Situation Vacant

This one gave me a chuckle:

Lando Norris’ model ex-girlfriend Margarida Corceiro shows off her incredible figure in a tiny blue bikini after split from Formula One world champion

Well, of course she would.  Her meal ticket has gone away, so now she has to put the merchandise back in the window.

It must be said, however, that without the current F1 World Championship and all his money, young Lando would not be regarded as much of a catch.

But it just goes to show that no matter how beautiful or attractive a woman may be, there’s always at least one guy who’s sick of all her bullshit.  Although, speaking personally, I think she’s completely unattractive:  way too skinny and no superstructure to speak of.  But that’s models for ya.

And About Time, Too

Saith Reader Mike G (who sent me this little piece):  “I just read this and thought it might interest you…”

Diamonds and the prestige that they’ve held for literal millennia are starting to slip. And the reason why is an interesting mix of cultural shifts, economics, and technology. Let’s break it down.

Since practically the beginning of time, diamonds have been sold as something bigger than a luxury product. They held this image and idea of permanence, romance, rarity, and status. Heck, even royalty. But now that image is slipping big time.

Natural diamond prices have fallen sharply, and lab-grown stones have dropped even harder. Just to put it in perspective, a natural diamond now costs 26% less than it did two years ago, and lab-grown diamonds are now 74% cheaper than in 2020.

That’s not just a small dip. That’s a massive fall from grace.

And of course, the company that’s being hit hardest is… [drum roll]  my favorite corporation:

De Beers, the biggest name in diamonds, reported last month that it began 2024 with a huge $2bn stockpile of diamonds and had not managed to shift it by the year’s end. The company has cut production in its mines by 20%, and its owner, Anglo American, has put it up for sale.

Wait, wait…  [pause to let my howls of scornful laughter die down]

So their $2 billion has magically turned to… errrr what’s the price of gravel, again?

Couldn’t happen to a nicer bunch of thuggish shitbirds, say I.  And how I really feel about all this?


For my earlier rants about them, go here and here.  Oh, and here.

Well, So Long Blondie

I guess DJT figured she just wasn’t working quickly enough to prosecute all the Obama/Biden-era bullshit that was heaped on him and all the rest of us.  And I have just the right person for the AG’s job:  me.

Yes I know I’m not a lawyer.  The DoJ’s got whole buildings full of ’em, and where’s that got anyone?

What the nation needs right now is someone to manage all these  assholes  legal eagles and get them pointed in the right direction:  and I’m just the right guy to do it.

Give me two things — okay, just one (I’ve got the 1911 thing all covered).  What I need is an industrial-strength cattle prod, the kind that shocks the bejeezus out of you with just a light touch, and renders you unconscious with any kind of prolonged touch.

Then let me loose in the DOJ, armed with that cattle prod and a copy of the U.S. Constitution, and watch me.  Even Tom Homan would get a little nervous around me.  And watch the ticket prices soar when Congress summons me to testify on some bullshit issue or another.  I’m talking standing room only, bubba.

I used to think I’d make a good Press Secretary.  But DJT’s got that covered with the other blondie, and she’s excellent.  Nah, I want a position that gets me to kick actual ass all over the room, and the DA’s job seems about right.

Now if I get the job, I don’t want y’all profiting from the announcement:  in other words, don’t buy shares in the textile companies that make them orange prison jump suits (if they’re still not all made in China).

The real fun will start when the Clintons and their ilk start looking for a friendly country to escape to.

Hey, it could happen.  [/Judy Tenuta]

How Steep The Slope?

I think it was Adam Smith who said:  “There is much ruin in a nation.”  What he meant was that a nation’s downward decline from prosperity to ruin can take some considerable time — nearly five hundred years, in the case of ancient Rome — because all the foundations of that prosperity and the institutions which maintained it may have inherent strength;  and decay, while apparently certain, can still be resisted or even held back and improved by the efforts of the nation’s people.

None of which applies, of course, when the nation’s institutions are actively destroyed or its policies undermine its very foundations.

Which leads me to Germany, which is doing both by not taking the Greens out and standing them in front of the machine-gun pits.  (Okay, maybe that metaphor could be interpreted as a little too strong, given Germany’s not-so-distant use of said pits, but you know what I mean.)

I suspect that you’ll change your opinion on that metaphor when you read this article:

In response to the intensifying European energy crisis, the green lobby in Brussels and Berlin is accelerating the pace of transformation. Politics lacks the imagination for a real energy crisis scenario. Civil society submits, nearly paralyzed, to its fate.

Anyone who expected that empty gas storage in Germany and the escalating energy crisis in Iran would silence the green lobby in the country must think again. The political representation and its media apparatus — the extended arm of the green crony system — fight with all means to preserve the green transformation complex, regardless of the force with which the waves of reality now crash against the thin green dam.

While economists and business associations worldwide foresee a new energy price shock — with the potential to derail the global economy — solutions to the mercantile bottleneck at Hormuz barely emerge from Berlin’s intellectual narrowness.

On the contrary: On this side of ideologically dismantled infantilism, political elites focus primarily on the survival of their power construct — the Green Deal.

As the saying goes: even civilized societies are always only two missed meals away from chaos. And energy — a steady, secure, and affordable stream of this life force — is the very foundation of what we call civilization.

Stepping back to illustrate the societal phenomenon: under the Green Deal, a highly complex web of politically proliferating environmentalism has emerged — a highly opaque yet extremely effective redistribution machine. Supported by decades of cultivated green moralism, widely accepted in the population — or at least hardly questioned until now.

In this way, an extraction mechanism has emerged that systematically siphons wealth from the productive machinery of society. This wealth is channeled precisely into the green parasitic system, which can proliferate in the shadow of political programs and moral justification without facing significant resistance.

Over time, a state within the state has emerged, its structures deeply grown into economic and institutional fabrics. This entity now seems to be entering a new phase — one of exponential weakening of its host body. Rising energy prices, which over the long term translate into higher inflation rates, are a symptom of the host’s weakening.

I apologize for the lengthy excerpts, but as I read the article, I couldn’t help thinking, “There but for the grace of Donald Trump goes America.”

But more to the point:  if we fail to see that the Green Catastrophe will, if we allow it to, become as much a part of our polity as it is in Europe.  Hell, thanks to the Obama Dozen Years it nearly did, and it’s taking a Herculean effort by the Trump Administration to undo and untangle us from that strangling creeper.

Suicide may be woven into the Western European polity;  but I’m sure as hell hoping that it’s not in ours.