Two hawt chicks for the price of three!

Greetings fellow adventurers and travelers of the cyberspace, and welcome to another downright hip and groovy edition of the weekly smorgasbord of links, vids, and resident hawtness.  This week I have been more inclined to post snippets and videos rather than essays, simply because this is what caught my fearful yellow eye.

I am aware that there are many big events that transpired around the world this week, momentous happenings that have shattered the cosmos and left people reeling with alternate feelings of amazement and despair, blah blah, blahdy-blah.

And next week it will be entirely new momentous shatterings and the serpent will continue to eat its own tail. Here at the weekly links, consider this your shelter from the worldwide legion of crooks, charlatans, and grifters, better known as politicians, bankers, and economists. I am also feeling in a generous mood so I am going to offer you not one but two hawt chicks of the week! Yes, dear friends, you read that correctly. Pay for three and get two! A bargain in any man’s language.

Enough dither, enough dather, enough blather. On with it.

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Bad decisions.

Misery loves company. Ask any pimp how he goes about restocking his selection of hookers with some young, firm, and unspoilt female specimens, and his answer will be along these lines: get one teenage girl trapped and then sit back and wait for her to bring in most of her friends.

This tendency to spread around the pain from bad decisions does not recede as people get older; if anything it gets worse. Con men target the elderly not because they’re feeble-minded but because at the end of their lives they’re running out of options and they’re desperate to demonstrate just one last time that all of their bad decisions were flukes and this one is gonna win big I tell ya.

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Africans really are that stupid.

Boredom was somewhat of a problem for the riverguides when I lived in Uganda. At the time, tourism was down and we were only getting one or two trips a week. We resorted to many activities to make the days pass, most of which included some sort of assistance from chemical or alcoholic substances, not to mention expat chicks, principally daughters of various foreign dignitaries who had no idea what their precious offspring were up to.

One of our daily minor amusements was reading the local newspapers. We had to let the household staff read them first which was part of the fun. It was instructive to observe how the locals took whatever was written in the local rag as being deadly serious, no matter how ridiculous the actual content. Instructive in the sense that when I returned to the First World I was able to better understand how our own media disseminated the same bullshit.

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A lesson on not apologising from Clementine Ford.

make no mistake, this is not the hawt chick of the week.

Consistently revolting bush-pig Clementine Ford is in the news again for signing one of her own books with the inscription ‘Have you killed any men today? And if not, why not?

I have to hand it to Ford, she is very good at what she does, and what she does is to stay firmly in the public eye. It would be more accurate to say that Ford is always in the news, for not a week passes without some mindless hate-filled dump of feminist toxicity spewing forth from her bloated mouth, in between taking enormous bites of Jello doughnuts of course.

This doesn’t fail to send conservative writers and media personalities into serious meltdowns as calls are made for her head to be removed, which is easier said than done seeing as you would first have to locate her neck.

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Is Stephen Hawking dead and now played by an actor?

Ask the ordinary man on the street who has little interest in the world outside his own little bubble to name the greatest living scientist today and the answer you get will most probably be something along the lines of the disabled guy in the wheelchair who speaks funny and who was on The Big Bang Theory.

Stephen Hawking is so prominent due to the combination of a very nasty disease and a very smart brain. But this has been spun off into one hell of a career across multiple platforms. The guy hasn’t just trademarked his own name; he has copyrighted his voice, which I suppose is bad luck for anyone else in the future with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis who needs to talk with their cheek muscle.

So it was with some degree of incredulity that I read a comment here on the blog declaring that Hawking is a fake:

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