“It’s horrible, it’s terrible, and most of all it’s just a goddamn shame,” the hat said.
“I know, I know,” the hair said. “It’s just awful.”
“What are you two on about?” Donald asked. The sharp crack of his first can of Diet Coke of the day was as comforting to him as the dawn muezzin call for the occupiers of London.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” the hat said morosely.
“He’s having a hard time, Donald, you need to give him some space.”
“Big I want to talk about my big beautiful bomb,” Donald said petulantly.
“That’s what she said,” the hat moaned, no hint of jubilation or malicious glee.
“You’re going to be OK, buddy,” the hair said, rubbing tender tendrils along the hat’s bill.
“It exploded,” Donald said.
“I love explosions,” the hat said. “I missed it.”
“I know it’s been hard on you since you were banned from The Situation Room.”
“Boom!” Donald said.
Barron entered The Oval Office breathlessly. “Father, is it true? Are we at war.”
“Not really,” Donald said. “We dropped a few big bombs.”
Barron straightened to attention and said, “I will enlist immediately, Father.”
“No, I don’t think so,” Donald said. The hair let out a hysterical giggle.
“But you will look weak to your enemies,” the giant young man said.
Donald stood and guided Barron from the room, “I’m kind of busy right now, my son, my handsome, tall son. Can we not talk about this later?”
“Trouble, Father?” he asked.
“No, it’s just that my hat is depressed.”
Barron’s shoulder twitched. It always twitched when Father mentioned them.
“It can’t be true!” the hat wailed after Donald shut the door.
“He’s working through the stages of grief,” the hair said.
“How could she let herself get fat?” the hat cried unto heaven.
“That,” Donald said, pointing at the photo on the hat’s laptop, “is why you stay away from Puerto Rican girls.”
*tres enters the chat*
At least 30 lbs more.
Whomever managed to pull me out of her could be the next king of England.
Lol. I had no idea you named it Excalibur.
LOL!
Can we not talk about this later?
Steee-rike.
It is Trump’s fault. She is stress eating to cope with his dictatorship.
Well, she does want to be a Democratic heavyweight.
Since Crockett entered the scene she has to work on expanding her base appeal to African American men.
“The sharp crack of his first can of Diet Coke of the day was as comforting to him as the dawn muezzin call for the occupiers of London.”
Nicely done.
That was my favorite.
Best of lines.
Thirded. I literally howled out loud.
I could hear the sound of the can shhhhppprraaak! with the call to prayer in the background.
Just… *mwah*.
The Hat goes for American girls, he doesn’t care about their ethnic origin.
“No, it’s just that my hat is depressed.”
Ixnay.
Um, is that a baby bump?
Did AoC’s soyboytoy somehow manage to keep it up long enough to knock her up?
She’s waiting to tell everyone so that the abortion can be a surprise.
Why would you think it was him?
Do you really think there are a lot of guys lining up to bang AoC? Not that I’m accusing her of being bad in the sack…but at some point you have to take the ball gag out and listen to her talk.
Do you really think there are a lot of guys lining up to bang AoC?
Have you met the male species?
I thought most D’s preferred the D around DC.
Would
Apropos
JD telling a Hat & Hair tale.
https://x.com/bennyjohnson/status/1937682638443028711
It is funny because it is true. Oh yeah, and all those smokin’ hot Russian mail order brides? They all grow round shoulders and mustaches at 35.
Why must you crush my hopes?
And now I understand a comment made in the AM lynx.
Maybe he could ask Congresswoman Greene for some coaching.
Or she.
stupid fingers.
Big Beautiful Commie.
“Help, Step-Congressman! I’m Stuck In The Dryer!”
*golf clap*
When you film this movie may I suggest that she be stuck in the pork barrel, not the dryer,
Blind pigSoave finds a truffleIf you don’t like how much money is spent on politics, then the best solution, in my view, is to make politics matter less. If the government had less power, it wouldn’t be worth spending so much to control it.
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If we want to limit how much say wealthy people have over government policy, we have to set limits on government policy, not on wealthy people — because limits on people apply to my free speech rights, and to your free speech rights, too.
You can’t be wrong all the time.
I’ve told that so many of my Lefty friends. If you decrease the power the government has over our lives, the less likely the wealthy and ambitious can fuck our lives up. Always they give me a blank stare.
“But then who would protect the little guy from the wealthy and powerful”
They don’t have as much power over you anymore, so you don’t need to be protected. What they do should not affect you unless you want it to and if it does and you don’t want it to you can use the law against them.
“They would just pay off the judge and local politicians to get the case squashed.”
If you cut the power of the state than they have no leverage to do this other than direct or indirect payments that are harder to hide.
is usually degrades from there to ridiculous for instances where water or air was polluted before the 1970’s or that coal miners were exploited in the 1890’s. At that point regulation and legislative overreach and workers and people fighting for their rights would be my go to, but it seldom goes that far.
