I Need To Crank This Out Quickly

Because, Although Windy

There's a lot of blue sky around and I need to get my Step Count up, so am anticipating trotties with Edna.  Which also allows me Thinking Time for more blog content, and to check on how those two houses are getting in the construction phase.  Art!

     It makes weird noises, according to Google.  Enjoy it.  Now for the links!

2025

BOOJUM!: Whisky Makes You Risky

2024

BOOJUM!: The Joy Of - Petroleum!

2023

BOOJUM!: The Big Bang Practice

2022

BOOJUM!: Conrad: STILL Hates All Musicals

2021

BOOJUM!: Vindicated

2020

BOOJUM!: I'm So Uber -

2019

BOOJUM!: Greetings, You Pikers!

2018

BOOJUM!: Gene Genie

2017

BOOJUM!: Diesel Four-Stroke

2016

BOOJUM!: It's A Chronic Palindromic

2015

BOOJUM!: Look Out - It's A Pooka, With A Bazooka!

2014

BOOJUM!: No Cake For Conrad

Welcome To Newport News

Which Has The Fetching Nickname 'Bad News'

Due to it's poverty-stricken unpleasant living environment, and if Art will put down his bowl of coal -

     There you go.  I wanted something more concrete than a phrase to begin this Intro, because it's all about bad news.  Or, if you live outside Mordorvia, good news.  For Lo! the consequences of Putinpot's Special Idiotic Operation continue to multiply, especially losing mobile internet, which has incensed the orcs like nothing else.  Never mind war crimes or inflation or oligarch's yachts being seized, OMG I DON'T HAVE TELEGRAM TO SHOP AT WILDBERRYS ANY MORE!

     ANYWAY I am going to be quoting from the Tweets of 'Beefeater', 'LX', 'SPRAVDI' and 'Chris0_wiki', collected in March and Bookmarked for later referral.  Art!

     That, ever so obviously, is 'Ruffian GDP' according to the AI Art Generator.  Because the Mordorviian economy is in trouble, according to Ruffian financial experts.  "The risks of the Ruffian economy overheating are intensifying" said a Saint Petersbug Bank official, as it would be freeform window diving time if such euphemisms weren't used.  Overall, Ruffian GDP has fallen by 1.8% in the first two months of 2026.  This counteracts the 1% growth of 2025.  If this trend continues in March, and there's no reason it won't, then they will be in a formal recession.  The orcs have already noticed this and are choosing to save money rather than spending it, thanks to continuing high interest rates, inflation and VAT hikes.  Art!

     Even military production has suffered.  The class 'Finished Metal Products', which includes military hardware and which was the poster child for how wonderful Ruffian industry was doing, has contracted by 1.9% compared to 2025.  There is still a crucial shortage of personnel to actually staff industry, which is why 15,000 Norks have been imported to do the serf's work.  Art!

     These are two stills from the derailment of seven passenger carriages on the Chelyabinsk-Moscow railway, where 24 people were injured.  No fatalities, thankfully.  Art!

     Only one carriage stayed upright, and you can see one here where the bogies have completely separated from the undercarriage.  Two contributing factors to this are the total removal of investment in railways by the state rail company RZD, and a cut in track repair funding, both due to a x22 drop in profits.  That's not per cent, that's a reduction of 95.5%.  Art!

'Magnit'

     Magnit is one of the largest supermarket chains in Ruffia, having over 29,000 stores of various types.  In March they posted their worst financial outcome in over 20 years, running up a ₽22.5 billion loss, or $280 million in proper money.  This is bad: you can choose not to have a car or mobile phone or the internet, but you HAVE to eat.

     Then there's AvtoVAZ, the Mordorvian auto manufacturer, which we have mentioned in the past and which is haemorrhaging money like a Moscow sewer pipe in winter.  Art!

     It's been in deep hot water for years and was desperately trying to cut costs by going to a four-day working week, cutting wages and laying off staff, which still wasn't enough.  So, they are going to shut down completely for 17 days in April and May, sending staff on compulsory leave.  Those who refuse leave will get their pay docked by 32%.  The serfs must pay for the Tsar's war!

