger says privacy threats, fake news and online bullying threaten to turn the web into an uncontrollable force.

…and in other news, the descendants of Gutenberg’s printing press no longer print just Bibles.

The fact that some asshole even talks about “controlling” the web just makes me want to make this blog even more objectionable than it is.  But I won’t, because I have standards.  So here’s a simple and tasteful nature pic, instead.

Eucalyptus Now

Funny Stuff, Grooming

Can anyone else hear the hoofbeats?  No?  Then read this appalling news:

They were the must-have accessory of the eighties and nineties but quickly fell out of fashion.
And now the humble bum bag, also known in the US as the fanny pack, has made a surprising comeback with top designers and celebrities championing the once wildly-mocked accessory.
Fashion houses such as Gucci, Prada and Louis Vuitton have all showcased bum bags on the catwalk.
And unlike the garish bright, polyester styles of the eighties and nighties, designers have given the accessory a sophisticated makeover with smart leather styles often called ‘belt bags’.

And if that isn’t enough to turn your stomach:

Style-savvy models and celebrities have been spotted donning this sought-after accessory, including Taylor swift who was spotted sporting the ‘Ophidia’ bag by Gucci over the weekend.

Oy vey.  (No pics, because I refuse to be responsible for mass projectile vomiting.)

All that said, I have to confess to owning one of these horrible things.  It’s made of polyester, it’s in my SHTF bin, and it holds five 10-round 1911 magazines.  For emergency use only, when I don’t care what I look like and there are multiple goblins to be shot.

Corporate Nannies

Drive Time, Nannies

Of course, it had to be a Swedish company which decided that government wasn’t enough, and that Something Had To Be Done:

Volvo will limit ALL of its cars to 112mph from next year in a bid to reduce the number of deaths caused by speeding

Of course, if anyone wants to drive fast and buys a Volvo, they’re fucking idiots.

Next up:  Toyota’s Prius, because of this:

Vroom, vroom — or rather, Swooooshhhhhh!

Just Deserts

Men & Women

I’ve been thinking about this whole thing about ex-men (transgender, or whatever the fuck they call themselves nowadays) entering women’s athletic events and — surprise, surprise — winning, in some cases by miles.  (Some background here [warning: link contains Piers Morgan] )

Everyone seems to be going on about How Unfair It All Is, etc., but I for one have nothing but praise and support for this nonsense.  Why?

Because I’m getting I’m getting a severe case of SO (Schadenfreude  Overload), for one thing. I love the fact that the LGBTOSTFU crowd have imposed their agenda onto both women and men, and women are feeling the brunt of the unforeseen consequences.  (“Unforeseen” to them, that is;  anyone with a knowledge of recent history — e.g. Renee Richards, tennis player — knew full well that the girly-boys would always trounce the girly-girls at any kind of athletic activity because loss of male sex organs would never negate the physical advantages that men have over women, no matter how much the feministicals and LGBTOSTFU crowd might try to deny the fact.)

Wishful Thinking, meet Hard Reality.

Which is why I have to change my Depends every time I think of this stuff — it makes me pee myself, I’m laughing so hard.

I also laugh at the fact that Martina Navratilova, once untouchable because of her lesbianism and charter membership in the LGBT Alliance, is getting roasted because she’s actually speaking the truth about this travesty.  (Had the Men’s #100-ranked player in Martina’s time had a sex change, he/she would have beaten the world’s greatest female tennis player 6-0 6-0, and she knows it.)

Truly, the LGBTOSTFU revolution has become so radical that it has started to devour its own — which always happens with revolutions, always — and I for one can only urge them on to still-greater lunacy.

And it doesn’t stop there.  So when abortion supporters get laws that would allow newborn babies to be legally murdered simply because New Mommie Dearest can’t face the thought of changing a diaper in 5 minutes’ time, I say, “Why stop at newborns?  Allow mothers to kill their babies up to the age of 5 years!  Keep the insanity coming!” because at some point, the whole fucking experiment will blow up and come to a merciful end, just as the Soviet Union did, and the little Chavez-Maduro Venezuelan party trick is doing.

And when the Democrat Socialists want to ban private ownership of cars and all air travel, and impose a national rail system to take their place, I say, Go, Go GO little AOC!  Impose the death penalty on people who won’t surrender their Dodge Durangos!  Do that, and see what those unforeseen consequences will bring.  (Hint:  see what eventually happened to Robespierre — the French Revolution’s equivalent of Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez.)

Couldn’t happen to a nicer bunch of freaks.

Stunning

Beauty

If you like gorgeous photographs, look at these.  My favorite is this one: it’s a detail, not the full thing (which wouldn’t have fitted on the page).

The last time I saw lighting like that, it was in a Rembrandt painting.  The photographer is Chris Fletcher, who apparently first picked up a camera in 2011.  (I’m not an envious type by nature, but there are limits…)