2012-04-26: NOW WITH SHINY UPDATE AND EVEN MORE LOL!
A MakeupAlley Green Board LOL:
Mkay… Continue reading
Nathan J. Winograd (Director, No Kill Center), “Shocking Photos: PETA’s Secret Slaughter of Kittens, Puppies.“ Huffington Post (2013-04-02)
With thanks to MUAer JoshuaP for bringing this to my and other Green Boarders’ attention.
Warning: contains graphic images.
Warning: kinda sorta not news. I’m sorry if this is news to you, but PETA’s been clear for aaages that they “euthanize” un-adoptable rescued animals. For all the time I’ve known of PETA’s existence. What is news to me is the extent to which killing isn’t the exception but the rule. And the cynical manipulation of kind, good-hearted, well-meaning people to get their money. Which said people might think is going towards the maintenance of shelters and their inhabitants. And running fleets of mobile spaying vans. Not to killing animals off as cheaply as possible, spending lavishly on advertising campaigns, those vans having a quite different and darker purpose, and… um… wherever else the money goes…
As my grandad used to say: “where there’s brass, there’s muck / where there’s muck, there’s brass.” I was often perplexed as to which was which, and when to use one version of the phrase rather than the other. He would nod, wink, and say I’d got the point.
Caveat: it remains to be seen Continue reading
Or, bringing the phrase “it gets better” into disrepute.
See, the real root problem in what follows is one of individual limits, a lack of contact with reality, and their combination with historical ignorance.
The first of those is a big problem: an individual who is not of the most blessèd in the brain department, who makes do the best they can with what they’ve got, but who is a fundamentally simple creature (like all trolls) with simple appetites, comprehension of their surroundings, and capacity for meaningful interaction and activity. I was always taught that one should pity the afflicted, and help them as best one can, as much as they can take too (because these are still sentient beings with feelings and will, albeit of limited judgement). Now, a simple creature thinks in terms of survival and territory. At least defending what territory one has (vs. diminution and extinction), at best expanding territory. The latter counts as “success.” One all-too-prevalent version of which is the Viagra Paradigm. Also, all Ayn Rand idiocies.
We’ve seen—heck, even Darwin saw this, and certainly Malthus before him—that how evolution and The World work is a bit more complicated. But here’s where the unhappy, nay verily tragic, conjunction of individual limits and interaction with reality intersect. For the simple creature does two things: Continue reading
or, a continuation of our adventures in the Mysterious and Marvellous Land of Feck… Continue reading
It’s only Tuesday, but there have already been some beauties:
The images that currently attract the most spam—
—from troll-spotting (4): portrait of the troll as a young bitch (September 2011), the last in that aforementioned series; and featured in this spam of the week post of a couple of weeks ago. As this week’s “spam of the week” shows, the “spam of the week” posts attract a fascinating array of meta-spam; of which this post would be para-meta-spam I guess. Fascinating. Count me fascinated.
by which, I do not mean f***
but the reduced form of the chemical element with atomic number 9.
Consider this one of my many gripes about Whole Foods (and indeed other local granolemporia). To start with a positive, the Vancouver branches of WF have excellent cheese. And chocolate. And many other fine things. They have a shite selection of cosmetic, skincare, and haircare products: for those whose skins are of a more sensitive disposition. OK, there are a few Good Things: Curelle, and several appropriate things from Earth Science, Jason, Desert Essence. For example. So there are some positives to report.
But not enough, and too much crap, and too much overpriced crapola. Continue reading
I haven’t really felt like posting anything on here, or indeed anywhere else, for the last week. Partly thinking about Hélène and her loss. Partly work. I went back on MUA today, you know properly, actually logging on and reading stuff rather than skimming through in 10 seconds and thinking “vapid vapourous vacuous ****s” and deciding not to log in cos otherwise I’d write something that was true, but also hurtful.
There were a couple of interesting things turned up today. Continue reading