Category: [Idiots]

Farewelling ’25

So New Year’s Eve rocked. Who could’ve imagined that leaving the house would actually be a good idea? Certainly not me, and yet so it was… all-round good vibe, good crowd (if somewhat smaller than I’d thought it might be), didn’t even have undue problems with taxis either way (though the street closures around Central Station made the return journey slightly more complicated than it was to get there). It was actually worth going out on NYE after all. Maybe I’ll even do it again next NYE, that’s how good a night I was having last night.

And I’m particularly glad I did cos it appears that we all died at midnight:

Click to enlarge the image to full size so you can read the fine print about the UN’s various agendas for the 21st century… on which note, well, the attempt at massive depopulation didn’t really work out, did it? Covid-19 didn’t cause quite the same carnage that the “Spanish” flu did… But yeah, apparently all of us that got THE JAAAAAAAAAAB were supposed to die by NYE ’25, so I presume that, when the clock ticked over at midnight to January 1 2026, those of us who hadn’t already carked it before that finally did so in accordance with the prophecy, and I am now blogging from beyond the grave…

…And no doubt you’ll be amazed to find this is far from the only interesting thing on Jane’s Twatter. Not exactly Holocaust denial per se, but the next best thing… oy.

Anyway, talking of things people post online:

This was posted last by a FB friend who posts quite a lot of this sort of thing, and this one… kind of hit a little more than usual. Cos one part of my evening involved a conversation with Jennie Langton, who’s kind of the current photographer of whatever passes for the goth scene in Sydney (and who took this rather good photo of me), and she was… concerned when she saw me. She seemed to think I’d lost quite a lot of weight. Which I certainly haven’t been trying to do and am fairly sure I haven’t done (if I’m thinning anywhere it’s in the hair department); my gut is sometimes more or less apparent depending on how recently I’ve taken a shit and what t-shirt I’m wearing, but Jennie was really worried about how much she seemed to think I’ve shed… and, well, I found it kind of puzzling cos, apart from anything else, no one ever, you know, says that sort of thing to me. I’m not used to people caring about me that much. The only thing I can think of that I’ve done differently lately has been my diabetes meds, last time I saw the doctor he changed me from the metformin I’ve been on for about 20 years to a somewhat more jumped-up version of the latter called Trajentamet to try bring the old blood sugar down a bit more… and all it’s really done to me is make me sick; as I’ve discovered, vomiting and nausea are known side effects of this stuff, and I was getting a lot of that… so I’ve stopped taking it and had no such trouble since, but even so it shouldn’t have changed me that much. Did Jennie see something I can’t? I don’t know.

And, well, it’s not like Jennie and I actually really even know each other that much. We don’t interact online cos she’s almost never online, and I think the only time we’ve spoken to each other that wasn’t at a club was one night when I’d just left Oxford Art Factory and we passed each other in the street while she was on her way there… that’s about it. But Jennie was worried about me when she saw me last night in spite of all that and she meant it, and she said as much to me, which is more than people usually do (and, again, more than I usually do to others). And it was a bit confusing. And then I got home once I was done, did my first scroll of Facebook for the new year and saw that picture above. And, well, I realised that I had in fact just got kindness from someone right at the end of a particularly infernal year, of a sort that, as I said, I’m not used to… and which, to be honest, I kind of liked and wish I were more used to it. Perhaps if I practise it myself towards others more often? Perhaps I should be a lot less hard on myself than I tend to be? I think I may not practise it towards Jane Orrick, though…

Remember the Rapture?

Cos evidently this guy hasn’t forgotten it like the rest of us:

This… possibly not altogether there chap, Tilahun Desalegn, stood out to me in the coverage of the non-event of September 2025 by virtue of being noticeably Australian (I alluded to him here before). And, well, yeah, per the video above, he’s got new evidence that the Rapture would in fact finally happen at Christmas. It’s a bit unfair to single him out, cos a quick search on Youtube reveals several dozen other channels there predicting the same thing, or at any rate it would apparently happen at Hanukkah. Seems all those prophets never predicted what did happen at Bondi at the start of Hanukkah… but hey, they were only Jews so who cares, not like they were fully human to the people posting this bullshit… Anyway, I think it’s safe to say the Rapture didn’t exactly come off as scheduled this time either, just like all the other times it’s failed and will continue to do so. Not, of course, that this has ever convinced these morons it won’t happen eventually so they’ll keep predicting it…

