Whose that girl that doesn't live here anymore?

 

Famous as one of the worst neighbors who ever lived in suburbia she snooped all the time and couldn't figure out that her next door husbands first husband was gay! Then he got replaced by a guy with the same name. Who does that?

Now they ripped off her persona on the new Marvel TV show "Wanda Vision." Still there was nobody like her and we enjoyed her until she left television to open up a restaurant and piss off Arlo.

Whose that girl that doesn't live here anymore?

Oops he did it again...and it wasn't even to Britney!

 

The Luv Guv with the nipple rings got caught at it again. From the New York Post

'Ruch, a former member of the Obama administration and the 2020 Biden campaign, said she met Cuomo at the crowded wedding reception in September 2019.

Within moments of being introduced, Ruch claims, the gov put his hand on the small of her lower back, which was exposed in an open-back dress.

“I promptly removed his hand with my hand, which I would have thought was a clear enough indicator that I was not wanting him to touch me,” she told the Times.

But the governor apparently didn’t get the hint.

He allegedly noted that Ruch seemed “aggressive” — and then placed his hands on her cheeks and asked if he could kiss her, loudly enough for a friend of Ruch’s to hear, according to the report.

“I turned my head away and didn’t have words in that moment,” Ruch said.

Ruch said she was so shocked, she had to ask a friend whether the gov’s lips had actually touched her face as she was pulling away. She was told that he kissed her cheek.'

It looks like the long knives are out for Nipple Boy as he is no longer useful to the communists who run NYS. They needed him as a plausible foil to Trump. Just as Clueless Joe Biden was an old white man with supposed blue collar appeal. Now they are going to jettison him to get a POC POS in there. 

Couldn't happen to a nicer guy.

WKRLEM-TV: Gavin McInnes on Hannity

Telling the truth no matter how much it upsets the feminazi's.

He's not a sexist. Just a realist.

Try To Be Less White, International Edition

Coke's new slogan "Try to be less white" is making the rounds. Actually, I think it was only leaked in an internal memo and now the Company is trying to rabbit hole the whole affair. Let's see how the slogan would play around the world using Google Translate. I've underlined the term for the color white.

English: Try to be less white

Dutch: Probeer minder wit te zijn

Esperanto: Provu esti malpli blanka

French: Essayez d'être moins blanc

German:Versuche weniger weiß zu sein

Greek: Προσπαθήστε να είστε λιγότερο λευκοί

Italian: Cerca di essere meno bianco

Latin: Conantur minus alba

Polish: Staraj się być mniej biały

Portuguese: Tente ser menos branco

Romanian: Încearcă să fii mai puțin alb

Russian: Постарайся быть менее белым

Spanish: Trata de ser menos blanco

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White, wit, and weiß are clearly teutonic; blanc et al. appear in Romance languages, but Latin itself and Romanian use a derivative of alba. Portuguese is weird in that it uses branco instead of blanco. So I looked up the latinate "bland" in Portuguese and I get "brando." Now just imagine Marlon Blando. I included the Greek λευκοί which transliterates to leuko to remind us of where the word leukocyte comes from. Finally, the Polish word biały and the Russian word белым are closely related. I don't know Polish but I've read that it is Slavic with a Roman alphabet. 

Now let's do the phrase "Try to be more Black."

English: Try to be more black: 

Dutch: Probeer meer zwart te zijn

Esperanto: Provu esti pli nigra

French: Essayez d'être plus noir

German:Versuche schwarzer zu sein

Greek: Προσπαθήστε να είστε πιο μαύροι

Italian: Cerca di essere più nero

Latin: Experiri potius esse nigrum

Polish: Postaraj się być bardziej czarny

Portuguese: Tente ser mais negro

Romanian: Încearcă să fii mai negru

Russian: Постарайся быть более черным

Spanish: Trata de ser más negro

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We see immediately that English is the outlier--the other Germanic languages use something akin to swarthy; The Greeks use μαύροι for black which is curious because it transliterates as mauve. I thought that was purple? Clearly the Latins gave us the dreaded N-word and who knew that LBJ spoke Esperanto? Finally, we see that the Poles say czarny where the Russians use черным: Again Slavic cloaked in Roman. 

New York Gov. Andrew Cuomo: 'i wanna see you eat the whole sausage'

 

 

Nothing to see here. Just move along.

