WOM wrote: Canadian Senator - and Pentecostal pastor - 50, who had a sexual relationship with a 16 year old girl, promised her govt. committee work and tried to do business with her parents has failed to uphold “the highest standards of dignity” required of the Senate.
This article (assuming it isn't an early April Fools Day spoof) really lays bare the abject absurdity of the monarchy and the UK's version of it in particular. I'm particularly struck by how "Every station, down to hospital radio, has prepared music lists made up of “Mood 2” (sad) or “Mood 1” (saddest) songs to reach for in times of sudden mourning." Yes, hospital radio is apparently under a patriotic injunction to make sick people feel more miserable when an overprivileged, very old woman dies. What a country.
I read that this morning and my main thought - aside from, 'well now I'm starting my day feeling a bit depressed,' was that I fucking hope she doesn't die shortly before or during my trip back there later this year, because it'll play havoc with my plans to catch up with friends in various bits of the country and try to enjoy myself.
Levin wrote: I'm not certain this is quite WTF enough, but it's getting there.
Having said that there is something over here called salsa inglesa - 'English sauce' - which had me really confused for years. Then I tasted it. It's Worcestershire sauce.
The FT mentioned this site recently
It's a 'blog' using daily extracts of letters & diaries as they were recorded 100 years ago as the Russian Revolution rolled out
Strangely compelling to get a glimpse of all the conflicting comments and views as they played out
Worth a visit, the actors then ultimately impacted the history of the world
More seriously, the reason why this kind of crime is more prevalent in Germany is that Germans are still culturally adverse to credit and debit cards and prefer to use cash for such purposes.
Well, that beats my Don 'Senator Pastor Teen Sex' Meredith post upthread. Yesterday, Meredith's lawyer was loudly shouting that this witch hunt was racist in nature. Today he's not Meredith's lawyer.
It says volumes about Tennessee that even if all of the allegations in the divorce suit are true, the creep is not in violation of any state law or regulation applying to doctors or state legislators.
WOM wrote: Costco just jacked their memberships by $5 to cover their revenue shortfall. The pricks.
I'm being dragged along to Costco in about half-an-hour. I'll use this information as a desperate — but ultimately futile — attempt to sleaze out of it.
The FT mentioned this site recently
It's a 'blog' using daily extracts of letters & diaries as they were recorded 100 years ago as the Russian Revolution rolled out
Strangely compelling to get a glimpse of all the conflicting comments and views as they played out
Worth a visit, the actors then ultimately impacted the history of the world
I'm not really sure that's WTF? stuff, but it is absolutely brilliant and I will probably waste a couple of hours tonight reading through old posts on there, so thanks for posting it, lc!
The FT mentioned this site recently
It's a 'blog' using daily extracts of letters & diaries as they were recorded 100 years ago as the Russian Revolution rolled out
Strangely compelling to get a glimpse of all the conflicting comments and views as they played out
Worth a visit, the actors then ultimately impacted the history of the world
I'm not really sure that's WTF? stuff, but it is absolutely brilliant and I will probably waste a couple of hours tonight reading through old posts on there, so thanks for posting it, lc!
My duties were not ended when I had put Lord Milner to bed. I had my report to send to the Embassy. There was George Clerk, determined to see something of Moscow by night, and still young enough to sacrifice his sleep to his determination. Enlisting the services of a young Russian millionaire, we took him to a gipsy party – doubtless one of the last of the great gipsy parties celebrated under the monarchy. Goodness knows what it cost. I could not have paid. There were eight of us: four English and four Russians, and as the guest of honour George Clerk had to bear the brunt of the champagne bombardment. My young Russian millionaire did his best. Maria Nikolaievna sang countless "charochki," and with her own hands offered countless bumpers to George Clerk. As a diplomatist he has had many triumphs, but never has he borne himself more bravely than on that last evening in Moscow. He never refused a toast. He drank each one down in the approved Russian manner, and his monocle never moved. Not a hair of his head was ruffled. There was neither flush nor pallor on his cheeks.
In the early hours of the morning Prochoroff, my young millionaire officer, signed the bill and distributed the necessary largesse, and we set off home; my wife, George Clerk, "Jimmie" Valentine and I in one car; Prochoroff and his Russian friends showing the way in another. A quarter of a mile down the road we passed him. He had pulled up beside a policeman and was standing in the road. For George Clerk's edification we stopped to watch. Prochoroff was fumbling in his pockets. He pulled out his purse and handed a rouble to the policeman, who clicked his heels together and saluted. His hand on his sword, Prochoroff drew himself up to his full height. There was a sparkle in his eye, and he looked as though he were about to lead a charge.
"Boje Tsaria Khraneel" he thundered. "God save the Tsar," repeated the policeman. And "bye Jidoff!" (beat the Jews).
We drove on. Prochoroff did not hate the Jews. In so far as he had any political views he was a Liberal. But he would go on with his "God save the Tsar and beat the Jews" refrain all the way home. It was the prescribed ritual. It was the pre-revolutionary tradition.
EDIT TO CLARIFY: Obviously that bit about beating the Jews isn't the part of the post I liked.
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