  On a side note, one Commenter said that AvtoVAZ's cars aren't selling because they are of poor quality and vastly overpriced.  How very - Ruffian.  Art!

     This, gentle reader, is the Chelyabinsk Electro-Metallurgical Combine, one of the largest industrial sites in Ruffia.  It has eight ferroalloy 'workshops', which produce - you may be ahead of me here - ferroalloys.  They are now shutting down one of the smelting workshops and transferring 170 staff to other workshops, thanks to a fall in demand.  So much win!  Art?

     Oooops.  Let me quote: "The Chinese Ministry of Agriculture has reported outbreaks of foot-and-mouth disease in two herds of cattle in it's northwestern province of Gansu and the Xinjiang Uyghur Autonomous Region."  Hmmm   Art!

     I see.  So this is one of the border regions close to Ruffia, which has been carrying out mass cattle culls in Siberia, without ever naming the disease involved.  Because if they did so, WHO would get involved and there'd be a complete ban on beef exports.  Conrad doesn't imagine the Chinese are looking at their Forever Friends with charity and mercy at the moment.

     Then there are the 'kinetic sanctions' Ukraine has been imposing on Ruffian industry in March.  Art!

Courtesy Sergei Cristobal

     This is a graphic put up by 'Jake Broe' and you can see the green bars in 2025 when Ukraine ramped up mass production of their own drones and missiles.  Art!

     That's the Nizhnekamsk petrochemical plant exploding away, and it's 1,300 kilometres from Ukraine.  No hiding place.

Another 'What On Earth?' Moment

Once again, I am not convinced that Youtube's algorithm is functioning correctly, as this came up on the page when I refreshed it.  Art!

     Firstly, it's 'Fibre' not 'Fiber'.  Secondly, why on earth would Your Humble Scribe want to print fibre labels? at no point in the past have I ever expressed this wish, so this item popping up makes 0% sense.  Also, that skull motif is from 'Punisher' and will be a registered trademark, so I hope you have an attorney on speed-dial.  The one next to it is, I think, a reference to 'Glock' the arms company, and once again copyright issues arise, unless you got permission from them beforehand, which is highly doubtful.

     Bah!

Less Of A Rat And More Of A Flea
We have made mocking, slanderous comments on that bokebag in human shape, Alex Jones, before.  I imagine he's still trying to avoid paying the Sandy Hook victim's families, because - bokebag in human shape.  Art!

     When a conspiranoid swivel-eyed loonwaffle like Jones criticises you, things are bad.  So, BBIHF seems to be ditching his MAGA credentials, which would normally earn the comment 'rats leaving a sinking ship', but in this case it's more like the fleas are hopping from the rats.

     'The brain's not doing too hot' and neither is the body.  Which has gone missing for at least 12 hours, with no Truths posted, no falling asleep at meetings or getting up to waffle about ballrooms.  The truly repellent Stephen Cheung, a definitie shoo-in if 'Geldar and the Coneheads' ever gets a remake, bloviated about how the sun shines from BOOH's nethers, which is curious because you'd expect Donold to bloviate about himself.  It may be a tempest in a thimble, but the rumours of him secretly being in Walter Reed hospital are amusingly ghoulish.  A lot of people getting ready to crack a bottle of Prosecco if these rumours turn out to be true.

Our Public Service To You

A.k.a. Get The Behind Me, Clickbaiter.  It's okay if I'm doing clickbaity things, because I have morals of infinite flexibility, but HOW DARE OTHERS DO IT!  Art?

     Allow me.  They are talking about 'Defiance', which I believe is lurking in the Sekrit Layr.  It concerns Jewish Belarussian partisans who join the partisan movement and make life as unpleasant as possible for the occupying Teutons.  Art!

     As you can see from the still, it also features Jamie Bell, and Liev Schreiber, who turns in a kick-ass performance.  Caution: not for the faint-hearted.

Finally -

Another QI quote for you.  