Timeloose:
I usually hear more along the lines of “but who would inspect the [food/medicine/schools/buildings/assholes/etc.]” The girlfriend and I were talking about licensing requirements at one point, and she agreed that some licenses were not needed (hair braiding), but she was adamant that things like salons needed to be licensed and inspected to keep people safe. Regardless of me asking, “If you thought they weren’t doing things safely, wouldn’t you leave instead of staying there for any treatment?”
She went through it, and other people should too.
Neph, that is the same thing I deal with. Self regulation is done as much as needed to keep the customer’s coming back. I’ve gone to and frequented a less than clean and well managed restaurant because the trade offs were worth it to me. Cheap good tasting food with a slight risk of mild illness if I ordered the wrong thing was a good trade-off as a younger man. Now I would not take that risk, but I did in the past and do for other things still.
Let me make that choice.
It’s mostly theater anyway. Some building codes, fire codes, health codes, and licensing requirements are good sensible rules derived from experience, others are aesthetic preferences, still others are carry overs from past ‘wisdom’ which may no longer apply, or even be counter productive with modern materials and conditions. Some inspectors are petty tyrants looking to punish anything they can spin as violating a rule, others are checking boxes and ignoring anything not immediately apparent and on the checklist, a few are dedicated and reasonably capable. No matter which combination of the above was at work in any particular case the sticker on the window, or the license in the back is the same.
Maybe it sometimes makes you safer, it certainly raises barriers to entry into business, and it sometimes stifles innovation. I doubt a thorough analysis would conclude most of it is worth the cost.
Licensing requirements might have made sense at one time. At least I can see an argument for them in the past. But these days online reviews function far more effectively than licensing requirements.
The thing about building codes, fire codes, and the like is they suffer from regulatory creep, too. Every new round of members on whatever committee runs the code has to “make their mark”, and they always do it by making things more complicated and difficult. It’s pretty much built in to regulations, government or private, that the ratchet turns over time. At some point (a point I think we passed some time ago) you get deep into diminishing returns and the opportunity costs start looking like “nobody can afford a house any more”.
Jaime, I am not a fan of online reviews. They can be (and are) gamed, and they suffer from negativity bias (happy customers don’t leave reviews, pissed off customers do) even when they aren’t being gamed.
Timeloose:
You have to be careful about those historical anecdotes. If you did into it you usually find those noble coal miners battling for the little guy were a bunch of commie shitheads that actually got off easy.
Barron’s shoulder twitched.
Imagine the burden on that shoulder if he knew.
It was just a matter of time. Male congresspeople always develop the jowls, and female congresspeople end up shopping at Layne Bryant.
Beautiful. A whole page of misdirection before we get to the (unPC) punchline.
Trump voice: “But it was a BIG, Beautiful misdirection… the best misdirection, really… People will be talking about this missed-erection for a long time… a long, long time.”
The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin’
+1 pink torpedo
talk about mudflaps
my girl’s got ’em
I’m so glad that I didn’t accidentally see the conclusion first. I really needed that.
“How could she let herself get fat?” the hat cried unto heaven.
She looks good to me, minus the obvious fact that she is talking in the photos.
She has the “grift of grab” spoken with her signature dingbat tone.
She is transitioning from a shapely young woman to a barrel.
Emerging tummy and flab hanging at the bicep.
Too many calories and not enough exercise.
The future looks grim for AOC.
Tracy Morgan called those “Bingo Wings”
This seems quite likely.
That’s my expectation too.
He will be voting for him so why not endorse him?
https://www.thetruthaboutcars.com/cars/news-blog/volkswagen-promises-a-return-to-physical-controls-for-real-this-time-44514865
Did they pinky swear?
It’s a trend. The new Chryslers will have an option called “de-tech” which I am curious about.
You don’t want the standard Fratzonic exhaust?
Pretty sure I am already equipped with that.
I bet they have lots to talk about.
Iranian defense minister arrives in Qingdao, China
https://x.com/RT_com/status/1937919640874655755
That air defense system the Chinese sold them might be on the list of topics.
Anyway, they deserve each other.
Oh, what a feeling!
https://www.facebook.com/BelAirToyota/videos/this-1980s-toyota-ad-called-oh-what-a-feeling-still-truly-captures-that-same-gre/747115489050475/
https://www.jalopnik.com/1894519/extreme-heat-buckles-missouri-road-sends-toyota-corolla-flying/
Timing is everything.
Come for the clickbait, stay for lecture.
He just had to add climate change to the end of the flying Toyota article. Highs in the 90s and lows in the 70s is not climate change.
