what irked people sometimes say in response. Herewith below please find a few quotes (only slightly censored) from an Oz U-toobe regarding wee Greta:
- When Facts don’t matter it becomes a Religion.
- Recent studies have shown that one out of every three Liberals is just as stupid as the other two
- The Climate change movement has become a religion
- Someone needs to feed her better so she’ll start puberty.
- … actually she travels by sailing boat. The crews of those boats have to fly…
- Never let facts get in the way of a good story…
- he who controls the media controls the message. Fashion before facts are all the rage
- Key word here is “fashion.” Ideas become fashionable, and there’s no accounting for fashion
- “Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.” -Voltaire
- The adults have left the room, the west is lost
- Fools will always be fooled by the foolish, so what’s new in the world
- Why don’t they build a city for snowflakes. No electricity, no cars. No flying. No central heating etc etc
- you’re a virus of selfish, badly educated, virtue signaling little turds
- Self flagellation in the middle ages, climate cult now
- Mark Twain said its easier to fool people than to convince them that they’ve been fooled
There’s more but if you made it this far you’ll have to go there for yourself. (Link below). Only the first part is relevant to this post.
In the meantime we’ll wrap up with this time-hallowed old clunker:
Never let facts
get in the way
of a good story.
(It’s eight and a half minutes)(enjoy~!)
(And yes, you’re right—I don’t overly like that guy … he irks me.)
I just loooove Art Deco!
No idea why, I always have. To analyse something is to remove the mystery, and with mystery goes the magic.
Hell … as a non expert tyro I often confuse my decos with my nouveauses. Sue moi. I love Nouveau too, for different reasons; but Deco has a vitality about it, a pure in-your-face joie de vivre.
—uplifted just now from the wwweb. There’s art deco architecture too—and Invercargill is rich in it. For now …
Was rich—the City Fathers are tearing down too much to replace it with an all-singing all-dancing modern
eyesor shopping mall (that they are going to call Plaza)—to attract people from all over the planet.
Stage 1 is under way: the savage demolition of whole streets of Art Deco buildings.
Progress, she can’t be beat! Win/win for the City Councillors—they will never be held to account for the coming huge overruns; and mega-ouch for the little guys forced out of the businesses they sank their own capital into.
CLUE for my angst:
Communism is when the means of Production or distribution are owned/controlled by Government.
AND here’s a photo I took just four years ago, during some minor improvements that by themselves ran into million plus—
—and now all that your eye can see is doomed, businesses mostly gone, much already actively demolishing. Starbucks alone will survive … but in a new incarnation.
I love it—
“In September, Ms Thunberg travelled to New York to speak at the UN Climate Conference. She made her way there on a zero-emissions boat in a journey that lasted two weeks.”
from BBC: CLICK HERE
To be zero-emissions that boat would have to be natural materials—wood, cotton, jute, and such—no plastics (neither in the vessel itself nor the construction thereof)—no chainsaws, no power tools … no metal nails, screws, cleats etc (unless from meteoric iron or native copper). Even no non-organic emergency fuel. Radio? Radar? GPS? Fergeddit~!
The list is endless. If wee cutie* is serious she should be faking it seriously: no canned food aboard, no bottled water—but (horrors!) didn’t they have to fly out a crew member? Oh noooo … jet fuel pollution, the horror, the horror …
And that yellow jacket … is it kosher?
asking telling us to
shut down the 21st century …
… whilst appropriating its benefits HERSELF?
JANUS — patron of Warming Alarmists
* Face it, she’s hardly cute … (but a great tool for the unscrupulous). Although she does nothing for me she holds immense appeal for many—much like that nice Mr Adolf did a while back.
For this scary stuff.
and eeek, too …
Guy might have had me worried if I hadn’t previously seen this—
—which I uplifted en passant from this:
—and so …
the beat goes onnnnnn …
OR, TO BE PC,
WHEN I WAS BUT A
young pup; bright-eyed, bushy tailed, fresh in the navy … they took us down to the ranges and stuck various weapons in our paws with instructions to hit the wee dots shimmering far far off in the dizzying distance.
At the ranges Gunnery Instructors were God (God does exist~!) and regardless of age or mileage everyone was in obeisance (you know what gods are like).
