Well the Alberta referendum-voat-thing went as expected. The Libs told all the boomer geezers that if Alberta separated they’d lose all their healthcare and free bennies. So they showed up en masse and voated for canadian unity - it was a matter of loyalty and patriotism don’tchya know… and separatists like me were defeated and humiliated, never ever to question Confederation or the righteousness of the canadian govt ever again.
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The cinema continues apace. I personally think this stuff is just getting started … but whadda I know?
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The Filthie Porch Pirate
In my younger days … I was a crime BOSS. I got all my swanky patio furniture out of Joe’s backyard one day while he was up working hard in the back 40. One day Amazon dropped off a tempting package on Chutes’ doorstep, and I swooped in for some high speed low drag porch pilfering and got a brand new flesh light for free. Did the same to Jack and came away with a sultry inflatable life partner.
My crime spree came to an horrible end when Cederq ordered some mystery meat off the internet.
I’m sure we’ve all seen the monkeyshines and mostly peaceful protests in fwance, eh? And I’m sure we’re mostly on the same page with how to deal with it too? But…what got my attention was this little lady. I dunno if it’s true or not… but the story right now is that she’s a rich daddy’s girl with a penchant for politics and protest. Supposedly she was a big deal in pro-mass-migration politics. Aaaaaaaand… now that fwance has the minimum threshold for diversity… she got culturally enriched when the vibrants sacked her little boutique cosmetics and jewellery shop. That is the bewildered horrified face that launched 1000 cruel memes. There’s a video of her trying to talk to the swarms of pavement apes that were looting her shop.
And I dunno how many times I’ve seen it before. These people are astonished when their feelings and narratives are destroyed in front of their very eyes. But she’s still yapping the shitlib propaganda talking points about multiculturalism. Only this time you can see a shadow of doubt in her eyes. Most women and some men will do it. I just wonder how many strokes with the clue bat they need before they see the error of their ways?
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Voyage To The Bottom Of The She
Yup. It was pretty bad. Even for the 60s. But I shouldn’t be a dink, right? There was no CG or AI back then. Special Effects were… pretty special… the adults went to one hell of a lot of work to make that show for us kids. Does anyone even watch live TV anymore?
I guess they’re going to reboot that old show and bring it back… with the awful white male officers swapped out for women. HAR HAR HAR!!! HAR HAR HAR!!! Oh yeah! Girl bosses’ll make that show better!!!
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I wonder if it’ll be like the video game industry? Right now the big game studios are all committing seppuku. Studios that have been around for 30 years are now laying everyone off, closing the doors and shutting down. One of the key issues behind the decline is that the kids are getting sick of exactly this kind of shit. Their favourite games are being changed and the storylines altered to include girl bosses, fat ugly pronoun girls, vibrants and all the other retinue of degenerate freaks that we’re all commanded to celebrate. The studios drop a major block buster game… the kids settle in to play… and the woke messaging of the game starts. The freak characters come out and the kids turn off the game and go do something else. It’s getting so bad now that the cellar dwelling chuds are actually coming out of the basement and going outside…
The reaction from the developers has been precious. They are all green haired girls with the pig nose rings, BO and sexual hang ups. Or DEI flunkies … and they don’t understand why the audiences are rejecting these new woke games. It just HAS to be racism/homophobia/misogyny/etc!!!
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🎼 Swing Low, Sweet Garbage Truck🎶🎻
… comin’ fer to carry me hoooooommmmeee…🎵
Oot N’ Aboot
Well on that note, maybe we should stay with the theme but dispense with cranky, unsavoury stubfarts with sharp objects and instead conclude with a song of noble poets and mighty heroes with swords.
The minstrels sing of a world collapsing (and prolapsing) - so that a new one will rise. I smell hard times on the winds, and adversity. It used to drive me crazy that the world stubbornly refused to save itself, and it succeeded when the self destructive stupidity set up right in my own family. I learned the hard way that all you can do is let Darwin, God, and Murphy deal with the stupids and try to back off far enough so that ya don’t get any of the brown stuff on ya when they do. I fear that adversity is coming for us all, and meeting it with quiet courage and humour as our ancestors did… might be the best way to handle it.
Do you feel bad times on the winds too?
If so… I hope we’re wrong.
Cheers!
Filthie
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