From (of course) the Daily Mail:
Angelina Jolie walks away $80 million richer after dragging Brad Pitt ‘through ringer’ in eight-year divorce battle
Were there bells involved? No?
Then it’s wringer, you fucking imbeciles — the machine what squeezed the water out of sodden clothing with rollers (back before we had clothes dryers). Not that I would expect Millennial- or Gen Z illiterates to know about them.
Which is no excuse.
I cannot count the number of timers I’ve written about this scenario:
One of my favorite-ever literary passages is in Joseph Heller’s Catch-22, when Yossarian walks into a bedroom to discover that his lunatic navigator Aarfy has just murdered a prostitute by throwing her out the window. While he’s remonstrating with Aarfy, the military police burst into the room — and arrest Yossarian for being AWOL.
The same thing has happened time and time again*. And here’s yet another one to make your blood boil (as it did mine):
British police were called to a house after a neighbor heard screams. They found a young girl naked & drunk with 7 Pakistani men.
They arrested the girl for being drunk & convicted her. They reportedly didn’t even question the men.
Every single one of those cops should be taken to a windowless cell, tied to a chair and beaten with chains. Followed by the same treatment for those seven asshole Pakis**.
This should also be seen in its larger context. (Warning: it’s really hard to read without an extreme RCOB*** occurring.
*Here. here and here are just three examples where I’ve written about this foul nonsense.
**I know very well that the term “Pakis” is offensive. When it comes to these pedophiles, however, no descriptor is offensive enough. Fuck ’em.
***Red Curtain Of Blood, which comes over your eyes when discovering massive bastardy and injustice.
Legs and lemonade on a hot day… how can that be bad? Now on to the news thing, which is:
…
...I guess that ISIS flag in the truck was just a coincidence, huh? Assholes.
...well, if you’re going to ban guns, they’ll just use trucks.
Oh, wait:
...well, so much for all those NY gun control laws, huh?
On the topic of gun control:
...thus dodging a bullet, so to speak.
Back to trucks, though:
...LOL and it only killed the would-be mass murderer.
And in Green Automotive News:
...the hits just keep on coming, don’t they?
News from The Little Red Book:
...oh wow, who could have predicted this consequence of wealth envy, property confiscation and higher tax rates?
Speaking of morons:
...yeah, good luck with that, shitforbrains.
...which makes one wonder: why would any law-abiding American want to visit Mexico?
From the Police Blotter:
...sadly, as this happened in Britishland, there will no doubt be prosecutions and imprisonment — unless, of course, the shop staff are of a Protected Species (i.e. Muslim).
And in the wonderful world of 
...I’m just curious whether the two barrels are side-by-side or over & under, so to speak. I think we should be told.
And the view from 
:
...I’ve had a soft (okay, hard) spot for this little totty ever since her Veronica Mars days, so why not?
And on that gauzy note, we end this news roundup.
Look, I’m just an Old Man Of Little Brain, so can somebody ‘splain this difference to me?
ATF Isn’t Talking About its Early Morning No-Knock Raid on a Baltimore Gun Rights Advocate
Manley estimated he owns more than 70 firearms, but all of them comply with Maryland and federal laws. He owns no full-autos, suppressors or destructive devices. The ATF learned this after threatening to blow open Manley’s gun safe, which he opened for the agents, who found nothing illegal.
After the botched search warrant, one of the agents who had told Manley’s wife he was the lead investigator, asked her for dimensions and other information about the doors and windows his team had destroyed, which he promised to replace.
Also:
ATF Murders Innocent Man
In March, agents shot and killed Bryan Malinowski, executive director of the Clinton National Airport in Little Rock, Arkansas, in his home.
Agents were clearly spoiling for a gunfight when they went in during early morning hours, and they got one.
ATF has yet to comment officially on the March 19 killing, other to claim Malinowski fired first. But Malinowski’s family released a statement, which confirms what everyone already knew: It is extremely unlikely that the 53-year-old airport executive director knew he was trading gunfire with federal agents. It is far more likely Malinowski believed he was defending himself and his wife from armed home invaders.
This entire agency needs to be defunded and all their asshole agents fired and then prosecuted for all the crimes they committed against law-abiding citizens — both the people who authorized the crimes and the people who carried them out, no exceptions.
Period, end of statement, end of story.
New Wife and I have a Saturday morning ritual which involves me making us tea and coffee and bringing the laptop to bed, where we read the online news and browse a few websites together.
The first thing we look at is this here website, because she doesn’t have time to read it during the week, so we scroll back while she gets a Whole Week Of Kim in one gulp, so to speak. (And yet she still stays with me, which is a miracle, quite frankly.)
Anyway, our first read this past Saturday was my post about beauty and the differing definitions thereof.
I should point out that New Wife has if anything more conservative tastes than I do, and anything that reeks of “flashy” or “loud” makes her nose turn up in disgust. Needless to say, she thought all the ’68-’72 cars I pictured were “dreadful” and “disgusting” except for the E-type (and even that gets only a begrudging pass from her).
One of the other websites we visit each week is C.W.’s Daily Timewaster, which on this occasion featured this vision of loveliness, a Jaguar Mk II from the early 1960s:
This she pronounced as the most beautiful car ever made, because it was classy (inside and out).
By her terms, of course, it is the most beautiful car ever made — because she thinks that almost all sports cars are “flashy”, and the family saloon car is the sine qua non of automotive desirability.
I would actually agree with her, because as 4-door saloon cars go, the Mark II is undoubtedly exquisite, especially when compared to others of its ilk and era both European and American. (With its 3.4-liter engine, it’s also plenty powerful, which she sniffily dismisses with “If you’re interested in that sort of thing”.)
And in case you’re interested in which sports car she would appreciate were we to win the lottery, it’s this one, the 1964 Mercedes 230SL W113 (“Pagoda”):
Can’t really fault her on that one, either. (I’d prefer the later-model W113 280 SL because MOAR POWAH, but she’s unmoved by that, as we’ve seen before.)