So there I was happily banging away when the salty old guy alongside (a real ancient mariner) laid down his rifle and with a look of all sweet accord asked very nicely; at what target was I so enthusiastically discharging my weapon?
Let us draw a veil of consideration over the rest of this scene—Ed)
Anyway, moving on … I pulled this in this morning and thought if those numbers are well researched and accurate, it says a lot about someone’s marksmanship and the trainings involved—
But let us not lose track of the fact that the insalubrious conditions under which these hits were scored were a wee bit removed from cheerfully banging away on the ranges.
So no wonder everyone’s gone missile mad these days, even if a single round does cost a bit more.
Chart above from—
But the good news today is, who needs hit anything if you can just obliterate the whole arena it is in? (Aaaaahhhh … progress, she can’t be beat!)
that the selling point
‘MADE TO MILITARY STANDARDS’
meant “made before 1935” …
Army Sergeant C.W. Arrowood completely agreed: “The Jap knee mortar gives us hell. They come in fast, thick, and accurate. Can’t we have one?”
The answer to Sergeant Arrowood’s question was a resounding No. United States forces soldiered on with the little loved rifle grenade until the advent of the M79 40mm grenade launcher during the early stages of the Vietnam War.
sourced: CLICK HERE
—reraises an old bugbear of mine, having suffered years of obsolete and obsolescent junk (of which the warehouses were full).
I find myself asking over and over and over again … “Why can’t the designers, manufacturers, and procurers of weaponry be drafted into the forces as ‘coal face’ USERS of said equipments?” for substantial genuine (field) testing?
is best served always by getting the end user to evaluate products under user conditions; and not at all ‘served’ by pen-pushers and crony business/politicians in luxury air conditioned offices discussing over cocktail lunches.
But Mr Warbucks (love that name!) wouldn’t agree. And for many millions of deceased warriors, what might their families say if they only knew~?
Here’s a nice bugbear to help you think
“Always expect the unexpected! Got it, yet, Shorty?”
AND if you have any manner of ‘flesh and blood’ input in your nation’s defence forces—be you Brit, Yank, Russki, or whatever:
how would you feel about getting your relative back in a wee box (if you even got the bugger back at all) discovering later that when dropped in the mud briefly his/her weapon ceased functioning (but rarely the bad guy’s weapons? Weird, that)?
ON SOMEONE ELSE’S BLOG
made me update a bit:
Some damned atheist swine asked the obvious, to the effect—
“So beloved of God … why does the Pope need an armoured waggon?”“
We might add: “… and vigilant well-armed guards?”
(If not armed, are they ‘mobile martyrs’ ready to earn a no-questions-hotfoot-to-Heaven ticket by throwing themselves on grenades or absorbing bullets?)
I HAD TO ASK
and Mr Google as always came up trumps—
What do you get for the holy man who has everything? If he’s Pope Benedict XVI, you get him a new Mercedes-Benz Popemobile.
Based on the company’s midsize M-Class SUV, the new diamond-white Popemobile replaces an older Mercedes model that had served his holiness since 2002. The automaker has been providing popes their eponymous vehicles since 1930.
Mercedes says the new model has an upgraded dome for the Pope to ride in. It features easier access for the 85-year-old pontiff, larger bulletproof glass panels for better visibility and lights in the roof to illuminate the subject below. The throne inside the dome is embroidered with the coat of arms of the pontiff.
It rides a bit lower than the previous version, to make it easier to ship to the Pope’s destinations. The project took Mercedes about nine months to build, the company said.
To read from source: CLICK HERE
Oh wow, I’m truly impressed! Not with the understated ostentation of The Beast (and his transport) but with the wildly enthusiastic Nelson-eyed gullibility of the millions of Widow’s Miters who fund it.
Oops, “indignant rebuttal” alert … okaaaaay … … yes.
But money is fungible, no? (Now go say fifteen hundred Hail Argies and I’ll forgive you.)(Go on, off you go, shoo~!)
AND here’s the grand ultimate paradigm of humility and service standing with a justifiably pleased capitalist of the species. What is it with Popes and religiosi that even their blessed coats have to look like dresses?
NOW I’M AFRAID
I can’t spend any more time on this. I have to look up the reference I was going to finish with … something about a rich man squashing himself through the eye of a needle to enter Heaven. Don’t wait up …
“Hey Argus! It’s right here in The Bible, ya dum’ dog!”