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Sunday, 23 August 2026

The Fame Of Flames And Portuguese Names

Lo! For Today We Are Going To Start With -

 - 'A Little Musical Critique'.  For those of you with nil memory, this is where BOOJUM! takes a ridiculously strict and strait view of song lyrics, being utterly literal wherever possible.  Since it amuses me, is why.  We have, of late, gone through three songs from 'The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway' including the liner notes, which hint that Peter Gabriel was off his box on 24-can packs of Special Brew whilst writing the lyrics.  Art!

127 empty cans just out of shot

     ANYWAY today we need to look up the origin of an avian name that features in a pop hit from the Sixties:  Flamingo.  The name is derived from the Portuguese 'Flamengo', ultimately derived from the Latin 'Flamma' meaning 'Flame'.  So now you know.  Art!


     NO!  We're talking about red flames here.  Where's that Tazer?

     ANYWAY Manfred Mann had a big hit in the Sixties with 'Pretty Flamingo', hitting the Number 1 spot here in This Sceptred Isle, which is pretty good going for a South African singing about Portuguese birds.  Rather to people's surprise, Manfred was the retiring keyboard player, not the lead singer.  Art!

Manny to port

     Let's begin the critique.

On our block all of the guys call her flamingo
'Block', hmmm?  Suspiciously South Canadian.  Which is where one finds flamingoes, so fair enough, although they should have CAPITALISED and used "quotes".
Cause her hair glows like the sun
Thus instantly melting any hats she wears
And her eyes can light the skies
Searchlights for eyes?  How does she cope in a darkened cinema?
"Usher!"

When she walks she moves so fine like a flamingo
I was not aware that flamingoes are noted for moving anything like 'fine'
Crimson dress that clings so tight
That seems more like it, more appealing than a flamingo strutting about

Calm yourself, men

She's out of reach and out of sight
How can you slobber over her scarlet dress if she's invisible?  HOW!
When she walks by she brightens up the neighborhood
It's those searchlight eyes, I'm telling you.  Plus the burning hat.

CAUTION! This woman sets off fire alarms

Oh every guy would make her his if he just could
The post-modern feminists are going to tackle you about 'agency' here
If she just would
Ah, NOW the agency!  

(Sounds of Tazer being applied)

Some sweet day I'll make her mine pretty flamingo
O my the male ego at work
Then every guy will envy me
What if she has a horrid personality and an evil mother?
Cause paradise is where I'll be
It's a well-scripted series with a new revelation in each episode, good soundtrack and it's not scared about getting rid of characters wh - O!  O, sorry.  My mistake.

Pretty miserable-looking for dwellers in Paradise.  Probably due to lack of flamingoes

Pretty flamingo
Pretty flamingo
Is she pretty?  Making a rough guess here as this is your third mention
When she walks by she brightens up the neighborhood
Quick!  Tell her to stand still and do without streetlamps
Oh every guy would make her his if he just could
Absolutely, no need for interior lighting, it would cut energy bills significantly

If she just would
Some sweet day I'll make her mine pretty flamingo
Then every guy will envy me
Cause paradise is where I'll be
Sha la la la la la la pretty flamingo
Okay, I know it's rude to count but that's five times now.
Some day I'll make her mine
The day is no longer sweet.  I called it, she's a horrible person with a shrewish mother and brutish dad, and a gold-digger to boot

Erm - just who is wearing the crimson dress here?

Yes, I will
Yes, I will
You, sir, are a glutton for punishment
Sha la la la la la la
Yes, off to La-La Land for you.  Begone!

     There is, of course - obviously! - another Flamingo that we have been hearing of since late 2025, and it's nothing to do with pop songs, although there is a certain element of bang about it.  Art!


     A touching shade of feminine pink, I'm sure you'll agree.  We are told not to ask a lady's weight but in this case it's 6,000 kilograms, and she certainly lights up the neighbourhood, especially when making an appearance at night.  Thanks to updates to onboard guidance, Flamingo is less prone to 'could' arrive and a whole lot more likely to 'would' arrive.  She has being going down a bomb in Mordorvia.

