Crossie
Jul 19, 2023 6:52 PM
JC
Jul 19, 2023 5:39 PM
I think the country has a grandma problem.

No necessarily a grandma problem, I suspect it’s an empty nest syndrome. These women are at a loose and and need meaning in their lives. In more religious times they would have been involved in their parish activities so now they are replacing that void with the green religion.

Meaning is for the depressed. They need drugs of many kinds and at frequent intervals.

Plenty of Sixtyish Grandmas died during the Pandemic, they’re still dropping.

Pfizer, eh?
Solving the excess Grandma problem
[since 1923]

Calli,
as a cheese lover, I wait with anticipation for your cheese-a-logue. Leave nothing out please. 😀

Pogria, if I tried every type of cheese on offer here I’d be six axe handles across and BA would need to give me a seatbelt extension! 🙂

Having said that, my favourite so far are the tiny “young” wheels of creamy soft cheese like a rindless Brie. I suspect it’s made from raw milk. It’s served with a dressing of honey and accompanied with nuts or bitter leaves. The other good one at the opposite end of cheesy taste is the bright orange, crumbly “blue”.

And that’s enough from this surrender monkey. Time to venture forth.

Calli,
thanks for the twofer. I know what you mean. Cheese is great for the bones, too much, not so great for the bum. ;D

I like kraft singles.

bespoke
Jul 19, 2023 7:10 PM
Meaning is for the depressed.

?

Obscure joke:

Popper in interview:

“Most philosophers are really deeply depressed because they can’t produce anything worthwhile.”
Aristotle:

“Those who have become eminent in philosophy, politics, poetry, and the arts have all had tendencies toward melancholia.”

Hunchback really copping it sweet from everyone this time.

Will this be his downfall?

I pray to Lord Almighty, praise be to Jesus that this piece of shit goes in disgrace.

Thinking and/or worrying about ticks suggests only a desire for recognition. But most of us are anonymous to each other, so any recognition can only puff up the ego and then only momentarily.

Bar Beach Swimmer, your extended exegesis on upticks is completely redundant to what my complaint has been about. It is NOT about ego. I don’t give a fig about who does or doesn’t uptick what I say. And having ‘friends’ here has nothing to do with upticks. It has to do with the encouragement and commonality I have felt and shared with certain people concerning their interests and what they say and what I say. Obviously, some people are more on my wavelength than others (the fifth century in Britain, for instance, is not for everybody; nor is autism). Why I concentrate on upticks relates absolutely and only to the manner in which a known STALKER, far worse than Grigs ever was, who tells inordinate lies about me, and clinging to a narrative she’s established over years, is approved of by massive numbers of upticks, indicating approval of her STALKING (which is what it is, and what it has been for over ten years now).

You wonder at me as an eighty year old (until tomorrow, lol)? I’m ok, a reasonably normal person, not dementing and fairly involved with the world. I am coming in on this topic again merely to say that your interpretation of why I am here and what I want (upticks! upticks!) is specious and unworthy of your intelligence. You have grabbed the wrong end of the stick. What I want is for absolute stalking to be recognised for what it is and ignored. If someone really thinks the female stalker has a point, then come in and elaborate on that point and I will answer it, rather than upticking a stalker. You think I’m a narcissist? Well, define your terms and I will answer you. You think I have mentioned my Huguenot ancestry 177 times? Ask me if that is true and am I just going on about it or is there a reason for any occasional mention I make of it, and I will put you straight. You think I tell lies as the stalker always claims? Well, as I say to people when they say that about Trump, I say to you re the stalker, which lies? Name them. I cannot and will not answer the points of a stalker, the lies, and the half-truths and nonsense she goes on with to denigrate my commentary. But I will answer the statements of others. The mention of university medals for sheer self-enhancement that the stalker claims? Let me tell you more about my experience of autism in medalists in that case and you might see why I was raising that issue. You think I make too much of my academic achievements? Tell me, and I’ll tell you how hard I have worked for them, and against what sorts of disadvantage, the sort most people here could never conceive here (some few might). I’ll also add that I mention these rarely and in appropriate contexts. My comments on my background, made in good faith and for historical information, not to garner sympathy, the stalker calls Angela’s Ashes, doing injustice to a good book (see my comment on it backthread) and trying to shut down any commentary I may make on the issue of childhood experiences. My familial experience of immigration also elicits the stalker’s hostility, so ask me why I think my own is signficant and important historically. I am also happy to respond to any queries or beliefs about my possible over-sharing made by others, not the stalker, on these aspects of my life. My response will be about exploring written forms. As for living where I do, the stalker simply cannot cope with her own connotations of this, and goes off the deep end about it. What she retails is not my reality. If you wish to know more (or less) about it, tell me and I will respond instead of upticking the stalker.