Also on the box…

There was, however, one thing even better than Jake Paul getting his jaw handed to him in the world of boxing this week, and that came a few hours later…

…when this cunt got thumped in the ring by a guy who barely even counts as a boxer. So much for Andrew Taint’s great boxing debut; I know he was a kickboxer for some years, but I gather that’s still a different discipline from the little I know… and I gather, too, he didn’t exactly fight giants of the sport when he was involved in it, but, to be fair, he did do it professionally. I don’t believe Chase Demoor does, and I gather he’s best known as an influencer from some reality TV show. He is a “heavyweight champion”, but only in the rather small competition in which he fights, Misfits Boxing, which was founded a few years ago by Youtube character KSI, who, amusingly, also kicked off Jake Paul’s boxing “career”… and also Tate apparently has some stake in it as well but there seems to be some debate as to quite what that is.

Anyway, nearly ten years after retiring from kickboxing and five years since he last fought at all, Taint seemed to think he should make a sporting comeback, and seemed to think Demoor would be an easy hit… alas, though he apparently did start well, the whole thing became a mismatch like the Paul/Joshua fight, and the older guy who frankly hasn’t lived a lifestyle conducive to maintaining sporting prowess over years of inactivity lost comprehensively to the guy who apparently isn’t even that good but still not as shit as the other guy was… and Demoor humbled Tate enough that even he had to acknowledge how shit he was. The latter’s goons on Twitter and wherever else are still trying to spin it as some sort of “hey, at least he tried” moral victory, but I think he’s actually been genuinely rattled by this; he had to rely on himself for once and he found himself wanting. No word yet on what Greta Thunberg thinks about the debacle, but I feel celebratory pizza might be involved…

On the box…

There are certain things I never, or at least very rarely, post about here because I just have no interest in them. One of those things is sport, particularly boxing which I actually kind of hate, and another is Jake Paul, wotrhless Youtube scum (though I can never decide if he or his similarly worthless brother Logan is worse). Put both those things together, however…

…and you might just get me interested, especially when it involves him getting seven shades of shit beaten out of him. The fight he did the other day with Anthony Joshua was already over by the time I got up the following day, so I could only marvel at the outcome… as the Wiki piece notes, the match was criticised for being noticeably unbalanced, and I did kind of wonder why Joshua took all of six rounds to knock the tedious prick out, it should’ve been almost immediate… but then I realised Joshua was being very deliberate and toying with him, and it just felt so much better. I mean, look at that face. That is the face of a man with regrets. He is wondering what the fuck he’s done, questioning his life choices, and realising he’s bitten off more than he could chew (and now he can’t chew anything at all).

It was kind of gold if you’re a mean-spirited prick like I can be in cases like this (I like a good bit of Schadenfreude when something like this happens), and, well, it’s also being accused of being less than 100% real. Apparently this accusation has dogged Jake’s whole boxing career, and there’s certainly been questionable aspects of how he’s conducted same (e.g. his choice of fights with people like Mike Tyson that are long past their prime), but… you know, Joshua did break his fucking jaw in two places. That doesn’t seem like something you’d script, I can’t imagine even Jake Paul being thrilled to have that happen to him even for the monstrous amount of money he was apparently being paid for it… yeah, I can’t really get with that idea. Still, there was stupid money involved, so he could probably buy himself a new jaw if it came to that…

I can’t imagine why not…

Well, so much for Bondi Beach being one of Australia’s most famous tourist spots, eh? I know Chuckles III is still our head of state and all that, but I didn’t realise his majesty’s constabulary was our police here too. Or that our beaches were apparently part of Britain…

Honestly, though, this part of the whole Bondi horror is genuinely astonishing. Apparently this bloke Edward Crabtree was just walking past the area when the shooting started, and then in the video you see him bolt across the road and wrestle the gun from the shooter, in the course of which he was also shot twice; that’s him on the left pointing the thing at the shooter. I’m still astonished that Ed didn’t actually fire at the other guy just from nerves or something, and yes I have seen someone complaining about him not doing that, but full credit to Ed anyway. Solid brass balls.

The only problem with this story is, well, Edward Crabtree doesn’t exist. The hero of the day was, in fact, a Lebanese Muslim fruit shop owner called Ahmed Al Ahmed. And yeah, he was in the area and that’s him in the video taking the gun from the shooter and he got shot for his pains, and he was identified as Ahmed Al Ahmed in media here… so why does the above news article call him “Edward Crabtree”?