     Okay, after breaking the Good Taste Barrier, we shall now move on.


More Of Those Books Redolent Of 'Greybeard'

This is one I have also read, and remember it being a bit of a variation on the Global Nuclear Apocalypse.  Art!


     It's set on a trimaran that sets sail to avoid the nuclear immolation of South Canada, which I remember from a good forty years ago, yay my memory.  This was back in the days when the Sinister Union was perceived as a global threat, rather than a clay-footed colossus operating on borrowed time.  I can remember the travails of the crew along their adventure, yet not how it ends, booh memory you sucker.  From the blurbs on Goodreads I don't think it was very hopeful.  O well.


One I May Have Read Earlier

Still on the theme of literature, here is another entry in the list of '20 Essential classics that continue to inspire readers'.  Art!


     Shakespeare inspires only loathing in Conrad.  If academics ever dug up his shopping list they would rain praise about it's themes and metre and imagery, the pikers.  I've seen an old Sinister film of it and SPOILER ALERT both of them die at the end.  There you go, saved you an hour or so of your life that you would never have gotten back.  Art!


     On the other hand, as mentioned a couple of days ago, here's one I haven't yet read but intend to, a work that has been described as the first modern novel.  Were I to introduce it as 'The delusional Don' you might misinterpret exactly whom I was talking about, especially since the Don attempts to tackle windmills.  You know, mills using wind-power.


Back To Brucie

 - and his portfolio from the 'Sci-Fi Art' Youtube channel.  His style is very distinctive, definitely set apart from the Chris Foss/Angus Mackie school of hyper-detailed technical art.  Art!

Pennington on the plains

     This one's very evocative, with a ruined, neglected highway leading to stark, forbidding and barren hills in the background, lorded over by a Fifties-style flying saucer.  Note the large 'Title Gap' at top, which is kind of wasted as there is no follow-up showing the book in question.  Permit me to dig a little - 


     There you go, 'New Maps Of Hell' by Kingsley Amis.  No, it's nothing to do with either cartography or Hades, rather it's a quite famous look at the sci-fi genre from a Proper Author.  Instead of focussing on ray-guns or rockets, Amis looked at how (good) sci-fi satirises or critiques society by creating believable future dystopias.  Such as Norilsk.


We've Covered This Already

BUT I need a short article to hit the Word Count, so I shall continue.  Art!

     As the US president insults a journalist again, the BBC looks at the questions he does not like to answer.

     Hard questions, questions that refer back to his own negative actions, and above all, questions from women.  The Delusional Don - hmmmm sounds vaguely familiar - will resort to insults, instead of answering the question, and because the South Canadian journos are all sheep, nobody tells him to answer the question or asks it again.  Art!


    

Finally -

Finishing off with a Biercism again  -

"Imagination, n: A warehouse of facts, with a liar and poet in joint ownership."

     Ooo-err Matron, Conrad is in trouble!




I Got Netflix Back!

Though I Wasn't Aware It Was Gone

Wonder Wifey warned me that it wouldn't be available under the old network, thanks to our connectivity issues that <Cont. Page 96> has to be held upside down with the bit in your teeth and a gold nail in the socket.  Rather I input the new password and Hey Pesto! things worked.

     However - a word you surely knew was coming - I have MONTHS worth of stuff on the Birthday Stick Degsy gifted me.  Not even at the end of Season One of 'Paradise' yet.  Then there's 'Buck Rogers' and 'Bodies' and 'Colony' and -  Netflix might have to wait a while.

     Art!


     Roast or casseroled? as Conrad's perpetual first question is 'Can you eat it?'

     Let's get on with the links.

2025

BOOJUM!: Greenland Or Atlantis?

2024

BOOJUM!: Blight And Frothy

2023

BOOJUM!: A Day For Conspiracies!