Hipster Holocaust

Hipster Holocaust Chapter Six

Anna walked down Court St from her job at Brooklyn Leaf and nodded to some of her acquaintances as she maneuvered between the platoons of super-sized strollers that dominated the sidewalks of the brownstone neighborhood. Where once old ladies pushed carts full of groceries and kids ran and played there were only trust fund hipsters or the impatient Karen’s married to hedge fund Wall Street assholes. You used to have to worry about stepping in dog shit and now it pushed past you in designer sweat pants.

She had a small bag of Italian cookies and a coffee in her hands as she ambled slowly down the street. She didn’t have anything particular to do that day so she was in no hurry. She said hello to Nestor who was sweeping out in front of his bodega. She often went there late at night to pick up something or other. He was always very nice as was two out of his three daughters. One of them was a real bitch but that was understandable as she took after her Mom who was the Uber bitch and that wasn’t just because she drove for a livery service on the side. It was because she was just downright nasty.

Just as she got to the corner of President she noticed something odd. It looked like two cops were going into the plus size boutique on the corner. She didn’t know for sure that they were cops but she was willing to bet that they were based on their cheap suits and their attitude. That attitude was not something you forgot if it was ever turned toward you. She shivered. That was in her past. Let it stay on Long Island with the rest of her past life. She had come here to be reinvented and she wasn’t going to look back. Not for one instant.

As soon as she had turned the key in the lock and walked into her apartment on the parlor floor she head her land lady call out to her. “Is that you Anna?” she said in her quavering old lady voice. Oh well she needed some attention and Anna was glad to give it to her. She was her surrogate grandma. Anna never knew her real grandma and liked to image Celeste as her own little old Italian grannie. “Yes it’s me Celestine” she shouted as she leaned over the banister that led to the garden apartment where her landlady lived. “I will be down to see you in a minute. I brought cookies.” “You are too good Anna you didn’t have to do that. Come a down when you can I have something for you too.” “Ok be down in a minute.”

Anna put her keys and coffee down and put the bag of cookies where she would remember to take downstairs. She stripped off her work clothes and changed into sweat pants and an oversized t-shirt. Wearing her new Ugg slippers she walked downstairs carrying her bag of biscotti.

Anna knocked on the open Kitchen door frame. “Can I come in” she asked. “Of course, Bella, of course you come-ma right in. How are you?” “Great Celestine. I brought you some biscotti. Oh and I brought in your garbage pails.” “Thank you Bella. That Georgie is getting so muschada. Anyway I cooked up some eggplant the way you a like. You take some upstairs OK.” “Oh thank you so much. But I can stay with you and talk for a while if you want.” “That’s a nice. Let’s a do that. Come we a eat now.”

Celestine was a wizened Italian lady who met the cliché to a T. She wore a black dress and had a prominent mustache. She was only four feet six inches tall and round as zeppole that had been too long in the deep fryer. With all of that she was the perfect landlady. She always understood if she was a little late with the rent or had to pay in installments. So in recompense Anna would do little jobs around the house. Bring in her mail. Sweep outside. Take in the garbage pails. Go shopping to pick up the odds and ends or the specialty items that Celestine needed to whip up her delicious Italian food. In return Celestine would invite her over for dinner or give her a plate to take upstairs. She just had to be careful to watch her figure as she could seriously plump up if she ate too much pasta from her kitchen.

Not that anyone else was watching her figure. The downside of having her landlady so involved in her life is that she could never bring anybody home. There was anyone in her life and there had not been anyone for quite some time. Most of the guys she met at her job were no goes. They were either arrogant hipsters or clueless neighborhood mooks who were living in the 1950’s as far as their attitudes to women were concerned. She didn’t socialize much and really didn’t have any close female friends. Even the girls she met at auditions didn’t warm up to her. She thought it was it was because she was too talented but it could also be because she was too shy to strike up a friendship so she was considered stuck up and aloof.  Her only friend was a 70 year old woman in a black dress.

Celestine walked over to the stove using her cane to lean on as she had very bad knees due to her age and the weight she had put on these last few years. She lifted the top off of the pan on the stove and stirred the contents with a wooden spoon. She dipped the spoon in and took a little of the red sauce and brought it up to her mouth. She tasted it and smiled. “Bene it’s a ready. Get a plate and come over here.” Anna picked up the plate that had been sitting in front of her and walked over to the stove. Celestine took a ladle and scooped up a healthy portion of eggplant caponata. Rich tomato sauce with diced eggplant and black olives and her patented seasoning. After getting her plate Anna brought over the other plate to fill up for the cook and put it at her place setting. They both sat down. Celestine took the crusty loaf of Italian bread and broke off a piece and handed it to Anna. She sighed. This was like crack to her. She couldn’t say no. The rich spicy flavor sopped up by the semolina bread was heaven on earth. She wouldn’t eat lunch tomorrow. Or breakfast. A small price to pay for such a delicious meal.

