Which Is The Closest I Could Get To "Schadenfreude" In Hungarian
You know, 'Malicious Enjoyment'. No, this is not about that Darby ballfoot game between those two teams with "Manchester" in the title. Rather it is about a repellent creature in human form, which goes by the name of "Alex Jones". Art!
What did you expect, a mugshot of the mewling moron? No, this is a cover illustration by artist John Harris, which we here at BOOJUM! have used as background art. It's from James Blish's "Cities In Flight" sci-fi novels about the 'Okie' cities of the far future, which cruise the galaxy looking for paying work. Different cities have different commercial and industrial capabilities; New York New York, the city of the novels, specialises in mining and excavation, including petrochemicals.
"What is 'Okie'?" I hear you quibble, and as ever we here on the blog are delighted to go off on a tangent, because who needs linear logic. It is an abbreviation for 'Oklahoman' and refers to those who were stricken by the drought and dust storms in South Canada during the Thirties. Unable to subsist on land that no longer had a topsoil, they went west to California in search of employment. Art!
'Okies' even if not from Oklahoma
The city motto for NYNY in these novels is "Mow your lawn, lady?" going back to the ethos of getting food or money for performing a job.
ANYWAY we now return to that fat biffer AJ. For years and years this sack of garbage made a living by lying about the Sandy Hook Massacre: I am NOT going into any detail on this as it's far too distressing. Briefly put he peddled the conspiracy claptrap that it was all faked by the Gubmint To Take Away Our Guns. His credulous, witless listeners lapped it all up. This is all incidental to how the braying jackass made his money, since his main income stream was peddling dodgy, vastly-overpriced 'supplements' via his Youtube and internet accounts. They were called supplements because they'd never get passed as medicines.
This was an enormously profitable enterprise for Fatman And Robbing, until Youtube, eventually evolving a backbone, banned him.
Then we come to the defamation suits taken out against him by the Sandy Hook parents. Suddenly AJ is backtracking on his shows, becoming solicitous of the dead's welfare, affirming it really happened - too late. Art!
A fat bear
That's AJ after a Texas jury awards the plaintiffs $45 million against him.
Well, today he is probably looking back on that as a fond memory, because at another defamation case in Connecticut he has again been found guilty. This is where South Canadian state laws come into play since Connecticut has a different legal framework than Texas, and the jury awarded $965 million against AJ. This is highly likely to stand even if the Bloated Barrel Butt appeals, because - state legal differences again - judges in Connecticut are very very averse to overturning jury decisions. Art!
This will destroy Jones and his organisation. He has tried to pre-empt this by placing assets with different relatives and shell corporations, which is also liable to be considered an offence, and of course the Bloviating Blimp cannot cease flapping his toxic piehole on his show and even in public outside courthouses. This is not doing his cause any favours. He may also be up on perjury charges in Texas, and the FBI and the January 6th committee want vision of his phone records - which his defence attorney mistakenly yet generously forwarded to the Texas plaintiff's attorney.
So, things could get even worse for him! <happy face>. Truly a Rosszindulatú Elvezet moment.
Conrad Is Even Angrier Than Usual!
Obviously the Codeword compilers have gotten fat and complacent because I've not been ranting and tanting enough on Blogger. WELL THAT ENDS NOW. I've got an electric motor with a piston arm and am going to set it going after today's blog, for a couple of hours, and it will be repeatedly hitting the Remote Nuclear Detonator.
"DOJO": I cannot explain how much this solution eluded me and caused so many problems, principally because it is NOT ENGLISH AND ISN'T IN MY COLLINS CONCISE!! (Apologies for going overboard with two exclamation marks). Having to resort to teh Interwebz, it's a room used primarily for martial arts. Art!
Stuff it, I'm starting that motor now.
"MACAQUE": YOU WHAT! Again, this one was ridiculously hard to solve. I had wondered if it was MANACLE yet that didn't fit in with other solutions. For your information, it is a species of monkey. Art!
I'll give you MONKEYING AROUND! Let me increase that motor's speed.
"ABHOR": O really? A word used by pseuds and poseurs. Fine. I see. It means 'to hate a thing' so us normal people say HATE instead. Inevitably it comes from Latin, "Abhorrere" meaning 'To shudder away from" <turns up speed further>.
The only fruit I abhor
"The Sea Of Sand"
The Doctor is en route to be interrogated by the bio-vore's leadership, after which a quick death is highly likely.
The Doctor looked over at the lifeless deserts that lay away to the west in endless acres.
"Ah well, qui sera, hmmm?". He reached into a pocket of his waistcoat. The guards darted anxious glances at him, until he produced a paper bag and offered it to the now-imprisoned alien leader.
"Jelly baby?"
Thirteen: A World To Waste
Jogging along at a steady pace, the giant sled with it's prisoners crept gradually closer to what seemed at first glance to be a castle, yet which couldn't be. Could it?
" A castle!" declared the Doctor, having initially persuaded himself that he was wrong.
"What might that be?" asked the alien leader, whose name the Doctor had wheedled out of him, was Sorbusa. However massive his physical presence might be, the alien seemed cowed and timid. Thrown on the defensive, the Doctor supposed. In a brutal culture that didn't tolerate mistakes or the mistaken, Sorbusa was now one of the dispossessed minors he had once lorded over.
"A castle? A castle is a large fortified building designed to provide shelter for it's inhabitants," rattled off the Doctor. "A single protected entrance, crenellations, towers at each corner. What a coincidence of architecture!"
Castles in Space, to mangle a phrase.
You What?
Conrad came across a frankly baffling sidebar item on the BBC News website, about a "Fat Bear Week", illustrated with a picture of a - you are probably ahead of me here - fat bear. Art!
Alex Jones
Reading further, this is an event held by Katmai National Park in Alaska, where people vote for the fattest bear. At this time of year, you see, bears are eating prodigiously in order to sustain themselves during hibernation, and can be rather bad-tempered, making human interaction risky.
With that in mind, how do they get the photos?
Remote cameras. Art!
Before After
More Daft Quora Questions
Many of these queries must be posted after people get back from the pub or the bar, because thirty seconds on Google would answer them. Take this one -
Answer: They did not. They didn't join the Triple Entente until 1915, declaring war against Germany and Austria-Hungary because the Triple Entente said they could keep any Hapsburg territory they captured. The Austro-Hungarians had nothing they could promise to either keep the Italians out or aligned with the Central Powers.
Italy ended up chasing a routed Hapsburg army to land-grab as much territory as possible before the Armistice was signed, accompanied by a British division that had been sent there in 1917. Art!
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