"I sit here all day trying to persuade people to do the things they ought to have the common sense to do without my persuading them.  That's all the powers of the President amount to." - Harry S. Truman.

     Whom, I shall have you know, fought in the First Unpleasantness as an artillery officer.  He volunteered and joined the South Canadian army in 1917.  No bonespurs for him!

HIP HIP HIPAA!

No, That Is Not A Typo

South Canadians will doubtless be familiar with the acronym, but I shall explicate for the rest of us.  'HIPAA' is the acronym for the 'Health Insurance Portability and Accountability Act' of 1996.  Briefly put, it's a special kind of data protection legislation intended to keep medical records privacy paramount.  If a secretary from a medical practice gossips with her book club members about the surgical details of patients - that's a HIPAA breach.  Grounds enough for termination.  Likewise, an insurance company losing a laptop with patient details - prosecution, big fines and possible jail time.  Breaching HIPAA is taken verrry seriously.  Art!

 

     This Intro concerns malicious compliance, pro-revenge and entitlement all in one compact package, draw from the Reddit-account quoting Youtube channel 'Slash Start'.

     Let us meet the narrator of the tale, Information Technology Everything  Manager, ITEM from now on, who has 9 service technicians under him and who reports to the organisation's Director.  No, ITEM keeps coyly quiet about his employer's name, because South Canadians are litigious-loving, to say the least.  Art!

     

  

     The business is responsible for 'human services', being as vague as possible about what these actually entail, except that the organisation has to follow very strict rules about HIPAA compliance, especially as concerns IT.  Information had to be stored on local servers, NOT on individual computers or laptops, nor was it to ever be stored on portable media such as thumb drives.  Doing either or both of these would lead to disciplinary action and possible firing, according to how big a breach of HIPAA it was.

     Enter Entitled Witchy Woman, hereafter EWW.  She called in, saying her business laptop was running too slowly and she needed a new one.  Not 'wanted', 'needed'.  She refuses to allow the service technician to log onto her laptop in order to ID the problem and instead turns up at the IT desk 30 minutes later.  Art!

     ITEM deals with her personally as she demands a new laptop to be issued her because 'My work is so important I need it'.  She demanded their very latest laptop model.

     Here is where the Malicious Compliance comes in.  ITEM goes over the specs of her current laptop and then explains that the very newest laptops to be ordered were about two iterations less capable.  That's shooting yourself in the foot.  ITEM has one of his service wonks set up this backwardly-mobile laptop, then inspects EWW's silicone slug.

     As expected, he finds browser issues affecting cloud connectivity, thanks to EWW installing Google Chrome, very much against procedure.

     He also finds files full of Private Health Information that EWW has created and stored on her C drive.  DANGER WILL ROBINSON!  HIPAA breach!

     For any normal user, ITEM would have stored the files to the cloud, deleted them from the laptop and explained policy.  For EWW, he followed strict protocol, removing the files to a special folder, then e-mailed the head of IT, and - icing on the cake - revealed EWW had already done this in the past, and been warned about it.  Ooops.  

     She came back in, scooped up her new, less-capable laptop and waltzed out without acknowledging anything or even powering up the new device.  ITEM knew she would be back the next day, so he planned accordingly.  

     As sure as sunrise, EWW calls next day, complaining that all her files are gone.  ITEM soft-soaps her and asks her to call in and he'll check out the laptop.  Then he calls the IT Director and EWW's supervisor to inform them what's going down.  ITD decides to hang about just around the corner from the IT Desk to hear what happens.

     When she arrives, ITEM makes sure to have her quote the incriminating line about the files: "I had my files saved on the desktop.  I don't save them to the network drive, it's too difficult to connect remotely."  Art!

A major No-No

     He informs her that this is a major violation of HIPAA.

     "I have an exemption" she claims, with no evidence when ITEM asks to see proof of her claim.

     "The IT Director said it was okay" she lies again.