Pointing to weather events as evidence of climate change: Science
Pointing to weather events as evidence that the climate is more-or-less the same as it has always been: “Weather is not climate!!”
Americans can’t even build a road properly.
Here we go again. Something sensational that has happened numerous times in the past, as far back as we remember, but is little known being hyped up as OHMYGODUNPRECEDENTEDGLOBALWARMINGHEATWAVEDOOM!!!!!!
So tiresome.
why you stay away from Puerto Rican girls
Don’t think it’s the weight.
Is it the stabbing?
But they’re just dying to meet me.
Could of sworn he said, “just dying to meat chew.”
Suthen – a response from the dedthred.
It was like that too, even up in the Yankee north: testosterone so thick it would fog your sunglasses… Wait, no it didn’t! Because men didn’t wear faggoty sunglasses back then either!
I was trying to explain the phenomenon of casual male violence circa 1970s recently to someone younger and I could see they thought I was from another planet.
“For example,” says I, “if a guy walked into a pizza place with a hot girl, and you were a military-age-male, you were allowed a glance – not a stare, not a comment, and for sure not a fucking leer – or you could expect you would be throwing down, maybe even before you got outside.”
That was straight-up reality where I was from – even into the late 70s and early 80s.
IOW, to genuinely defend my comment to tater, when we still had some elements of honor culture, there wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell that a guy would think he could dress up as a woman and go into a girls’ room. WOULD. NOT. HAPPEN. That’s not a coincidence would be my argument – and I think “The War on Boys” covers elements of this, though maybe not the more conspiratorial ones.
*pins up Ridgid calendar in public location*
The potential for violence on a typical night out in the late 1980’s an early to mid 1990’s was significant. Drunk or sober hot heads were prevalent. You learned to see the signs and either avoid them, treat them with kid gloves, or just be sure to have enough in your or your friends tanks to respond to them. I still have about the same level of awareness, but there is little need in most places I frequent.
It was also the time you learned that having the wild card in the friend group was not always a recipe for good times. Learning de-escalation tactics were very helpful to a young Neph (who managed to be involved in hundreds of mosh pits, but only be involved in the periphery of several bar fights).
I spent the 90s working in nightclubs, the last hour of the evening was crazy time as the guys who hadn’t managed to hook up started looking for a fight to make the night out not a complete waste. Watching, and getting caught up breaking up, fights between college dudes who thought a fight was a macho athletic thing and much more serious redneck types who purely enjoyed hurting people taught me a couple of lessons. One, your life can change dramatically, and permanently in the blink of an eye. Two, you never know who you are picking a fight with so just don’t. Curb stomping is a real thing not a humorous euphemism for getting beat up, and when someone stomps a boot on your head when you are on the sidewalk you leave in an ambulance, probably down significant IQ points, and looking forward to lifelong issues.
I picked the boring life. Found a girl; got married; had kids; and stayed home at night.
Boring is underrated.
Having to worry about who I look at, and how (tell me the objective difference between a glance, a stare, and a leer) to avoid having to ‘throw down’ with some testosterone-addled lunatic…doesn’t strike me as a very pleasant way to live.
1For people who press that kind of thing on me…they’re the reason I carry a Clinch Pick and a Glock 48.
doesn’t strike me as a very pleasant way to live.
It wasn’t.
As, a short, fat, introverted book-nerd, public school was 12 years of hypervigilance to make sure you were never caught alone with the wrong guys.
But those years were nothing compared to the turmoil of modern, lawless youth who carry guns and have no reluctance to use them.
Yup. And those modern, lawless youth are very often using their guns to settle disputes in exactly those kind of honor culture duels, because the official systems for arbitration of disputes have proven to be bigoted, corrupt, or simply unavailable.
It’s a particularly vicious circle, no?
ES, it really wasn’t that bad. Just behave yourself, and you’d be fine. Nobody ever threw down on me, and I was around plenty of pretty young things. Basically, the ability to not stare/leer, whatever, is pretty much the same when you are a single young man in a bar, and a married man out with your wife.
Of course, while I love me a dive bar, I also tended to steer clear of places that had the wrong vibe. Situational awareness is always your friend.
RC – I don’t worry about it, mostly because I always behave myself (in public, anyway.) But I also don’t want to live with a culture where some asshole feels free to put their hands on me because of some (drunken, imagined, drunkenly imagined) slight. I’ve caught my lifetime supply of beatings – I’m not taking any more.
As with everything, there’s a line. Lines are best when they’re bright, clear, and easy to perceive.
I was speaking more in the past tense, the 70s, 80s, 90s that were under discussion. I didn’t really worry about it at the time, and don’t now.
That situational awareness is/was for avoiding places with assholes who feel/felt free to put their hands on you because of some (drunken, imagined, drunkenly imagined) slight. And they are definitely still around.
