PILAR RAHOLA SPEECH

Quote: "Why don't we see demonstrations against Islamic dictatorships in London , Paris , Barcelona ? Or demonstrations against the Burmese dictatorship?"

Good questions, no?
Read the rest here:
http://proisraelbaybloggers.blogspot.com/2010/04/pilar-rahola-speech.html


Go read it.
Thank you, Snooky, for posting it.


周小燕

Worries about the UC San Diego Divestment campaign

Thinking about college is not something I planned to do quite as yet, yet it is being thrust upon me. Living in California, naturally West-Coast universities are the most logical potential choices.


Except that they are less and less attractive.

UC Berkeley is out of the question – the atmosphere on the campus across the bay is so thoroughly hateful that it would be downright dangerous to go there unless one supported dictatorships like Venezuela, North Korea, and Iran.

San Francisco State, still reasonably affordable, is sodden with rabid anti-Americans and partisans of third-world gangsters, besides having had its courses severely reduced as well as its academic standards diminished.

Irvine and most of the other minor hinterland schools are also not on my short-list; I am neither fond of the farmbelt, nor of insulated campus communities. A pity, really. Life would be SO much easier if I just got along with those people. And those OTHER people.

[Concerning the California educational institutions in the bush, this from Arutz Sheva: "Many of the activities of these groups specifically harass and intimidate Jewish students," they write, and "it is not inconceivable that these groups' anti-Semitic discourse and hostility could escalate into incidents of physical violence. Nevertheless, California administrators have been unwilling to respond to, or even acknowledge, the threats that Jewish students face on their campuses."
If Jews are not safe, how much less so those of us who are clearly recognizable as urbanite ethnic? California does NOT a have a history ofkindly treatment of Chinese and Japanese, and some attitudes still thrive out in the Valley that are better restrained in the Bay Area. Now, I happen to get along with Jews. While absolutely loathing, and being filled with disgust by, the typical Arab attitudes towards little yellow women.]


And now, oh woe, San Diego is probably also out of the question.


Even though the ACUCSD president (Utsav Gupta) has come out in favor of a nay vote (“To this end, I will be voting against the passage of this resolution”), it does not seem likely that the issue will ever go away.
The slimy tactics of the SJP at Berkeley are becoming the role model for ideological anti-Semites up and down the state. Helped, of course, by such organizations as AlAwda, the AROC, ISM, and International ANSWER.

[Al-Awda opposes Israel's right to exist, supports foreign terrorist organizations such as Hamas and Hizbullah, organizes anti-Israel rallies and events, and features anti-Semitic speakers at its events. The AROC is funded by The Tides Foundation and serves as the outside agitator at many events in the Bay Area. The International Solidarity Movement (ISM) is a borderline still debatablylegal pro-Hamas and pro-Hezbollah partisan group with such stellar models of probity as Paul Larudee, Alice Walker, and Cynthia McKinney among its praise-singers, and International ANSWER are the rebranded Marxists and revolutionary anti-American arm-chair socialists who have sought to take over the left for nearly a decade, and largely succeeded. Do I also need to mention the Women in Black and Code Pink?]


I shall have to think the unthinkable. University, a few years from now, will be either in Massachusetts (two strong contenders), or New England (one).


Do they even HAVE decent Chinese food there?


Better eat all I can now. My late teens are going to be ghastly.


周小燕

If that's the answer, you shouldn't have posed the question!

The internet is possibly the worst thing ever put in the hands of certain people. Yes, it can be used for good. Most of the time it's used for pornography, lolcats, and pictures of stupid things.

And sometimes, sometimes, it proves that a shallow genepool is a very bad thing.


Enter The Ninja
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wc3f4xU_FfQ
By Die Antwoord.
It represents South African 'Kulcha'!
And butterflies.


Five and a half minutes of funky honky hiphop proving beyond any possible doubt that inbred gangly blondes are your worst nightmare, tattooed stringy white boys should not rap (ever!), and people with an Asian thing going on are often quite quite loopy. Good lord almighty, this is a bad video; it redifines bad, and adds layer upon putrid layer of rotten bad-ass badness to the very concept of bad. This is more than bad, it is loathsome, nauseating, nasty, frightening, and repulsive.
Badder than this is hard to imagine.


It is also the most amusing thing I've seen all week. My stomach aches and I'm hoarse with laughter.

Which, it turns out, may be more or less what the "musical geniuses" of Die Antwoord ('the answer') intended all along.

The Wikipedia entry on the band, if read between the lines, indicates that they may actually know what they are doing (however unlikely though that seems). Their website seems to be dense with the F word, and has some LOVELY pictures of inbred salt of the earth types.

I am torn between being repulsed, and appreciating their feral charm.
They'll be touring in the northern hemisphere sometime this year.
You can't wait. Might as well admit it.
Hwot kaik yay, poes.


周小燕

Fine white ash

So another blogger thanked me very prettily for posting four links to his blog, then asked why I had chosen those particular four. I disabused him of the notion that it was because they are excellent pieces.

He's a decent if prolix writer, but those links had nothing to do with literary merit.
They were all tight little blinkered holes into the dark pit of his soul.
A smelly, reeky, smokey swamp of existential angst.
Black, boring, tobacco posts.

[Gratuitous Link Cluster: THIS, THAT, THE OTHER THING, and SMTHG ELSE.]

