Adam Piggott

Gentleman adventurer

Friday hawt chicks & links – The whoa! Phat edition.

The big news this week is that president Trump sat down with Whoa! Phat in Singapore in the biggest diplomacy development in the Pacific Rim since the end of hostilities in the Korean War. Last September the left were howling in contrived fear that Trump was going to end up destroying the world because he wouldn’t give Whoa! Phat what he wanted. Now that Phat has come crawling and begging to be included at the diplomacy table the left are howling in contrived outrage that Trump wasted this opportunity by not demanding enough. So before they were upset because Trump was going too fast but now they’re upset because he’s going too slowly.


Also, when dealing with North Korea, slowly is good.

We cannot burgle Asia, and steal China’s most vital client state from their orbit overnight. It would be Prague Spring or Hungary 1956 all over again.

The Norks need to be demilitarized and unshackled, bit by bit, so that China doesn’t have cause to intervene until it’s a fait accompli.

Anything else is merely a disaster for the people of Norkistan, and a potential trigger to fan the Cold War into a hot one.

Telling me, therefore, that things are going slowly, is probably the best news there could be, for everyone concerned.

More links and pics after the break.

A fire at a London gallery caused damage to a major exhibition. The fire was caused by rotting fish. The fish were the art exhibition.

Majestic Splendor is composed of sequin-covered rotting fish.

That’s all you need to know. Modern art is an example of what happens when the left completely infiltrate and take over something.


Baker who said, ‘no cake for you!’ to a gay couple wins his case in the US Supreme Court.

The justices, in a 7-2 decision, said the Colorado Civil Rights Commission showed an impermissible hostility toward religion when it found that baker Jack Phillips violated the state’s anti-discrimination law by rebuffing gay couple David Mullins and Charlie Craig in 2012.

You can thank Trump for this decision.


Penguin Publishing goes the way of the diversity route. In other words, they have gone full SJW. Never go full SJW.

The email cites the publisher’s ‘new company-wide goal’: for ‘both our new hires and the authors we acquire to reflect UK society by 2025.’ (Gotta love that shouty boldface.) ‘This means we want our authors and new colleagues to reflect the UK population taking into account ethnicity, gender, sexuality, social mobility and disability.’

Methinks that Penguin will not exist in a few short years. The people responsible will be proud of this accomplishment.


Anthony Bourdain hung himself last week. The Federalist has a rambling and emotional screed, (is it written by a wwoman? Let me check – yep, no surprises there), about how suicide is bad and stuff. I was a Bourdain fan. Purchased his first book when it was released. But that doesn’t mean that I am all upset about his self-inflicted demise. On the contrary, I am curious.

Suicide Weekend Weirdness.

My theory?

After the arrest of Raniere in March (which fits our timeline), certain celebs got spooked and wanted to start talking to try to get ahead of this thing – because Harvey wasn’t planning on talking then, himself (he still had AG Schneiderman in power as his protection). Sure, it’s probable that Bourdain did some horrible things – but if you can make your deeds pale in comparison to someone really evil, you might still make it out alive.

Unless that really evil person catches wind of what you’re trying to do, and pulls a few strings, calls in a few last favors.

Very curious … Lots of sexual predators out there.


It’s about time that businesses grew some balls. Some big balls. Some big hairy balls with balls on top.


Some people believe that there is a coming civil war round 2 in America. I find the arguments in favor convincing.

The last generation to have experience the horror associated with total war, with the mobilization of the entire economy of the United States to defeat a foe is . . . dead. The youngest boys that landed on Omaha Beach on D-Day are 95 today. They control nothing.

Our leadership, our population has no connection to those that saw the horrors of a continent ripped apart by war. They led our nation (and all of the nations of the West) and their actions were held in check by the horrors that they had seen. Now their experiences no longer temper the actions of the leaders (and desires of the people) to avoid apocalyptic levels of violence.


A beginners guide to buying a classic car.

If you’re someone with lots of spare time (and perhaps money as well) who enjoys fixing anything mechanical, a full restoration project might fit your profile.

If you want to buy a unique car in immaculate condition with strong investment potential, that car is going to be doing a lot of sitting without much tinkering or driving required. But as I’ll explain next, it’s important to understand that most classic cars don’t actually turn out to be a good investment.

The good wife and I need to purchase a second car. I have about 10K I can throw at it. I’m thinking a late 90s Jaguar XK8. Cheap as chips now. Quarter million dollar vehicle when it was released.


Those in charge are now screaming from the rooftops that there is no Deep State.^tfw&

Well, now it’s a certainty that it really does exist.


I saw this over at Ace of Spades.

I think that a meme is in order …





Podcast #5 – The no chicks allowed! episode.


Sunday lifting thread.


  1. earl

    Heh…that meme and then the hawt chick. Inquiring minds are astonished as to why a man and woman are more likely to have children.

  2. If you can find one with the supercharged variant of the engine in one of those cars it falls into the “balls to the wall” driving category. There are ways to modify the engine control unit, but at that point you’ll need a high speed driving course, and an autobahn.

  3. TechieDude

    Way back when I used to install cable TV, mostly in apartments. Training consisted of a week paired up with another tech to show you the ropes. One time, I was with a dude that looked like Radar O’Reilly and we were sent to a notorious gay building.

    We were setting up the box, or something, with the door open (apartment dwellers would leave access keys at the office), when an old gay dude walked by.

    I remember my coworker looking up from what he was doing to observe the passer-by.

    He went back to what he was doing and muttered, “Man, nothing sadder than an old queen.”

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