I’m listening the Theo Von’s interview with Thomas Massie and it’s a great interview but man it makes me depressed. The system and voters incentivize the crazy spending and corruption, so the only way this will change is a huge culture shift back towards liberty.
huge culture shift back towards liberty.
Not going to happen without a massive culling of the sheep.
And I don’t want my kids, grandkids, or great grandkid living through that.
When the economy rolls over and low end people suffer the most there will be changes.
Miss 2-3 meals and everyone is a revolutionary as I remember the saying
And I don’t want my kids, grandkids, or great grandkid living through that – what is the alternative? status quo lasting forever? No collapse?
what is the alternative?
Live the best life you can and hope it doesn’t blow up during your life.
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Things seems to accelerating at this point — the world fails slowly, and then suddenly.
So, I am very pessimistic about the next couple of decades.
If I learned anything from revolutions, with the rare exception of the Revolutionary War, it never increases liberty and if anything else creates an environment for some strongman to take over.
It depends on who the survivors are.
Yeah, but they are so exciting.
https://babylonbee.com/news/get-a-load-of-this-dweeb-who-still-thinks-we-care-about-what-the-constitution-says
thing is, if he is a small minority he will get nothing done so caring about the constitution is sadly meaningless, for practical purposes.
This video popped up last night
The woman who destroyed Harley Davidson. Entertaining, if you enjoy foaming-at-the-mouth outrage about the demise of faux-outlaw motorcycle culture.
And who might she be? I’m done with videos that can’t be bothered to put a name in the title.
*ennacts Sensei’s labor*
Lisa Korrin, Change agent and Culture Warrior
Thanks. She has like zero internet presence.
I don’t much care for Harleys. I think they are outdated and overpriced. I hated the wringing in my hands after riding one. But their core buyers* do like them. I am aware that their core buyers are aging out of the market, but maybe don’t piss them off while you chase the younger market.
Just a reminder, it’s the last Wednesday of the month, so it’s a new cartoon.
“That,” Donald said, pointing at the photo on the hat’s laptop, “is why you stay away from Puerto Rican girls.”
Having just returned from San Juan (which was great), I can confirm the preferred diet of fried starch with a side of starch results in some sizable culos.
so pump and dump before they hit 30?
I think it’s pump and dump before they plump.
And who might she be? I’m done with videos that can’t be bothered to put a name in the title.
I must have been pretty bored to sit through it. It’s a long drawn out saga. A rogues’ gallery of incompetent and malevolent C-suite traitors and saboteurs actively plotting the destruction of Harley life. Lots of woke treachery and intentional ruination.
The German athletic shoe genius was an interesting choice for an American brand. I get they are status and image products, but at a completely different price point and does he understand the culture?
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jochen_Zeitz
He also served as a board member of Kering, the luxury goods company and chaired their sustainability committee, for whom he developed its global sustainability
There you go. He’s the villian.
Crappy bikes, aging demographics, changing tastes didn’t help either.
Barron’s shoulder twitched. It always twitched when Father mentioned them.
Barron knows.
Mini ultrasound machines for vein imaging for vascular access are amazing. Showing up in a hospital after two decades since the last visit is mind blowing.
There was a parade of people brought in from left field to ru(i)n Harley. Some guy with a luxury jewelry background. The guy from Tesla who pissed away so much money on the EV. The title villain, who was a brand manager for General Mills, or some such thing.
The video talked about how the dealers got screwed. It’s like nobody from corporate HQ ever talked to the dealers or made any attempt to find out who bought their product or why. They had a logo, and they thought that was all they needed. Just jack it up and slide an entirely new and different clientele under it.
Harley Davidson had badcustomer issues. The fine self sacrificing people you are maligning came in to try to save HD by helping them transition to goodcustomers. Unfortunately they were unable to fix the evilbadproduct quickly enough to shift to the new goodcustomers. Obviously there is no place for products that appeal to cisheteropenisborn in the modern world, and unfortunately Women and LGTBQ2IA+ real humans judged that the atonement for the evils of internal combustion came too late and the evil brand failed.
I mean, HD could have leaned aggressively into the leather fag/diesel dyke market. Not saying that it would have saved the brand, but it would probably have been worth a try – I still meet a fair number of gay dudes into Harleys…
If your plan to draw in new customers involves driving off the current customers it probably won’t work out.
Where’s Tres?
https://x.com/Alphafox78/status/1937888765730603321
She does seem fun, doesn’t she?
Indeed she does.
And she struck a fine pose.
He’s the one in the pool wearing water wings.
I mean, HD could have leaned aggressively into the leather fag/diesel dyke market.
Based on the video, that was part of the strategy. At one point they were running lipstick lesbian ads, apparently. I don’t think it moved much product.
Probably not enough assless chaps shots…