Things Are Not What They Seem

Now, you tell me things are not going whacko. Headlines from Friday. Thanks to Maggie’s Farm:

 

Man, father, rescues daughters from undertow – drowns. Toxic Masculinity;

Berkeley bans manholes and natural gas…beano and toxic masculinity to come next;

Colorado State University states that the name “America” is not all inclusive;

Gasden Flag denounced as thought crime…see natural gas above;

A liberal tweet goes viral. “White people love dogs because they miss owning slaves;”

Progressives (lefties) shout “White Supremacy” at every image of the Rorschach test;

Suicides up over climate despair. “Why go on living when it always rains on my Pride Parade;”

British MP wants end to affordable food to fight obesity and climate change. As an adjunct, on hearing this “foodie” suicides up due to tainted food scare;

Prince Charles once again changes his climate change doomsday prediction. Climate suicides spike on hearing the news;

Facebook bans St Augustine quote as hate speech. “Love your neighbour as yourself” deemed to be just too toxic for the LGBTQ crowd;

Educators aim to end “whiteness” and racism in Mathematics: 1 + 1 = 11; 2 + 2 = 22. “We are dumbing down” one was heard to say. We want to sink to the lowest common denominator!!;

Attacks on “white, male moon landing” geesh, Liberals cannot stay away from criticizing significant American accomplishments as virtue signalling; and

Democrats tell Americans that their citizenship means nothing.

 

And all of this taken from just one day of headlines. That is why I love doing this blog. There is no end to the madness out there.

All of this sure does smell:

Have a great day.

 

SJ…………..Out

 

 

Nothing New

Getting into the dog days of summer. Very little to report.

Have a beer. Okay. Have you got the opener?

Gotta love those Brits…er Irish. Humour.

A Dutch swimming pool. C’mon in the Pilsner’s great.

I see the Tour de Farce is on:

I watched the Tour de France today on TV. Now there is an exciting spectator sport if I ever saw one. Like cross country skiing! And what does one call a large group of cyclists anyway? A turd? I mean a group of whales is called a pod, seagulls a flock. So what do we call a group of cyclists? Probably a herd. Okay, watching this herd of cyclists covering about 200 km was as exciting as watching paint dry, or watching the paint dry on a barn door.

”Paint dry? What is dat? “ My Dutch colleague asked.

“Well, you know, like watching grass grow.” I answered as diplomatically as possible.

”I don’t understand dis, paint dry or grass grow.” He looked at me with askance – a dumb sort of look on his face.

“Okay I’ll be as diplomatic as I can be.” I replied.

It’s……..B-O-R-I-N-G

“Sucre blue” he exclaimed in his best Dutch.

“ You mean Sacre Bleu?” I corrected him.

”Dats vat I say, Sucre blew.”

So after 2 hours of watching a turd, I mean herd, of cyclists ride by the announcer comes on to inform us all – with bated breath – that there are only 150 km to go.

“Getting close” I thought to myself – ooooooooo

And what did the man on the street have to say after camping out for over a week on this stretch of a French country road to watch this herd ride by.

”So what do you think?” The French reporter asked.

“Well I have been out here for a week just to see this race!” The spectator exclaimed. And just as he was telling the reporter what he felt the terd, I mean herd, rode by in a flash.

“I missed the herd. I have been here all week.” Damn…..Sacre Blue.”

” You mean Sucre Blewd.” The Dutchman corrected him.

What this really boils down to is that like spectators all over the world they are really hoping and praying that this herd of terds will wipe-out.

Tour de Farce!

Time change? Do you agree or disagree with it. Well the UK Parks department at Stonehenge definitely have something to say about it: (Click on the link then open).

Stonehenge

That’s about it for today. I also have a quote:

“When I married Ms. Right, I had no idea her first name was Always.”

And a joke:

“A middle-aged couple had two beautiful daughters
But always talked about having a son. 

They decided to try one last time 
For the son they always wanted. 

The wife got pregnant 
And delivered a healthy baby boy. 

The joyful father rushed to the nursery 
To see his new son. 

He was horrified at the ugliest child 
He had ever seen. 

He told his wife: ‘There’s no way I can 
Be the father of this baby. 
Look at the two beautiful daughters I fathered! 
Have you been fooling around behind my back?’

The wife smiled sweetly and replied: 

‘No, not this time!'” 

This song will get your toes tappin. “Ramblin Man” by the Allman Brothers Band. Dickie on lead vocal and guitar. One of the best solos ever. 1972 was a great year for music.

Have a great weekend.

 

SJ……………………..Out

 

 

Stupid Is As Stupid Does

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“Life is like a box of chocolates you know….cause ya never know what your gonna get….” except of course the ones with the nuts…

Consider just how nutty Canada’s policy is on building pipelines:

“We already knew how bad C-69 was when it was introduced as a bill. And of course, it goes without saying, all the bizarre conditions and regulations would only apply to Canadian industry. There would be no gender analysis or Aboriginal analysis or queer analysis or feminist analysis of oil brought in from the U.S. by rail, or brought in from Saudi Arabia by tanker.”

Cause they’re all eunuchs in Saudi Arabia.

Never mind that, what on earth does a queer, or a feminist analysis have to do with the building of a pipeline. Oh you mean that somebody is going to get fooked? Oh, it’s a metaphor. I see and I get it now.. Indigenous analysis. What on earth is that? Oh I get it. That is when a pipeline goes through Indian Land and the natives only get 10 gazillion dollars in royalties. They’re fooked as well. Or perhaps they are smoking something from their pipes. Incredible.