2022

BOOJUM!: A Car, A Fish, A Submarine

2021

BOOJUM!: An Unholy Amalgam

2020

BOOJUM!: It's Stange -

2019

BOOJUM!: To Create, I Adumbrate

2018

BOOJUM!: My Country, 'Tis Of Tea

2017

BOOJUM!: Twelve O’Clock High Tea

2016

BOOJUM!: I Bake To Slake The Thirst For Cake

2015

BOOJUM!: It's Leonard Nimoy - Eating Some Poi!

2014

BOOJUM!: Something's Gone Right!

2013

BOOJUM!: BOOJUM! is Back










Bookmark Twain

Yes, We Are Back On Bookmarks Again

I'm feeling quite chuffed at having gotten rid of 9 Twitter Bookmarks - we continue to ignore the 'X' label and the re-titling as 'History' HA! take that Elong Tusk - since I didn't cancel the one about the Ukrainian armed forces structure.  I also copied the Donald Trump Blather Bingo Board to Word for later use.  I anticipate the DTBB will get extensive use until his mashed-potato brain gives up entirely.  Art!

What the White House is hiding from you

     'Twain', lest ye be unaware, is an obsolete word for 'Two', derived from the Old English 'Twegen', which is as far off the narrative track as we're going.

     ANYWAY let us continue with the Bookmarks, and once again I don't have any idea how much this Intro will take up.  Strap in and enjoy the wild ramble.

NUMBER 9

We encounter Pyotr Kurzin, the person being 'The Global Gambit' on Youtube, and whom is, interestingly, able to argue points with the guests he has on the channel, seeing this as a path to better understanding and enlightenment.  Art!

     Pyotr in the flesh.  Despite his name he broadcasts in best Estuary English, no need for subtitles, as he is half-Ruffian and half-British, in case you were worried.

     I need to clarify that '71%'since that's the amount taken from the National Wealth Fund, that fabled resource that seems to have elastic boundaries and no lower limit, except here.  Putinpot has nothing left in the NWF to sell apart from gold and yuan; all the euros, dollars and pounds sterling got sold off years ago in the early part of the Special Idiotic Operation.  It used to be that when the Kremlin 'sold' off it's gold, it was really an administrative movement between the NWF and the Ruffian Central Bank.  Well, no longer, when this gold is sold it's gone for good.

NUMBER 8

We mentioned the 'publicly available' organisation of the Ukrainian armed forces, using the acronyms 'TOE' and 'OOB' without explanation.  Deliberately, I hasten to add, since this Bookmark was coming up.  TOE = 'Table of Organisation and Equipment' or what kind of kit a unit had, and OOB= 'Order Of Battle', or what units were present for an engagement.  Art!


     AS is an ex-army officer whose specialism/focus/unhealthy obsession <
delete where applicable> is Tunisia in the Second Unpleasantness, and whose mancave makes mine look tidy and sparse.  Art!


     You can't make out the writing unless using an electron microscope, so allow me to explicate that this is a Teuton infantry regiment of the Second Unpleasantness, one of three that made up an infantry division.  AS doesn't date it, rather a shame as Teuton infantry formations were always being reorganised.  The regiment depicted has 99 officers and 3,059 other ranks.  Allow me to blow up one section to starboard.  Art!


     There you have the Howitzer company, notably all horse-drawn, as was most of the Wehrmacht, and behind them the anti-tank company, notated as being motorised.  Presumably because horses are not bullet-proof in close proximity to enemy tanks on the battlefield.  Their <
long incredibly dull screed of interest only to saddoes and nerds redacted by Mister Hand>.  the 'door-knocker'.

     

NUMBER 7

Your Humble Scribe has mentioned 'Daractenus' before, the Romanian wag whose English is better than a lot of the English, and whose satirical intent shines through his Tweets.  No mean feat.  Art!