Because it’s apparently as real as Ed himself; the site is apparently an AI bullshit generator, and said AI bullshit has been picked up and spread by other AI bullshit machines like Grok. You know Grok? Edolf’s chatbot thing? Yeah, that seems to have been particularly active in spreading this nonsense all over Twitter. I can’t imagine why this story about a literal white saviour invented to cover up the truth about the guy being a Lebanese brown person might be so popular on a social media site run by a demonstrated white supremacist and mostly populated by far-right bigots, but there you have it anyway… can’t let a Muslim dude be the hero in a story about Jews being murdered, now, can we.

Bill Gates won’t like this

One of the most idiotic bits of news to come from the house of Krasnov in the last few days was this:

US Secretary of State Marco Rubio has ordered diplomats to revert to using Times New Roman font in official communications, calling his predecessor Antony Blinken’s decision to adopt Calibri a “wasteful” diversity move, according to a leaked internal cable.
The department switched to Calibri, a modern sans-serif font, in January 2023, saying it was a more accessible font for people with disabilities because it did not have decorative angular features and was at the time the default in Microsoft products.
Some scientific studies have suggested that sans-serif fonts such as Calibri are indeed easier to read for those with certain visual disabilities.
However, a cable dated December 9 that was sent to all US diplomatic posts said that typography shaped the professionalism of an official document and that Calibri was informal compared to serif typefaces.
“To restore decorum and professionalism to the Department’s written work products and abolish yet another wasteful DEIA program, the Department is returning to Times New Roman as its standard typeface,” the cable said.

I have no idea whether Calibri is in fact easier to read, but evidently the mere possibility that it might be easier to read for some people with certain reading issues is enough for the regime to cancel it, because fuck people being to read, apparently. Informal? I mean, it’s not fucking Comic Sans, is it…

Anyway, for some reason I then found myself looking up Calibri on Google…

…and, hilariously, when I did so the whole search page appears in Calibri. I presume this is something they’ve just done for the occasion of this news (cos it’d be a slightly silly thing to do on the regular), but they also don’t seem to have announced they’d done it. I kind of like that as much as anything…

History lesson

There’s been quite some fuss lately over this Mushroom Cock proclamation from a few days ago:

This was in response to this:

A video released last week by six Democratic lawmakers has set off an acrimonious partisan debate over what constitutes treason and reflects a larger political debate about what constitutes patriotism in today’s polarised political environment.
In the 90-second video, the six Democrats, all with military or national security backgrounds, criticised Trump and reminded military personnel they had the right – the obligation, even – to disobey “unlawful orders”.
Although they did not detail what orders they had in mind, they are thought to have been referring to the deployment of National Guard troops to US cities and the US Navy raids on alleged drugs traffickers in the Caribbean.
“This administration is pitting our uniformed military and intelligence community professionals against American citizens,” they said.
You have taken an oath to defend the US constitution, they reminded their military listeners, and “the threats to our constitution aren’t just coming from abroad, but from right here at home”.

Which in turn inspired this discussion I saw posted online:

The American education system at work, I see. Someone want to teach Rick a bit of European history? Cos evidently someone needs to…

Hey, remember Jordan B.?

Someone posted on the Puzzle in a Thunderstorm group about watching a Jordan B. Peterson video and wondering what happened to him and what a shame he chose to become such an arsehole. I replied that he’d always been one—let’s face it, 12 Rules doesn’t paint him as a particularly stellar person—and I knew he’d done Prager U videos before the Bill C-16 bullshit made him famous. Indeed, I went to find when he did his first one for them, and didn’t find that but did get this suggestion from Google:

Oh my, Murdoch media’s turned on him too! I have to say that’s pretty scathing; evidently even right-wing propaganda rags like the Oz can only take so much of this bullshit…

Oh, and…

…Did the world end for anyone yesterday? Cos you may recall it was supposed to… Indeed, there was supposed to be a months-long solar storm, ongoing since the start of June, and the world was supposed to explode or something. I don’t know, the prophecy didn’t seem entirely coherent to me at the time… Anyway, here we still are, it’s not quite midnight yet in… *checks* Hawai’i, so it’s still the 15th in Honolulu, meaning the world might still end in the next half hour or so and this post will look foolish indeed to anyone still alive to read it. Don’t think it will, though. I wonder if her majesty (vegan)’s message did inspire anyone to go vegan to save them from the apocalypse? If so, then those poor bastards improved their health and moral standing for nothing…