The rest of the article, sadly, is quite serious. Read it anyway.
It wouldn’t surprise me if at his next speaking engagement, the Ginger Duke wears a pussy hat.
The rest of the article, sadly, is quite serious. Read it anyway.
It wouldn’t surprise me if at his next speaking engagement, the Ginger Duke wears a pussy hat.
Friday Night Movies tonight will be a little different from normal, in that there won’t be an actual movie linked.
There will, however, be over fifty movie recommendations for everyone to pick from.
All the shit that doesn’t deserve its own post.
1) Leader of attack on U.S. Embassy in Baghdad was a guest at the Obama White House — wouldn’t surprise me if his “welcome basket” included a bj from the First Lady, either.
2) Trump orders our Dealers of Death to blow up various terrorist assholes — please Sir, can we have some more?
3) Iran Threatens “Escalation” — go ahead. Here’s what happened to another country (Japan) which escalated on us. We even have a term for it: “massive retaliation”.
4) Fidel Raul Julian Castro quits the presidential race — who? And speaking of hopeless losers:
5) Democrat presidential hopeful Joe Biden launched into the New Year by urging voters to make 2020 the year for gun control — go on, Joe; write off well over 50 million gun owners (who all vote) before the primaries… yup, that’s going to work well for you.
6) Veganuary makes its appearance — as if Dry January last year wasn’t enough to make us want to throw those scolds off high buildings, now the nut-eaters are joining in. Time for some serious counter-measures:
As my old buddy Paterson used to say: “A meal without wine is… breakfast.” One could say the same about steak, except that Steak & Eggs is one of my favorite breakfasts. Anyway, to continue:
7) Virginians are buying guns and ammo in record numbers, and paying with cash — but yet they’re going to vote for some another Democrat and his gun control agenda in November, we’re told.
8) The Internet strikes again, and again — remind me again how we’re so much better off with technology.
9) Appeals court orders Arizona State to reinstate male student expelled for having a threesome — finally, some good news. Just watch: the Leftists are going to try and create national nookie control, next. They’ve already started, on campuses...
Then again, I’m so old fashioned, I thought a threesome meant this:
…and not this:
Add this guy to one of the greatest composers you never heard of.
Okay, that’s not exactly true, but Neil Innes was certainly the greatest satirical composer ever. Here’s just one example: Hold My Hand (The Rutles). Yes, that’s Monty Python’s Eric Idle on (McCartney-) bass, and Neil doing his John Lennon impersonation on vocals.
I’ve played song that to fanatical Beatle freaks, telling them that it was an undiscovered Beatles song which actually spawned Please Please Me, I Wanna Hold Your Hand and She Loves You — and not one ever called me on it. And then there’s Get Back Get Up And Go… and I Am The Walrus Piggy In The Middle. The list is endless.
Here’s Neil talking about The Rutles, and here’s the entire All You Need Is Cash TV show.
Let’s not even talk about Neil’s 1960s Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band and Urban Spaceman… which took aim at the drug culture before that became cool.
R.I.P. Neil Innes (1944-2019)
I forgot to post this earlier because New Year Malaise, but here it is.
Firstly: I have always restricted my post times to early morning (around 6am Central). While this will continue — there will always be something for the Early Birds to read — I’m going to spread things out a little, especially when it comes to news and current events. This post is one of them. Next item:
Mostly, I resist reserving certain days for specific topics — other than the Monday Funnies and Friday’s Caption Competitions, of course. These will continue ad infinitum / nauseam.
Starting this weekend, however, the following will become standard:
Neither of the above will prevent me from posting pictures of similar nature during the week, of course, but weekday fare will consist of the usual snarling invective, ill-tempered rants and in general, my habitual shaking of the fist at authority figures, stupid people and Socialists [considerable overlap].
I trust this meets with general approval, but if it doesn’t, c’est la vie, as always.
One thing will not change: I don’t do guest posts, or do link swaps to other websites, so if you’re one of those assholes who loves the content of this place, sees a fit (because of a single article I once wrote) and wants to post something about fashion design, don’t bother. This is a one-man show.
And lastly: tonight’s Friday Night Music (which will not be a weekly fixture) features a musical composer of astonishing talent, except you probably never heard of him.
In ascending order of awfulness, proving that the gift-giver doesn’t really care about you.
For men:
And for women:
Your suggestions in Comments. Bonus points if you actually got one of them this Christmas.