Category: Bad News

The usual mix of bullshit, assholiness, stupidity and government tyranny [some overlap].

…thus rendering it unwatchable, and unwatched.

…probably using the same process he used for designing Vista.

…yeah, putting synthetic chemicals into your body was always risk-free. [/sarc]

…which means that we probably need to worry, because China is a bunch of lying asshoes.

…let’s hear it for !SCIENCE! — and incidentally, that makes the score:  Climate Predictive Models 0, Reality 10,000.  You have a better chance of winning the Powerball than they have of getting the forecast correct.

…using the Left’s previous argument in a different cause:  if they’re old enough to die in battle, they’re old enough to vote  carry a gun. And speaking of underage:

…so he could pork her without getting arrested? [/Jerry Lee Lewis]

…I should point out that the vibrator was first powered by electricity in 1880 (twenty years before the invention of the electric iron and vacuum cleaner).  Here’s kinda what they looked like:

And now for even more INSIGNIFICA:

   
…as Mr. Free Market said, when I sent him this article:  “Ah, summer.”

Which reminds me of this Summer (Monteyes-Fullam), looking all summer-y:

…because that’s just the way my mind works.

Confetti blown in the wind
Nobody cares
Journalists howl at things.
— Haiku, Kim du Toit

So today we lead off with INSIGNIFICA:

     
…and the A in Arquette stands for Asswipe.

Now onto the the (ahem) “hard” news…

…but that means they’ll just hate us up to 11 now !

…no doubt celebrating the news of America’s withdrawal, in their traditional manner.

…and in all those years, she never once thought of, say, leaving his freako ass and going home to Momma.

…not to be unkind, but the only way this chick could “sizzle” is if you dropped her onto the griddle at Waffle House.

…it’s not crazy:  you are, you fat trailerpark sow.

…we’re not “allowing” it, as none of the poxy car manufacturers has ever actually asked our permission.

…I didn’t think I could like these three guys any more than I already do, but this is epic.

…and when Mr. Sex Pistol himself calls you a moron…

…don’t too excited, folks.  This has as much chance of getting past President Braindead’s veto pen as Ted Nugent has of getting a handjob from Oprah Winfrey.  In Madison Square Garden.  On stage.

…see the item above.

…serves ’em right for being rude.

…oh.  My bad.

…

Silly fools even draw the swastika ass-about-face.

And finally, from the Department of the Blindingly Obvious:

The REAL news:  Carol Vorderman has freckled boobs.

With news so dire, you’re going to wanna enroll in the Rifle, Hipflask & Church Steeple Club©.

…well, duh, O Commie Dwarf:  more “workers’ rights” = “less money to fund space exploration”.

…these ads are created by city trendies who have no teenage girls.

…name just ONE.

…and when you read the criteria for membership, you’ll be thankful that you don’t qualify.

…it will stop when you stop worrying and start ignoring.

…oh man, would I love to introduce this snowflake to some real Gestapo agents, or a couple apartheid-era South African cops of my acquaintance.

…the word you are looking for is “betrayed”, not “outed”.  Punishable by:

…and if I called for a volunteer to push this asshole out of the chopper, I’d be killed in the stampede.

…you have to ask yourself who would be surprised by this news item.

…from the Department of the Blindingly Obvious.

…and the very next day after that happens, someone’s going to shoot you in the face.  Enjoy the revolution.

…and she looks pretty much as you suspect she would.  Ordinarily I would tell her boyfriend to find another woman, but from the looks of him, she’s probably as good as he’ll ever get. — Dr. Kim

And now, to cheer you all up after all the bad news:

One for my Readers Over There:

Let’s hear it for the Ozzies:

For my Canucki-Readers:

Finally, for the Seffricans:

Requests from other nations’ Readers will be taken under consideration.

…with only occasional links, but always commentary.

…such as hard work, honesty and education that doesn’t include pickpocketing lessons.

…fuck off, Food Scolds.

…except that the first is reality, the second, fantasy — you Royal twerp.

…because that “Find the cracker guilty or we’ll burn the city down” policy seems to be working pretty well.

…stop, stop, my sides are hurting…

…it’s so cute that the writer thinks that “common sense” and “government policy” can coexist.

…result:

And on the topic of vaccines:

 
…and:

…which should come as a surprise to absolutely… nobody.

And on a related topic, all in a single week:

…because, as any fule kno, China is asshoe.

Time for some INSIGNIFICA:

     

And finally:

…and as a child of the Sixties , all I can say is:  “Welcome back, girls!”

…I have missed you all SO much.

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Trivia, propaganda, and made-up nonsense, all treated with the respect they deserve.

…don’t be too sure, Scooter.  Depends on whose knee is on your neck.

…as someone once said, you would have to have a heart of stone not to laugh like a hyena at this one.

…finally, something President Braindead does that I can get behind.  [/selfish]

…frankly, I think the Izzies should do a lot more of it.  (Fucking with the ragheads, and bragging about it.)

…okay, can we go back to calling them the other thing then? [/wetbacks]

…wherein Germany tries to copy Canada.

…as Dr. Increasingly-Irrelevant strives to lose his title by finding another dead horse to beat.  And speaking of irrelevancies:

…yeah, the only good thing about Covid was that it pushed this shrill little scold out of the headlines.  So now she gets to scold the world on medical issues?

…I’m torn between indifference, and the prospect of future schadenfreude.

and:

…begging the question:  what, exactly, are the cases they will accept, if not on election fraud and Constitutional freedoms?  Useless fuckers.

Now for some INSIGNIFICA:

   
   
…although to break my own rule, for once:  odds of Our Kim K. ending up with a White royal, billionaire or A-lister:  1,000 to 1.

Finally, some REAL news:

So here’s a small preview thereof:

Hey, it counts as news:  she’s a radio host, right?  Here’s a non-calendar pic of her going to work:

To paraphrase the late Cilla Black:  That’s a lorra-lorra woman, right there.