Stupid does what stupid wants: India mission bureaucratic and diplomatic staff were subjected to Canadian government counseling sessions titled “Minding Difficult Conversations”, “Building Civility in the Workplace” and a 3-hour session named “Values and Ethics in the Workplace.” This was done after Trudeau’s disastrous India visit. At the end of it all they were also subjected to 1.5 hour long exercise called the marshmallow and spaghetti challenge. Participants were “divided into teams that compete with each other using certain supplies… (including spaghetti and a marshmallow) to see who can build the tallest structure”. The winner got a box of chocolates, smores and a posting to Parliament Hill.

More chocolate nuts: Trudeau Liberals hiring a climate Barbie whisperer to help Catherine McKenna. Who you may ask?…..why Ken of course. How much? $2M. I kid you not.

 

And the sad thing in all of this? Polls are indicating that Trudeau is going to win the next election. Stupidity rules.


Nuttier still from the LGBTQ community: an abortion should just be a discussion between a man and her doctor. No one else. Or, better still: I am a lesbian trapped inside a man’s body.


A new paperback is out titled: “Understanding Women”

Should be a best seller. If only you could lift it.


What goes around comes around…or mechanical Karma: Elon Musk’s Neuralink Says It’s Ready for Brain Surgery … The startup just unveiled its plan to implant paralyzed patients with electrodes that’ll let them work computers with their minds. Hands free. Just like his driverless cars. And the patients? Oh those poor sods who believed that Musk’s driverless cars were fool-proof. Well, they weren’t and these fools are proof of that.

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Update:

It’s sad and frustrating when half of the super chargers AT THE TESLA FACTORY aren’t working and the employee inside says the only thing we can do is call and report them. I’ve been waiting to talk to an actual person for <15 mins now.

Tesla’s self driving brain surgery community is all in a tizzy right now.

Yeah, especially when that asshole Tesla operator tells us to press one!!!


A premonition perhaps. In training:

                                                              The rowing machine on the Titanic


This has to make you cry: New York Post reports that at the beginning of the moon landing astronaut John Glenn wrote down those famous words as in…one small step for man…..Life is like a box of chocolates you know cause I is as stupid is as stupid does.


Love this:

 

 

Have a great day and have a chocolate.

SJ…………………………….Out

Climate Change And Saving The Planet

Here in Canada we now have a climate emergency. Yup, it is the new paradigm brought to you by the UN. The whole western world has embraced this concept.

Interesting, about 6 months ago a poll was done asking Canadians about their priorities given the upcoming election. The economy hit number one with climate change down at about 14. This was unsatisfactory so the Canadian press, in collusion with the Liberal Party of Canada, began to change things in a way to scare Canadians into thinking that the world is g0ing to end in 2030 if we do not something about climate change right now. We have to save the planet. Yes we do but not from the climate…from ourselves.

Can anyone out there consider the pure arrogance of the notion that we can change the climate of the world by reducing CO2 levels by eliminating the use of fossil fuels? This is insane yet the general public has drank the Kool-Aid. Climate Change action is now the number one electoral priority in our country. Group Think on a massive national scale? You bet. All courtesy of the liberal press in this country.

Take the sun out of the equation and see what will happen. Or just obscure it. Our last solar eclipse did just that and our ambient temperature dropped 10 degrees. Climate is just too complex for any one variable, in this case CO2, which happens to be absolutely imperative for all life on earth. The environ-mentals would have you think otherwise.

Did you know that June was the hottest month ever? Now it’s July and July is only half over. It will be August as well, followed by September, October….well you get the picture. I can tell you for sure that 2019 will go down as the hottest year on record. Why? Because the UN has to keep the apocalyptic narrative going. It is all part of their long term game plan to rule the world at some point in time in the future. This is their stated goal.

Did you know that cats are fatter today then they were in the 1990s – and that climate change is to blame? I always thought it was government largesse or subsidies.. Or that Whacho Cortez believes that to pay for her multi-trillion dollar Green New Deal all the government has to do is print more money through the Treasury. Venezuela anyone…or Germany after WW1. But for all of you environmental hypocrites out there I have this to say:

“Okay, have your way…now. Stop all production of oil and gas…NOW. No more airplanes, no more fancy cars, no more holidays, cruises, excursions…nada. Turn off the gas pipeline that goes into your house. Turn off that stove, washing machine or use nothing but wind and solar and see how far that takes you. Do it now. Get rid of all plastics including all medical appliances, tubing, intravenous bags. Scan equipment, everything. Don’t just talk about it because if you do not you are just one of the millions of hypocrites out there. And all of you that bought fancy homes out in the burbs, miles from your work…well take shitty public transit, that is if it services your neighborhood. If not, well walk to work.”

Enjoy your day.

In deference to our Prime Minister:

SJ………………………Out

Wednesday is “Hump Day”

From a previous post:

Yeah but it’s only Tuesday Shakeyjay. No matter. The world is going to end in 11 years so who cares.

With 15000 camels deported to Qatar from Saudi Arabia, “Hump Day” brings a whole new meaning to that country.

Friend of mine is going on an all exclusive vacation to Mexico. “High end accommodation, high end food, high end drinks” he told me. Should be fantastico.

And of course…high end Kaopectate!

Because you know those gastro intestinal critters are not discerning in the least – high end or low end it means the same thing. Puking at the high end and shitting through the eye of a needle at the low end.

“Have fun.” I told him. Then I thought: “Three grand and the only site he’ll see is that found at the bottom of his commode, aka, a high end toilet.

Who on earth would ever vacation anywhere south of San Diego? Butt there is a reason you know why those Mexico and California / Texas borders are so crowded with irregular aliens from Mexico and Central America.  All they really want is Keopectate.

They just want to be regular people is all!

I gotta go!

A very popular tune that could be heard at the border.

SJ…Out