From Longtime Reader Sean F:
Potty training, no doubt.
All jokes aside, this goes to show that for this bunch, it’s all just a game. Wait till it gets serious.
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That Freedom Thing
The old expression goes, “If you are not allowed to laugh at something, you’re facing totalitarianism.”
Try this example:
Katie Hopkins has been deported from Australia after ‘joking’ about breaching hotel quarantine rules and calling Covid lockdowns the ‘greatest hoax in human history.’
The controversial British social commentator, 46, boarded a Singapore Airlines flight from Sydney at 3pm on Monday after her ‘critical skills’ visa was torn up by the Federal Government and she was fined $1,000 (£536) for answering the door of her room in quarantine naked and without a face mask in violation of quarantine rules.
Here’s the best part:
It was at 5am on Saturday that Hopkins took to Instagram live to post a speech where she ‘called out’ the lockdowns in Sydney and Melbourne and threatened to answer her hotel door naked.
Why is this funny, in light of her expulsion? She never actually answered the door naked and maskless — she only jokingly threatened to do so.
Nevertheless, to the priggish OzGov, who have to lock down their population serially because of their inability to manage any form of mass inoculation against the WuFlu, this was All Too Much:
Home Affairs Minister Karen Andrews said on Monday morning: ‘I hadn’t heard of her before and I don’t want to hear about her ever again.
‘I thought it was just shameful, the fact that she was out there boasting about breaching quarantine was just appalling,’ she told the ABC.
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‘As soon as we found out about her behaviour and the fact that she was out there openly flaunting our quarantine system here, we took pretty strong action as quickly as we possibly could to get that visa cancelled, and to make sure she would be leaving the country,’ she said.
What a bunch of self-righteous tools.
Oldie But Goodie
From Longtime Buddy Mervyn*, and especially for my Tribe Readers:
ZEN JUDAISM
If there is no self,
Whose arthritis is this?
Be here now.
Be someplace later.
Is that so complicated?
Wherever you go, there you are.
Your luggage, that’s another story.
Drink tea and nourish life.
With the first sip…joy.
With the second…satisfaction.
With the third, peace.
With the fourth, a danish.
Accept misfortune as a blessing.
Do not wish for perfect health
Or a life without problems.
What would you talk about?
The journey of a thousand miles
Begins with a single “Oy.”
There is no escaping karma.
In a previous life, you never called,
You never wrote, you never visited,
And whose fault was that?
Zen is not easy
It takes effort to attain nothingness.
And then what do you have?
Bupkes.
Let your mind be as a floating cloud.
Let your stillness be as the wooded glen.
And sit up straight. You’ll never meet
God with such rounded shoulders.
*My buddy Mervyn looks so Jewish that even at bar mitzvahs, people ask: “Who’s that Jewish-looking guy?” 
That said, he’s the worst Jew since Genghis Khan. Frum, he is not.
Thoughts On Mandelaland Part 3
Boy, they’re coming thick and fast:
What is the point of a government, when we know that it was private security and ordinary civilians who held the line this past week? For all the praise that Cabinet ministers have retrospectively doled out to police and the army, we have all seen the footage of cops responding to the riots with approximately the same urgency as a hungover teenager doing the dishes under duress.
Which was a teeny bit weird, because we’ve all also seen the footage of cops blasting a water cannon on elderly and disabled social grant applicants in January this year after giving them one minute to disperse.
What is the point of a government, when we know that it is warm-hearted citizens and NGOs who will largely be responsible for feeding those who must now go hungry? When Gift of the Givers announced they were on their way to fix things, I can’t be the only one who wished for the hundredth time that we could just chuck the keys to the Union Buildings to Imtiaz Sooliman and be done with it.
And what is the point of a government, when we’ve seen all those heroic ordinary people cleaning up the chaotic aftermath of the riots?
Read the whole article, because one of these days we’re going to be asking these questions of our own government.
Actually, I’ve been doing a lot of that already, and I bet some of you have been too.
Missing Post
You may all be wondering what happened to the Monday Funnies today.
Simple answer: it’s all the Brits’ fault.
Yesterday saw both the final round of the Open Championship at Royal St. George and the British F1 Grand Prix at Silverstone, so I was in a sports coma and couldn’t put together the usual collection of smutty cartoons, memes and scantily-clad women.
I shall endeavor to provide a replacement for tomorrow, although I should point out that Combat Controller is in town with many guns (as always), and some range time will no doubt feature in today’s schedule.
So I make no promises.
Still, to provide at least a token offering, here’s a collection saved in my files simply as “Blanca Suarez”:
I have no idea who she is, but that’s about par for the course (if you’ll excuse the analogy).
Another Martyr
No doubt there’ll be BLM-inspired rioting after this one:
A man was shot and killed by Los Angeles police officers in front of horrified bystanders on a packed Hollywood Walk of Fame on Thursday after he pointed a replica gun at them.
Here’s a thought: why don’t we flood the ‘hoods with replica Glocks?
All I ask is that the LAPD keep their lapel cameras running so we can all enjoy the fun that follows.