     The ITD immediately appears from around the corner and EWW's face goes pale as she realises she just admitted a serious breach of HIPAA in front of the man who is responsible for enforcing it.  ITD informs that, since this is her THIRD offence, her business laptop and phone will be confiscated until an investigation is held.  Her supervisor then arrives and informs EWW that she will be fired on Friday if her casework isn't completed by then, having also repeatedly missed deadlines in the past.  Ooops.  Probably the third instance of this, too.

     EWW is right royally rogered, because without her laptop or phone, she cannot do any casework.  O my goodness, if only she hadn't been such an entitled and arrogant bovine to ITEM.

     She resigned on Friday.

     Never, ever mess with the IT guy.  Or gal.

Demolition Plan

This one is listed as a failure on the 'Be Amazed' compilation of 'When Building Demolitions Go Horribly Wrong' but Conrad begs to differ.  Art!

     This is, to put it mildly, an unconventional method of demolishing a silo.  It looks as if the cable attached to the excavator has already caused damage around the circumference of said structure.  Art!

     The hole gets bigger.  Art!

     Gravity and structural damage take their toll.  Note that the excavator is operating behind a protective berm and has what looks to be an additional ten-foot arm to maintain a safe distance.  Art!

     BA thinks leaving half the silo still standing is a fail.  Conrad counters to correct: they began the demolition process halfway up the silo, rather than at the base.  The structure has now been reduced in height to the point when an excavator, using powered 'jaws', can demolish it safely.  There's no indication of date or location so Conrad cannot get any more info about it.  But I have an honest face.

Donold Trump's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Week

Is about to get worse, because, to the sound of trumpet and drums, and the hurling of confetti, I have another awful, awful photograph of him.  Art!

Reminds me of that photo of him stumbling up the Air Force One steps

     This is taken from Twitter, and I added the Tweet "He's inflating his neck wattles to intimidate other turkeys" yes more not-so-gentle shoeing.  I thought it was quite clever but nobody has Liked it yet.  O well.

Another You What? Moment

I'm adding this one in between Turkey Neck and Spouse Assaulter as the two of them together are a bit much.  Art!

     What nonsense are they babbling here?  What is that image supposed to be?  I thought the FAMAS was a French infantry rifle?  Is this a computer game or a television series?  How do you appeal to any potential audience if what you're promoting is incomprehensible gibberish?

     I could investigate but, to be honest, lack the motivation.  

Eggy Heggy Gets Beggy

The South Canadian Secretary for Special Military Operations, who makes a splendid alcoholic wife-beater role model, is busy sacking various generals, partly because he works for Putinpot, and partly because, in his sober moments*, he fears getting the sack.  Art!

     Conrad confidently predicts that DJ Tango will claim victory, say it was all Hegseth's idea, then fire him, order that the word 'Iran' is never to be used in his presence again, claim gas at $12 per gallon is a good thing and fall asleep.  Why aren't you wearing your Ruffian tie, Heggy?  

Finally -

Another quote from my QI book of them.

"A politician is a statesman who approaches every problem with an open mouth" - Adlai Stevenson

Adding these words in to hit 1,300 in the Word Count.

*  03:15 and 20:37

If I Were To Say 'Tomb Aider'

I Can Guess Where Your Thoughts Will Go

Yes, you slobbering perverts, I can see you imagining Lara Croft, whom seems to be a chimera composed of boobs, shorts and guns, the star of the computer game 'Tomb Raider', which I have never played and don't feel any worse off for not doing so.  There is also a film and I am now allowed to put up an illo of same.  Art!

     No, I haven't seen it and, once again, don't feel disadvantaged in any way.  I am happy to say that Brit actor Chris Barrie is featured in it, and Conrad hopes he made a wheelbarrowful of money from his role.  Art!

Chris thinking deep thoughts.  Possibly.

     Of course - obviously! - none of this has anything to do with what this Intro is about, because allow me to introduce you to the Chinese festival of 'Qingming'.  This actually falls on this weekend, making it almost timely as I'm typing this on a Friday for Saturday's first blog, when Qingming is on Sunday.  Art!

