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May 19, 2022 Kim du Toit Bad News, Grief & Loss, Writing

I’m really going to miss the writer John Leo. Here’s an example of his wonderful prose, here are some memories of the man, and finally, his obit.

Read all three, and join me in my regret at his passing.

News Update

May 13, 2022 Kim du Toit Bad News

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And if Chinese isn’t good enough for you, try this one:

…so no change from the ordinary for them, then.

From the Dept. Of Irony:

…and if that didn’t make you chuckle, we can’t be friends.

…well, you don’t want an amateur in that job, do you?

…of “unknown causes”. Uh huh.

…every time this old Commie opens his mouth, he reminds us that he’s a fucking moron. Old age sucks. Ask me how I know.

…I know, my index finger is twitching too.

…thus planning to drive away more and more people — I’m betting these assholes have shorted the stock.

…unless they’re White male students, of course; then it’s open season.

Then we have the Pussification Chronicles:

…are you fucking kidding me? That’s almost as bad as the next wussy…

…you might feel vulnerable; I just want to punch you in the mouth, you fucking sissy. You even have a celebrity endorsement.

Doing manly things, on the other hand:

…bourbon and razor-sharp axes: always a good mix.

And as for INSIGNIFICA:

…just throwing this out there, but maybe it has something to do with the vasectomy he had two years ago?

I’ve always had a soft (okay, hard) spot for Keeley Hazell, for two very good reasons. Here she is arriving as some function or other:

And then, some other pics, just to give you an idea:

And that, as they say, is all the news that’s fit to leer at.

News Roundup

May 10, 2022 Kim du Toit Bad News

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I know, I know… but the news is still worse:

…Commie asshole.

…see below.

…don’t you just wish you could do that to the Antifa assholes without getting hassled by the fuzz?

…actually, the reverse is true, but of course the WH is going to get it wrong.

…would that were a literal event.

…it’s a common side effect from eating Tide pods.

…shut the fuck up, Carl.

…they call her “leggy” only because they can’t call her “breasty”.

…sounds about right. Should be more of it.

Train Smash Watch:

…no link, nothing to see. Oh, alright, but don’t say I didn’t warn ya.

And in INSIGNIFICA:

I know, I know: pictorial proof required:

And speaking of the above, here’s Christine McGuinness:

This is being typed on New Wife’s desktop PC, which has a keyboard of the IBM Selectric Model 1 type — meaning that I’ve had to relearn where the various DEL INS BKSP etc keys are located, and also have to pound the damn keys instead of caressing them gently into conveying my fevered thoughts and furious invective onto the screen.

All this, of course, because Moron Kim forgot his laptop’s power cord in Boise, as catalogued on these pages before.

Speaking of fury: a number of you have emailed me, telling me of your repeated inability to log in to this website. There’s nothing wrong with your systems; according to Tech Support II, I may apparently be coexisting on a server at WordPress HQ with another site which gobbles up all the bandwidth, leaving Poor Me to experience delays, 503 notices etc., all of which cause me serial RCOBs not even assuaged by repeated sips of gin. He has contacted the goblins at WP for guidance, and has received notice that a “ticket” has been opened, but so far no other response.

I myself have had to resort to using a “CTRL-A / CTRL-C” routine prior to posting a new piece, lest the input be forever lost in the Abyss Of Teh Intarwebz resulting in a Grade A (Deluxe) RCOB with many Bad Words uttered to upset the Sikh family living above us.

Don’t even ASK how miserable an experience it is to load pics. A single News Update, for instance, can take up to two HOURS to load, with my blood pressure frequently approaching 400/350. So forget any nude pics of Salma Hayek appearing anytime soon; it’s text-text-text for the foreseeable.

If TS II’s supposition is correct, I’m going to have to make a few changes around here, but we can talk about that later, perhaps after I’ve emptied a few mags downrange.

We’ve also been notified by our slumlord that the rent is to increase, to the point where we might actually have to consider moving. So over the weekend New Wife and I will be looking at rental alternatives in the area, few of which at a cursory glance seem to offer the same facilities we have in this place.

Ask me again about my RCOBs.

ANYWAY: all working as planned, I’ll be drawing the lucky ticket for the BoomerShoot ULD Rifle this weekend, and the lucky winner will be notified ASAP. I have to tell y’all, were it not for that UGLY scaffolding masquerading as a stock, I’d get one for myself. Once I’d sighted it in (and Mark C. will attest to this), it dropped pretty much every bullet into an MOA group at 400 yards, and its trigger is close to the best I’ve ever fired. Good grief; what a weapon. I might just repeat the choice for next year’s rifle, so much do I like it. (Caveat: the PMC .308 FMJ ammo I bought was crap — inconsistent, all over the place. Had I used proper target ammo, I have no doubt that I could have achieved one-hole groups at that distance. Lesson learned: next year, if I go, I’ll take handloads or premium target stuff.)

The multiple AARs of Boomershoot will have to wait for next week, but an executive summary would be that a good time was had by all, and that Friend Mark C. is an absolute monster on a rifle — I am truly jealous.

Till later.