I was amazed at the passion he has for that strange subject. See, he writes about all kinds of things, but when he writes about smoking, it's almost like he's describing his favorite sexual position. Without any sense of shame or reserve.
It's not about his wooden object, there is no queer symbolism. It's the pipe tobacco.

For years he's had an unrequited love affair with a product named "Balkan Sobranie", the mistress-slut-virgin-whore and girl-next-door of pipe tobaccos, yay, even the Mary Magdalene of Oriental Blends.
Balkan Sobranie Original Mixture has had many casual lovers, but Atboth is probably the first bonafide stalker for a smoking tobacco ever. He longs, passionately, to dip his sweaty Charatan or Sasieni Four Dot deep into her soft and spongy silken shreds again, stroke her firmly into submission, then light her up. Puff.
Oooooooooh!!! And 'Mmmmmmmm!'

Disgusting!

It's quite the nastiest thing to which I've ever been exposed. I live in San Francisco, so I know from depravity too.
Grant Patel likes panties. Snooky lusts after a motorbike. Dovbear teases Hareidi Jews. Midinaite Manna loves her husband and her baby. Steg is studying to become a rabbit.
[Lily Haskell picks on Jews, Jameel settles the West Bank, Harry provides answers to questions I had not yet thought of asking, Dick Becker waves his tiny shrimp-like dongus, and Treppenwitz writes wittily about living in the best of all possible lands. These are a few of my favorite things. No, I shall NOT mention "I can has cheez burger", it's just too flippin' precious! Icky!]


Mister Atboth rhapsodizes about smelly dead leaves. Balkan Sobranie.


He wrote "you should've see the fine white ash I used to tap".
I thought he was making an obscene and boastful reference to a long-past sexual exploit, or a portion of his own anatomy (as boys are wont to do), till the next line made clear that it was what he knocked out of his pipe after smoking.
Fine white ash, "velvety", and of "an even and uniform small grit".

Pipe smokers are neurotic.
Which is a nice polite way of saying nuts.


周小燕

I'm halfway towards becoming a lesbian

My auntie had a child two days ago. A male. It was quite a feat.

He's a fat little fleshball. Looks like a taro root. Nineteen and a half inches (nearly), eight and a half pounds (slightly more than).
She said it was like passing a cinder block.

In slow motion.


EeeeeeeeeeW!!!!!!!!


I am so not having kids if I can help it!


Once I asked my mom about sex, and she told me "let your husband teach you".
Well number one, no thanks, I'd rather know what I'm getting into BEFORE it happens, and number two, junior high really has changed since you were young, mom. You won't believe what some of these white kids have on their facebook pages.

Some of them are just begging for stalkers.


I asked you because I wanted the clean version!!!


Apparently, you don't know that one either.

Or you're not letting on.

So yeah. The magic of procreation can go fly a kite. Biology is a bitch. Not going there.


周小燕

Balkan Sobranie till you're sick of it!

Sometimes, when your scrolling through someone else’s blog, you notice one thing which proves that the writer has a screw loose. An obsession, or a queer perversion, that you already suspected but you just didn’t know how deep it went. It may appall you. OR not.


Good example:
http://atthebackofthehill.blogspot.com/search/label/Balkan%20Sobranie/
"Balkan Sobranie – all posts" (At the back of the Hill).


HOLY COW!


He's insane.

Consider, if I will, this post:
http://atthebackofthehill.blogspot.com/2008/08/balkan-sobranie-postscript.html


Ten whole pages of stuff. About. A. Pipe. Tobacco. Mixture. Called. BALKAN SOBRANIE!!!

Taste and blending notes, comparisons, and a loving tribute.


Now, girls I could understand. Girls are pretty neat. Even dishy altar boys. But he's writing about pipe tobacco! Pipe freaking tobacco!



Then there's this one:
http://atthebackofthehill.blogspot.com/2007/10/balkan-sobranie-original-mixture.html

Much shorter, but still a turgid overload of love poem to a long gone stinky product. You'd think he was writing about his favorite pastry. Or fish paste.
Plus more instructive notes and comparisons.


I also clicked on a link named "Tobacco List", and that was a frightfully stupid thing to do - forty pages or so of stuff about pipe tobacco - a lot of which is, obviously, about Balkan Sobranie and mr. Atboth's deep enduring love affair with his stinky mistress.
He loves to roll in it, to touch it, to fondle it, rub it all over his pasty middle aged torso, and breathe deeply and passionately of its heady perfume. Balkan Sobranie is better than ten women!
He remembers each and every lustY embrace of Balkan Sobranie, each tar-stained kiss, each sooty frolic, and each sultry shred of stimulus. Balkan Sobranie!
That's pipe tobacco we're talking about, he isn't talking about ME, thank god even though I'm jealous, or even any other young ladies. Just pipe tobacco! Pervert!


If he we're a teenage boy, he'd write about girls. Girls with great big casabas, long legs, and blonde hair waving in the breeze, wide round eyes, slightly parted lips, and vacant expressions on their simple pie-faces (precisely NOT like me!).
But he's an elderly Dutchman, no longer hormonally gifted, possibly dried up.... so tobacco instead.
Way to go, man! I really so want to be pipe tobacco when I grow up and move out!
Girls are a dime a dozen, but pipe tobacco inspires lasting passion.


Oh, and another thing, if you're reading this mister Atboth, I just gave you FOUR links. You now owe me.


周小燕