     The festival is celebrated across the Chinese diaspora, and is taken very seriously.  It combines honouring ancestors with the arrival of Spring, where families visit relatives tombs, cleaning, weeding and repairing or repainting them, leaving presents of joss sticks and 'ghost money' alongside food.  No, they do not take anything back home.  I wonder what they do about flies and vermin?  Oh and only muted-coloured clothing is to be worn and definitely NOT anything red.

     Where are we going with this? I hear you quibble.  Bear with me, for we are going to swerve violently off-course and visit the 'South East Cement Corporation' on the island nation of Taiwan, in the Nanzih distrixt.  Art!

     As with all industrial processes, architectural features become obsolete and need demolition.  As with a 170 foot tall concrete storage silo on a SECC site.  The irony of a cement company having to destroy an item made with it's own cement does not escape me.  Another clip from the 'Be Amazed' Youtube channel.  Art!

     You can see that they've resorted to the time-honoured method of gapping-out part of the silo's base, and they have a - frankly feeble - cable attached to the upper silo to help it tilt in the direction of the gap.  Hopefully.  Yes, that word again, and a word that should never be associated with that other word 'demolition'.  Also just visible at lower port is the wrecking ball mounted on an excavator which is currently pummelling the living daylights out of the silo.

     What can possibly go wrong?  Art!

     Collapse begins.  For all of two seconds things go as planned.  Then - Art!

     The silo begins to lean in the other direction and the frankly feeble cable does absolutely 0% to prevent it.  Art!

     Visible just north of dead centre is the flash of an electricity transmission tower being demolished, in what was very definitely not supposed to happen.  This is the consequence of the company carrying out the demolition, 'Chiung Te Construction', ignoring the officially-approved 3-stage demo process instead opting for the quicker, cheaper wrecking ball route.

     Ooops.  Art!

Transmission tower transformed

     You may also have noticed that the silo collapsed in the direction of the excavator and be concerned at the fate of the driver.  There is footage of the collapse from another angle, which 'Be Amazed' thoughtfully added.  Art!

He got away successfully, and good thing too, as Your Humble Scribe discovered a local newspaper website that arrived after the collapse.  Art!

     It took me a minute to realise that you're looking at the excavator on it's side.  The date of this incident was 4th April 2022, and guess what festival it affected?  No!  Not Cheese-Rolling - Tomb Sweeping.  That transmission tower going down affected over 100 train services for 7 hours, delaying 126,000 people.  Let's be clear here, this was a national holiday and these were people travelling for the festival, NOT work.  It took 163 engineers and electrical staff to erect another transmission tower.  Art!

The local paper

     Four people from CTC were arrested and later bailed: the owner, released on $35,000 bail; the manager, again on $35,000 bail; the Occupational Safety (!) rep, released on $10,000 bail and a subcontractor - probably for the demolition company - released on $20,000 bail.

     BA came up with a punchline I couldn't corroborate: CTC were fined $200,000.  I can't trace any outcomes on teh Interwebz after the initial incident, but this sounds credible, especially given the company's spotty safety record in previous years.  Be advised, gentle reader, that taking shortcuts in the demolition business can have catastrophic consequences.  Here endeth the lesson for today.

Saluting A Real Trooper

I'm pretty sure I covered my Indestructible Lightbulb in a post possibly six months ago, or even longer, and cannot identify the relevant blog post.  Searching for 'Lamp' or 'Lightbulb' didn't narrow the field at all.  Art!

     It's been like that for all this time, still functioning when I dropped the lamp on the floor at least twice.  Finally, it gave up the ghost on Wednesday night. You can tell how old it is by that curious three-lobed design, which became obsolete years ago.

Let's Have A Bit Of Ol' Tel

Terence Cuneo, that is.  We've not had one of his artworks for a while.  Art!

Dated 1944

     The unglamourous side of waging war: industrial production.  These are Churchill tanks, probably the Mark VII version given the date Tel painted this.  At lower port you can see the tracks being fitted, a laborious process as they are immensely heavy - around two tons each - and flex instead of staying rigid.  At centre and starboard you can see a turret being installed and one one waiting to be installed.  Note the 'cage' that the turret crew sit on when it rotates, rather than having to shuffle around themselves.  Good detail from Tel.  Total production of Churchills during the Second Unpleasantness = 5,640.  Compare this with the total Teuton amount of 30,000 and that the Churchill only went into production in 1941.  Again, rationalised and efficient industrial production: unglamourous but essential.