     'very posh cities' is irony howling like a Category 5 hurricane. and the whole thread is far too long to post here, so I shall satisfy myself (and the Word Count) by just adding a single description:

While a romantic sunset, sunrise or the sun in general is not something you're likely to experience in Norilsk, a city that fields a beautiful bi-annual Biblical plague when the local river runs red with pollution, is one for sure bound to go straight to your heart. And lungs.

Fabled Norilsk!

     Norilsk is one of those places that looks like the aftermath of a nuclear strike without any nuclear strike ever happening.

NUMBER 6*

Thanks to 'Klaas Meijer' for posting a video clip of TANKS, the ones visible being present at the French 'Musée De Blines', which is their equivalent of our own mighty BOVINGTON TANK MUSEUM.  Art!


     An AMX-13 in shockingly bad condition; I think because these are not part of the official interior displays, so they're not looked after at all, hence all that rust.  Art!

Self-propelled gun with APC behind it

     Caption not working so: an engineering vehicle, anti-aircraft version and a bridge-launcher.  Yes, the French built all their own AFVs.



     What can he mean?  Art!


     A Teuton Panther, Second Unpleasantness vintage, which the French took as booty during and after the war, until they made up their own tank fleet.  Out of service by 1947 and not greatly missed as they were swinish to maintain.


NUMBER 5

This is one I found irksome, and so did a lot of other commentators, to judge by the statistics.  Art!

     This is an extract from a 'naval historian' who seems more akin to a navel historian.  Khaki was an excellent camouflage, as judged by it still being used in the Second Unpleasantness, and it blended well with the landscape of France in 1914.  'Barely equipped' meant 2 Vickers-Maxim guns per infantry battalion - more TOE! - which is what every other European army mustered, except they mustered many, many times more than the BEF.  Every European army used cavalry, but the BEF used them dismounted as infantry when needed, and they proved an efficient reconnaissance force that also blocked Teuton cavalry -

     I could do a whole Intro on how wrong the Navel Historian is and if you're bad I WILL DO SO.  Art!

'The Nery Gun' of 'L' Battery, Royal Horse Artillery. 
BRITISH CAVALRY IN ACTION, Navel Hisorian

NUMBER 4

We've mentioned the aerospace combat pundit Justin Bronk in the past.  If this chap opines on air warfare, 'tis well to pay attention.  Also his skincare routines, as he looks no older than 18 despite being twice that age.  Art!

     Jammy sod.  'C-UAS' means 'Counter Unmanned Aerial Systems' because Justin is far too precise to simply say 'drone', and has complained in the past that this blanket term conceals a lot more than it conveys.

     Nice perk if you can get it.


NUMBER 3

Another entry from Beefy, which I'm not going to delete as I want to come back and examine the statistics here present.  Art!


     The resolution is so low that even magnifying it beyond this value reveals nothing, so I'd have to work through it line by line.  What torture.

     Also, notice the date: August 13th.  This chart is already out of date as the Kozaky are now targeting Ozon warehouses.  Time to bring on another bingo board!



NUMBER 2

A Ruffian daring to be critical of the war effort, and calling it a 'war', and doing so repeatedly on social media, and criticising the Kremlin, would normally end up prosecuted, silenced, in prison, dead, or all four.  Not so for Max.  Art!


     'Raketa Oreshnik' in the background.  The pundit here is Maxim Kalashnikov, a Ruffian milblogger whom for several months now has been as outspoken as he is here, if a touch less bitterly satirical.  Yet he's not been touched or warned off by the FSB, which leads Conrad to suspect he's got verrrry high level sponsors or protectors in Kremlin or oligarch circles, who date not criticise Charlie Chipmunk Cheeks directly.  Art!


     No, they don't, but they inspire a level of hatred amongst the Kozaky that isn't going to fade or be forgotten for generations.  Well done Putinpot!


NUMBER 1

One from my favouritest Twitter posters, Professor Peter Caddick-Adams, and a link you may - or may not - wish to follow.  Art!


     I am minded of Senator Mark Kelly's interactions with Ruffians when he was an astronaut aboard the ISS, where he defined their behaviour as:

1)  What can I steal?