You think I talk at cocktail parties about ‘my book’ and bore people to death and haven’t produced anything as the stalker constantly claims? If you want to take up that line of the stalker then I will point you to about twelve (haven’t really kept count) recent publications, two of them major, in Quadrant (and a track record of publication that got me appointed to a senior lectureship). If you think I shouldn’t mention this, then I will respond to you why I do and why I have some right to do so, and leave you with your own opinion once you have heard mine. And there is no cocktail party where I converse on the fifth century, as the stalker is always keen to suggest in her mocking. You think no doubt with your upticks of the stalker that my husband is a rat with a gold tooth, and later that I am also such? You think my husband should have been fully doxxed by name on this site by the stalker? You uptick that it is ok for her to stalk me via my first husband’s credentials, which she has done? You think that I haven’t seen the stalker reduce some people here to fear concerning her doxxing of them, destroying them economically? To the extent that they wrote to Sinc about it? In other words, if you uptick the stalker to tacitly agree with ancient memes better buried, you tacitly disagree with everything that Dover (with his duelling thread) and Sinc previous (putting her into moderation) have tried to do to protect the blog.

The stalker is a sad case. She choses to live where she does; if she’s happy there that’s fine, but she does have other options. It seems her sisters are coming to visit soon, probably with bad news, she implies. She will seek comfort here and should get it. I am not trying to stop the stalker engaging with this blog. I just think she has a fixated stalking mentality about me in particular (and has had with one other person here in the past). Thus, I will continue to object to her real stalking as long as it continues to exist on this blog. And also object to those who uptick it. As for upticking me, forget about it. I’m not looking for it, and certainly would not be here if it was important, I’d go for it more on The Australian, where it counts, for I am not one of those whose comment topics are likely to engage large numbers. I don’t try for that. I enjoy being here for its own sake and for exploring some ways to write things.

Mark Steyn’s heart troubles continue, forcing him to abandon the MarkSteynOnline cruise a day early.
He was “wheeled off the ship and straight into bed in Trieste”.
His take on culture and politics is irreplaceable. Get well soon, you fearless warrior.

Delivered the weather report and then keeled over and died.

Global warming dunnit.

Laws was always an ALP shill.

Linda Burney rejects Jacinta Price’s Voice debate challenge

No, no, it’s not outright rejection, it’s just a temporary delay. They need to install the Ministry of Truth ACMA Misinformation powers before they have the free and open debate on the InVoice.
It is all part of plan, comrade.

15 yo I know of at Camberwell Grammar in Melbourne. A good footballer, academically successful, says he and mates are sick of the trans/ gay stuff pushed by staff and some parents and peers are reacting strongly against it.
Two boys at the school have identified as trans and cop daily ridicule and mockery from others.
Most of the boys see how sick it is, he says, want nothing to do with it and resent like hell the way it gets shoved at them.
From my experience of adolescent boys I’d say this tale of resistance to authority figures is spot on.

Laws was always an ALP shill.

You guys are nuts.

“Politics are hard. Blak politics are harder and rougher.

She in the senate, but Thorpe can’t even spell a simple word like “black.”