You What?

Conrad came across another bizarre South Canadianism that utterly baffled him.  Art!

     'Dodger Stadium' implies a sporting venue, but what on earth is a 'Yamamoto Giveaway' when it's at home?  Who or what are 'Yoshi Bobblehead'?

     I shall make like a mole and dig.  Wait one.

     Aha!

The Yoshinobu Yamamoto giveaway is a limited-edition Los Angeles Dodgers promotional item from March 31, 2026, featuring a bobblehead of the Nintendo character Yoshi wearing a Dodgers jersey with Yamamoto’s number 18.

Art!

     Not going to fight you for one.

More Of Our Gallery Of Grotesque Grandad

I hope you like looking at awful pictures of Pumpkinhead, because given how badly he's deteriorating, they aren't going to stop coming any time soon.  Art!

     You can't really appreciate this one as his slurring, squelchy, sputum-laden speech forms another trope of it's own.  The photo has been taken from an elevated angle so we're not faced with the hideously contorted neck wattles that would make a turkey envious.

Do You Have An Appetite For Destruction?

 No!  Not The Album

By Guns N' Roses, but since I have mentioned the band I suppose we need a click-baity picture up here as an illo.  Art!

     Conrad is unsure quite what the artist is trying to say here, unless implying that Drugs Are Bad.  Nor can I say I'm familiar with any of the tracks on this platter.  Well, I could say it, but I'd be lying.

     ANYWAY my original title was going to be 'The Saga Of The Silos, Still' because I went through that 'Be Amazed' Youtube compilation 'When Building Demolitions Go Horribly Wrong' and noted more clips of silos being demolished in a dangerous fashion.  So you will, indeed, need an appetite for -  shall we say demolition?  Art!

     Once upon a time, there were two water towers in Sao Paulo, Brazil.  By the time we get the clip that follows, the tower to starboard was no longer there, so there had been a successful demolition already, which may have caused people to lapse into complacency.  Art!

     This shot tells us two things; firstly, the structure has had a great big section gouged out of it, to - that word again! - hopefully cause it to fall in a certain direction.  Secondly, this thing is standing atop a hill.  There also seems to be an excavator to the rear, and by the sound of it, it's using a hammer drill to further weaken the tower.  Art!

     Collapse initiated.  However - that word again! - this water tower is ruggedly made of ferro-concrete, as is clearly visible, so it does not disintegrate when toppling or even after toppling.  Art!

     You now have a ten-ton cylinder horizontal on a sloping surface, so it naturally does what geometry intends, and begins rolling downhill.  Art!

     The people filming this had wit enough to get out of the way so there were no squashed Hom. Sap. on the scene.  The tower, still intact, kept going until it hit level ground.  Art!

     Whoever built that tower had a serious work ethic and impeccable quality control.   Did I say ten tons?  More like fifty, because it left vehicles in it's path in need of TLC.  Art!

     I know, I know, a dab of paint, a bit of gaffer tape and we're good to go.  Not!

     The 'engineer' in charge of the operation got it in the neck as he'd not even applied for permission to demolish the structures, leading to his arrest.

          Art!

     Kyle again.  I doubt that's really his name but I'm going to adopt it for all these ham-fisted Destroy It Yourself bunglers.  So, once again we are faced with a silo that is stable so far, despite the great big section that Kyle has hammered out.  Again, hopefully predisposing it to fall in a particular direction, in his head anyway.  What we've consistently seen in these demolitions is that the structure leans in the direction of the last part removed, which has just destabilised it.  

     Here an aside.  You may recall that we've covered the steeplejack Fred Dibnah in the past, whose stock in trade was demolishing industrial chimneys.  He had two methods, both of which were a lot safer than Kyles: demolishing from the top down bit by bit, or gouging out a big hole at the base and filling it with wood to keep the chimney upright, then setting it alight.  Art!