2)  What can I take credit for?

3)  Whom can I blame if it all goes wrong?

     I have - O irony of ironies! - Bookmarked the page of notes taken from the hour-long podcast and may revisit it.


     And that's it.  Once again a single-subject blog.  Back to normal tomorrow.  Probably.


"I am not a number!  I am a free man!"

Saturday, 22 August 2026

Who Invented The Bookmark?

It's A Question With No Definitive Answer

Before there books, there were manuscripts, hand-written on vellum and parchment, which used various physical tabs so that readers could retain their place.  After all, the giddy social whirl of a monk or cleric didn't allow uninterrupted perusing of tomes, there was a lot of praying involved amongst agriculture and illuminating with gold leaf.  Art!


     The AI Art Generator thinks this is what a bookmark looks like.  Er - I may have added-in a few other terms like 'vampire' and 'atomic', just to be jazzy.

     ANYWAY I have made a list of Bookmarks on Twitter over the past year, thinking that I can come back to them and use them as content in the blog.  

     Such was the plan.  I now have 20 of them, loitering in what Twitter now calls 'History', since Elong Tusk likes to stir the pot rather too much.  I annotated them all last week and Boy! are you going to get the benefit.  No idea how much of BOOJUM! this will take up.  Suck it and see.  Also, a lot of this concerns the Kozaky and the orcs, just so you know.  Art!

NUMBER 20

     He/she/it was commenting on a Tweet put up by 'Vatnik Soup', about the Ruffian summer offensive of 2025 being their last attempt, due to economic woes.  Art!

Pekka, whose English is - waitforitwaitforit - impekkable

     Despite their summer, then spring and yet another summer offensive, the orcs have gotten nowhere, and indeed have lost 745 km² this summer.  Guess who Bookmarked the Bookmarked Tweet?  Yes, Conrad.  Art!


     DA ignored my Tweets, has not been back on the thread and avoids all mention of it on their account.  I'd call that 'Running Away With Fingers In Ears Shrieking LAH LAH LAH' myself.

NUMBER 19

Posted by 'Fred Fella', this is possibly the most macabre use of Lego you will see today.  Art!


      A motorised guillotine, which he suggested might be needed at the ICC if ever the war criminals of Ruffia were brought to account.  Pure satire, of course - obviously! - but I hope his family keep the knife drawer locked.  Art!


     'Znimaniy Ostriv' as the locals call it.  I strongly suspect there will be a film about this in ten years time, and a hex-and-counter wargame five years before that, showing how Kozaky drones, airstrikes and artillery isolated and ground down the garrison.  The orcs don't like it being mentioned, let alone being made famous by the very rude Ukrainian retort at being told to surrender.  Art!


NUMBER 17

Another from Chris, this one proving that life in Mordorvia is worthy of the Ruffian satirists of old.  Art!

     The idea behind this is that all the Ruffian front-line units will surrender their drones, which will then be used to equip a large specialist drone-warrior unit who specialise in only drone-warfare, no meat-wave human-tsunami attacks for them.  The idea was floated in April and has not been executed yet, perhaps since everyone, bar the three drunken idiots at the MoD who dreamed it up after an all-night bender on vodka, coke and rent persons, knew how awful it was.

NUMBER 16

Art!


    Yes, an explosion in a field.  Is that remarkable?  Hmmmm depends.  You're seeing a Ruffian Kindzhal ballistic missile hitting a patch of sod and humus instead of the proper target, as it had been spoofed by what the Tweeter, 'Igor Sushko', called 'Lima' (although the direct translation seems to be 'Limi').  Lima has been in action since the start of this year and up to Igor's Tweet, at the start of May, it had successfully decoyed 26 Kindzhals, 33 cruise missiles and 10,000 drones, totalling $480 million.  KAB glide-bombs can also be spoofed 98% of the time, thought there are no statistics for jam performances.  It's not a panacea; when used it cannot discriminate between targets, so it has to be deactivated if Ukrainian drones and missiles are in the air.  Still, $480 million to plough up farmland makes the eyes water a tad.