BLAK means they’re really black and not actin’ white.

The first Black Panther was pretty good.
Michael B Jordan is a very good actor.
Boseman would be rolling in this grave over the second one.

Yep. The kids know they are perverts. Shits gonna get real soon. These neo-marxist homo lovers are gonna get wiped out.

No they’re not.
Why be a dickhead all your life?
Are you trying to make up for Winston Smith taking a break?

If Hunchback ran a business like it does Sicktoria, how long would that bag of shit last?

Not even 1 day.

Albo is either naive in the extreme, or very very sneakily evil.

A sinister idiot perhaps.

Rose was into the morphine. She also married her real estate agent, slick willy. He turned out to be gay in the end I think. Complicated people.

Crossie
Jul 19, 2023 8:27 PM

Laws is almost unknown in Sydney’s western suburbs where 2GB is still the top station even if not as popular as it used to be during Alan Jones’ time. The only reason I know who Laws is dates back to my childhood when he was the daytime radio.

In my days as a trainee nurse Bob Rogers was favourite but did see Laws on TV and Bandstand a few times:

John Laws – Before This Day Ends (1962)

John Laws Little Bitty Big John 1962

John Laws – Funny Way Of Laughing (1962)

cohenite
Jul 19, 2023 9:24 PM
Cohenite’s strategy to clear his head is to listen to a talking head. He needs to do the Montreal Cognitive Assessment.

Don’t be patronising dickhead.

Not at all meant to be helpful. Pure insult.

Lang Hancock mentioned???
Now my only chance this decade to haul this one out..

What’s old and wrinkled and hangs out of a yellow bag?
Lang Hancock!

What’s old and wrinkled and hangs out of a yellow bag?

What’s yellow and feeds off dead beatles? An oldy but a goody.

That pileup on the Bruce Highway…

‘Massive explosion of fire’ after crash with seven vehicles and army tank | 9 News Australia

These ambitious Americans are getting too far ahead of their own schedule. Usually Abrahms tanks don’t end up in a twisted burnt out wreck until they get to Ukraine.

Apologies Doverlord.

Forgot about the R word.

UK military to improve thanks to Ukraine ‘battle lab’ – minister

Britain will roll out new combat technology faster after learning from the ongoing conflict, Defence Secretary Ben Wallace has told MPs

The UK is learning from Ukraine in order to improve its own armed forces, Defence Secretary Ben Wallace has said, as he presented an updated national military strategy document to Parliament.

The plan also seeks increased investment in military personnel, closer cooperation with the defense industry, and a boost in productivity within the department.

Senior Ukrainian officials, including Defense Minister Aleksey Reznikov, have touted their nation as a natural testing ground for Western-made weapons.

“We are interested in testing modern systems in the fight against [Russia] and we are inviting the arms manufacturers to test their new products here,” the Ukrainian minister told the pro-NATO Atlantic Council lobby group last month. “Give us the tools, we will finish the job and you will have new information.”

Wallace is among the most enthusiastic public supporters of Ukraine, and has consistently expressed certainty that it would prevail in the conflict with Russia.

During the parliamentary debate on Tuesday, the minister claimed that the measures formulated by his office would allow the UK to obtain military capabilities faster and be more agile in deploying them globally. Britain’s activities would be linked to those of its allies, he insisted.

Moscow has blamed NATO’s expansion for triggering hostilities with Ukraine. By supplying weapons to Kiev, the US and its allies are prolonging the conflict but will not change its outcome, Russian officials have said. Moscow also accused the British government of being instrumental in derailing peace talks with Ukraine last year.

Meanwhile

“West ‘lucky’ that Ukrainians are dying on its behalf – Zelensky aide

I think someone said this afternoon that Nigel Farage’s balance dipped below the required amount for the hoity-toity bank he was banking with.

I have heard tell of required minimum amounts for some institutions.

Thankfully, we can all rest assured he wasn’t ‘cancelled’ by Big Bank and the Cartels and the Lizard Overlords/R-child people due to his moderate conservative views.

