Month: December 2025

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…

JOOOOOOOOOOS!

Obviously I haven’t felt much like writing stuff in the last few days, which is not to say that at least some kind of fun stuff has happened amidst the horrors… and right-wing media’s meltdown over the legacy of Charlie Kirk has been one of them:

Now, this is in some respects just a continuation of the existing feud between Klandace and Benji Bear, but even so it’s kind of amazing just how far the former is willing to push it. The general right-wing freakout about the Charlie Kirk aftermath and what’s happening at Turning Point USA is too silly to talk about—it will fill books in years to come, but I can’t be arsed right now—but seeing all these dreadful people losing the plot is rather lovely. Ben has been losing it as much as any of them, of course, though certainly not as much as her… I mean, Candace is the person who said Hitler would’ve been perfectly fine if he’d just limited his ambitions to Germany, but I feel this is her going far beyond her personal issues with Boon Shabibula and her beef with the state of Israel, both legitimate targets, into hatred of Jews in general, not legitimate targets. She’s an even better useful idiot for the far right than Ben is, really, and her “black people’s problem is not white people” bullshit in this video is going to age VERY badly if the racists she’s pandering to ever get that ethnostate they want, even worse than his will…

Book ’em!

So the Channel 9 website had this story…

…Which, as the headline suggests, is about bookshop workers striking for better working conditions. Why, then, is the story illustrated initially by this video of police officers patrolling some shopping centre on a mission to crack down on violent crime? How is this connected to the story? Are we supposed to associate justifiable strike action with violent crime? Actually, probably…

It’s been a week

Not bad enough that we had the Brown University shooting, the Bondi Beach thing, and the Reiners, on top of whatever other events of this sort that didn’t make the news that I saw, I discovered this week an old school friend and someone I used to know from the goth scene died recently, the former from complications after surgery and the latter “by choice”, which I presume is the latest euphemism… hadn’t spoken to either in years but that doesn’t make the news any less awful. Both of them were younger than me.

So it’s been a bummer of a few days. On the plus side, a friend who had a cancer scare a few months ago just celebrated his birthday yesterday, and though said scare is not quite over (he’s still waiting to find out if he needs radiotherapy) the signs have generally been good. More trivially, Joe finally got someone to mow the back and front yards and trim the bushes out front—nice to be able to walk down the driveway again without being assaulted by the hibiscus—and I got a new blu-ray drive for the laptop that can handle 4K discs and has succeeded in ripping a number of recalcitrant blu’s the previous drive didn’t feel like doing… Miniscule in the grand scheme of things, I know, but I suppose you have to make do with the miniscule things these days.