Lima being

NUMBER 15

Please note the date on this Tweet.  Art!

     May 28th 2026.  The signs of mobilisation being prepared in Mordorvia are now ever-present, especially the government talking heads loudly stating that there are NO plans for mobilisation, which the orc population naturally takes as absolute confirmation it WILL take place.  Over the past three days 60,000 orcs at risk of mobilisation have fled to Georgia, likely triggering dislike amongst the invaded accommodating Georgians.  Art!

The Georgia that's Not the Peach Capital of South Canada*

NUMBER 14

If you've been following us for long enough, you'll know that the blog has a passing interest in firefighting foams, which are considerably more complex than you might imagine.  Art!


     If Art will follow through and post the illo that Ol' Trolly is talking about -


     As you can see from the foam being sprayed in from starboard, the Ruffian firemen are still working on the middle truck.  Just visible on the one to port is a tanker body on the trailer, making Conrad nervous as to whether there's fuel in there or not.  Even if not, if the vapours mix with air at the correct ratio, some firemen are going to be missing an eyebrow.


NUMBER 13

For the saddoes amongst us who thrive on TOE and OoB information, and 'AfricanStalingrad' as well, whom we'll come to later.  Art!

     My guesstimate is that there are 400 separate units here, and I think I tried to take a photo of a similar display at Bovvie, which may not have turned out correctly.  If you log onto the hell-platform Twitter and follow Jeff, you can get access to the high-definition chart, with details as typical as below.  Art!

From top port

NUMBER 12

A break from coverage of the Special Idiotic Operation, meaning back to our other tentpole subject, the Senile Sepia Saggy Sackbut himself.  Art!


     I would not recommend playing this as a combined Bingo-and-Beer game, as your liver will not thank you afterwards, and I can't manage it myself until next weekend, when the Summer Of Sober is going to be officially over.  Given three months of abstinence, I'd need to pick a very short speech by Don Snoreleone to prevent falling asleep.  Can't have my behaviour being inspired by The Nodfather!


NUMBER 11

For this Bookmark, you need to know your Mordorvian geography.  Art - map!

     That's the Cyrillic for 'Tatarstan', and it is limned in red on the map.  Now for the Bookmark.  Art!


     The picture is a tad ingenuous since it's summer in Tatarstan, so there won't be any snow on the ground.  Come autumn and then winter .....  Shutting down oil wells is a verrrry risky process, as if cold weather arrives, it will cause 'jellification' of the crude, which destroys the well, pumps and pipeline.  This is a case of what you might call - er - Tatarstanding down.


NUMBER 10

One from Beefy.  Art!


     Kudos to Beefy, he puts out a lot of good content.  Plus he is British, which ANNOYS THE LIVING HECK OUT OF THE VATNIKS.

     <ahem>

     ANYWAY here we have a Ruffian talking head whanging on about how the 'useless mouths' can repay their glorious Motherlessland by joining anti-aircraft units.

     


     What he doesn't mean here are MANPADS, which are expensive, nor SAM systems like the S-300, which takes six months to train on, nor yet heavy machine guns, which are complicated to maintain and operate.  No, he means the serfs can lug around AK-47s - nothing as modern as an AK-74 - and try shooting down drones with those.  A fool's game; drones are notoriously difficult to shoot down even by experienced soldiers.
     Conrad is reminded of the Teuton 'Stomach battalions' of the late Second Unpleasantness, when they were desperate for manpower.  They put men who had similar medical conditions in the same unit for more efficient medical treatment, frequently being men with severe digestive system problems.
     No photos that I can find, so your imagination is your friend.


     Right, that's us halfway through the Bookmarks.  More to come.  I bet you can hardly wait.





*  You may not be able to tell but that Caption font is - waitforitwaitforit - Georgia