“How was work today Anna.” “Fine. Nothing unusual. Very busy actually which I like a lot better since I get bored if nobody is around. Oh your friend was in again just the way he has been all week. In fact I don’t think he missed a day all month.” “My friend?  Who Vincenzo?” “Yes. He was sitting in his usual spot sipping espresso and holding court. How do you know him anyway?” “We went to school together. Sacred Hearts. It was a long time ago. I haven’t spoken to him in years.” “What does he do anyway? I mean I know he is retired but was he on the docks?” “It’s a better you don’t ask Bella. How is the eggplant? I added extra celery for you the way you a like.” “It’s great thank you Celestine.” “You a welcome Bella you a welcome.”

Anna sighed to herself. She guessed this was another of the little mysteries that were the stock in trade of old school South Brooklyn. She went back to the eggplant. At least this was the truth. In a saucy kind of way. She went back to the eggplant. At least this was the truth. In a saucy kind of way.

 

WKRLEM-TV: Young Rock

 

Fun new show. I especially enjoy the wrestlers from the days of my youte.

I think he will be President someday. Watch and see.

This Election Was Rigged and the Supreme Court and Other Courts Did Not Want to Do Anything About It

In the interests of wit, I will keep it short.

Does that sound like a man willing to wait until '24?

I don't think so, either. I've talked about a possible Trump reinstatement before. Yeah, I know, long shot. From the moon. With a slingshot.

But look at the fuss a million people in DC caused on Epiphany. Look even harder at how Zippy's third term is turning out. Look at the Deep State Dwarf talking about when it might be prudent to lift the lockdown. And how many masks we ought to wear in the meantime.

Look at the lying dogfaced pony soldier and the blithering Ho that rode in on him.

What happens if enough people, fed-up, out of work, kids at home instead of in school, watching illegals take up what jobs there are, waiting for checks we all know aren't coming, descended on DC? 5, 10 million demanding Trump be reinstated as the lawful (and competent) President?

It just might be Springtime for Hitler.

O Brave New Word

 

From  Curmudgeon's Corner, via AceOfSpades.

Netflix Scores!

 

I watched this last night at my brother's. Lately, when my brother and I hang out and watch TV, we've been going retro and reliving some aspect of our childhood, much to my S-I-L's chagrin. She gets left out of all the inside stuff. But we all enjoyed this one! That being said, it's astonishing that Netflix would show anything which vilified certain protected species and actually garnered sympathy for an officially hated species. Purposely being obscure here so not to spoil

And the means justify the ending!

P.S. Dianne Wiest gets the best line.

Truth, Justice and the BLM way!

 

So did you hear about the latest great idea from Hollywood? They have hired famed anti white writer and Nutty Professor hero Ta-Nehisi Coates to write a Superman movie where Superman will be black. That's right. A profoundly racist anti-white ideologue will be giving us his take on the Man of Steel.

A report from one of my favorite websites "Bounding into Comics" gives us the skinny.  It seems they want to make Superman black and star the guy from "Creed" as the Man of Steel. Coates is coming off his destruction of the Captain America comic book and is ready to destroy another franchise.

We can look forward to the Man of Steel protecting criminals and attacking the police. Maybe they can just change his nickname to the "Man of Steal" and show him using his super speed to loot the CVS during a BLM protest in Metropolis. Or he can use his heat vision to melt the statues of George Washington and Thomas Jefferson because they were slave owners. The possibilities are endless.

One thing is for sure they are forgoing the giant Chinese market because they never watch movies starring black people. In fact that is probably the only way this dreck doesn't get made. Hollywood will choose sucking the Chinese dicks instead of kowtowing to BLM.

It's sick out there and getting sicker.

I want to go to Yellowstone too!

Just in time for the bathing season. Just sayn"

Egads Moneypenny what now?

 

"What a beautiful pearl necklace Moneypenny!"

"Why thank you Commander Bond."

"You look particularly ravishing and dewy fresh today."

"My goodness you are full of compliments today."

"No more that what you deserve my dear Moneypenny. Perhaps I can help you with your regime as well since I am indeed full today."

"Whatever do mean kind sir."

"Come over here with me to the couch and I will give you a real pearl necklace."

"Ooooooooohhhhhhh JJJJJJaaaammmmmeeeeesssssss!!!!!!!"

The Babe Abides....Batting Practice...with Lou Too!

Two days to pitchers and catchers.