The required amount in Australia may be a fee of $10 a month – hence $10.

If it was a merchant back or similar; he might have taken a capital loss recently. I suspect it is political fuggery. What minimums do they require? If his chequing (what Australians for some unexplained reason, call a “savings” account) was being used for margin lending, uummm?

I asked jokingly if the reason they stopped me was because of the beard and the black bag

Perhaps you look like Dusty Hill?

Yes, it is rather silly.

An underused meme.

Both of you can now carry on as you will. I just needed to clear up the ‘stalking’ issue.

Well, ferk you, Saint Delta. You can hold those views of me and that’s fine, tell us some more about your cooking and your wonderful family and how much they all love you and your wise advice, but you have cleared nothing up at all. Johanna has absolutely stalked me, in such appalling detail (and far more actually) as I have added in a piece below your comment, for more than ten years here now. That is much more egregious than saying, as you do, that you don’t like me much, if at all. Horses for courses there, my dear, after you took offense at something I apparently said about your leg and I haven’t got a clue in the world what that was, apologising anyway, as I don’t like being offensive to people.

I speak of my life as it is, as I live it day by day, in all of the autism chaos that you claim to know so much about, fixing things where I can and doing my best. Am I never to speak of as my life here in that regard, while others may feel free to merrily carry on about their days? I think self-satisfied middle class people such as you, who have had every opportunity in life, who do not deal with the mental illnesses and other issues that I have had surrounding me, have a great deal of hide to make comments such as you do about me.

I ask you, Delta, to imagine being labelled with the narrative of smears and untruths and then the doxxing that the stalker has pushed on to me in her fixated attacks, which always come unasked and unwarranted by anything that I have said, only prompted by her hostility to my seeming good luck in life. I could do the same illustration for you that I did to show Bushkid how unpleasant such fabrications and nastinesses are, but one example is quite enough.

My husband says he can no longer come in here to check what is happening to me on this blog. He finds it extremely distressing and naturally doesn’t want me on it, as has happened in the past when everything has been soured by yet another of this vicious fixated female’s attacks. This time however I refused to be cowed. I will answer back not, as I said to Tom, crawl down a hole wounded. My husband wants me to give her a hearty ‘feck you, you stupid bitch’ back every time she attacks, and to regard the upticks as sheer fabrications rather than see a problem with the people here. However, clearly there is a problem with a lot of the people here. I explain to him that any retorts simply encourage a stoush, stoush, onya girls, mentality here. I’ve had years of saying stop your vile attacks. I am not going to leave this blog, nor change how I am here, and I intend to continue on as usual, except that I will not write travelogues any more.

Tom’s comment to me has put me right off that.

This can all die now on the old thread.

I’m going back to bed, to wake as today’s woman not yesterday’s.

A word about that from Christopher Brennan, always a favorite of mine on my birthday recalling the journey so far.

Ye have built you unmysterious homes and ways in the wood
where of old ye went with sudden eyes to the right and left;
and your going was now made safe and your staying comforted,
for the forest edge itself, holding old savagery
in unsearch’d glooms, was your houses’ friendly barrier.
And now that the year goes winterward, ye thought to hide
behind your gleaming panes, and where the hearth sings merrily
make cheer with meat and wine, and sleep in the long night,
and the uncared wastes might be a crying unhappiness.
But I, who have come from the outer night, I say to you
the winds are up and terribly will they shake the dry wood:
the woods shall awake, hearing them, shall awake to be toss’d and riven,
and make a cry and a parting in your sleep all night
as the wither’d leaves go whirling all night along all ways.
And when ye come forth at dawn, uncomforted by sleep,
ye shall stand at amaze, beholding all the ways overhidden
with worthless drift of the dead and all your broken world:
and ye shall not know whence the winds have come, nor shall ye know
whither the yesterdays have fled, or if they were.

the horror

the horror

h/t Mr Kurtz