     A whole lot slower, yes, but you didn't ever hear about one of his demolitions going awry.  Are you listening, Kyle?  Art!

     Kyle has now gotten what he wanted, possibly a bit sooner than he expected.  Art!

     Ooops.  Rather than falling in the desired direction, Mister Silo has decided to collapse into his own footprint, meaning Kyle has to drop his hammer and leg it speedily, to avoid getting footprinted.  The silo here  looks to be considerably less robust than the previous ones we've documented but it would still cause distress if it landed on you.  Art!

     Rather maliciously, it fell right where Kyle would have been standing had he not hoofed it out of there.  Art!

     Hmmm a novel method here - the DIY team are attempting to topple the silo here by torsion via a cable.  Have they checked how strong the foundations are?  Art!

     No.  They have not.  So, rather than toppling, you now have a dangerously unsafe and unstable structure, which will probably require professionals to demolish safely and completely.  

      Okay, I think that's enough silos for one Intro.  Be advised there are more to come.  I bet you can hardly wait.

Typing This On April First

Just so you know this isn't a belated April Fool's joke.  Art!

     We here at BOOJUM! have already reviewed this news, so we know it's genuine, and Your Humble Scribe might even go so far as to log onto i-Player and watch them, accompanied by a can or two of Old Speckled Hen.   

Hearken Ye, King Piggy

The chances of Fat Caligula reading this screed are exactly zero, as the blog contains long words and isn't in Aerial Font 20 with bullet points, and besides which it constantly pokes fun at the ugly orange biffer.  Art!

     No, this is not Photoshopped.  Note the ghastly contrast between his be-bagged eyes and ears and the rest of his tangerine-tinted face.  Also what tiny hands he has.*

     ANYWAY AGAIN I came across an interesting sidenote on a news item, about a report called 'Lost Not Stolen', published in 2022, by "two former Republican senators, three former federal appellate judges, a former Republican solicitor general, and two Republican election law specialists" so no trace of 'Radical Left Democrats' as DJ Tango likes to claim.  They investigated all the claims of stolen  votes and tabulated them.  There were 187 counts in the 64 cases filed on behalf of the Saggy Senile Sepia Sackbut,  by those yesterday people Sydney Powell and Rudi Giuliani, back when he thought BOOH was his friend.

     Of these cases, 20 were dismissed before trial as having no merit; 14 were dismissed voluntarily by Trump and Co. before trial, meaning they realised how bad they were; of the 30 that actually went to trial, Trump won only 1, in Pennsylvania, involving far too votes to change the outcome.

     Loser!

Where There's A Will There's A Slay

Another example of miserable behaviour reaping the reward it so richly - or poorly - deserves.  This was related in the Comments of the tale about the lady leaving her $9 million bequest to the church, not her thieving niece and nephew.  Matey made friends with an solo elderly lady living in a retirement home, doing odd jobs for her and acting as a designated driver, out of the kindness of his heart.  Art!

     Solo Elderly Lonely Lady, hereafter SELL, had two adult children, whom might have expected to cash in on any inheritance she left behind.

     Well, SELL left her bequest to Matey - all $300,000 of it.  He was utterly flabbergasted at this amount, and wondered why none of it went to the children.

     While she was still married and her hubbo was still alive, the two greedy adult children 'borrowed' a large sum of money from their father, then skipped six states away and went radio silent.  SELL thus considered what they skipped away with as their inheritance.  The end.

Are You Kidding?

Conrad had seen a reference to this giant rodent being on the run, and the story - and the Capybara - is still running.  Art!

     Let me do what capybara does supremely well and dig a little further.  

     Hmmm so 'Samba', as well as her sister 'Tango', escaped from a zoo two weeks ago.  Tango has been recaptured, but despite sniffer dogs, thermal drones and camera traps, Samba is still on the loose.  The zoo ruefully reported that she is proving quite adept at avoiding them.

Finally -

That's all!

*  He hates people saying this about him and his tiny hands.