Friday, March 04, 2022

Moving On.

Greetings to anyone who happens to come across this posting. This is to inform you the Bovina Bloviator is finally heading into the barn for good. To those who find the news distressing (there must be a few), you may be pleased know its author, under the guise of a new pseudonym, Issac Bickerstaff, Esq., has started a new blog called The Taos Tatler, in a region far more mountainous than the Catskills, namely the Sangre de Cristo Mountains in the Southern Rockies. You may find the new blog at the link: https://taostatler.blog. 

This blog will remain up indefinitely, though always at the whim of Google, which owns the platform, mainly because some of the postings their author still finds pleasing and he's far too lazy, i.e., he doesn't know how, to catalogue and archive them as an organized person would. This will have to do.

Your readership and comments, pro or con, have always been gratefully appreciated in the past and, it is hoped, in the future.


Moving On.

Greetings to anyone who happens to come across this posting. This is to inform you the Bovina Bloviator is finally heading into the barn for good. To those who find the news distressing (there must be a few), you may be pleased know its author, under the guise of a new pseudonym, Issac Bickerstaff, Esq., has started a new blog called The Taos Tatler, in a region far more mountainous than the Catskills, namely the Sangre de Cristo Mountains in the Southern Rockies. You may find the new blog at the link: https://taostatler.blog. 

This blog will remain up indefinitely, though always at the whim of Google, which owns the platform, mainly because some of the postings their author still finds pleasing and he's far too lazy, i.e., he doesn't know how, to catalogue and archive them as an organized person would. This will have to do.

Your readership and comments, pro or con, have always been gratefully appreciated in the past and, it is hoped, in the future.


Sunday, October 11, 2020

Say It Ain't So, Joe!

Some may find this surprising, but long, long ago I attempted to read Freud, The Interpretation of Dreams, I think it was, but not far into that dreary tomfoolery, tossed it onto the ever-growing pile of books I classify "Not to be Read Later." Since then I've held no particular regard for the learned professor's teachings. 

Until today, that is, thanks to none other than Joe Biden. We're all familiar with the so-close-to-likeable coot's many gaffes, but recently he uttered one that beautifully illumed a staple Freudian notion, para-praxis, or, more commonly, (though slightly inaccurately), Freudian slips. Rather than clumsily attempting a description of the incident, let's hear it direct from the poor sad sack's mouth.

My goodness me, where do we go with this? To whom (or perhaps "what," more appropriately) was our frontotemporally-challenged VP's unfortunate faux pas attributable? Hard to say, but a possible candidate might be the former Second Lady, Edith Wilson-wannabe Jill Biden. But I have my doubts. The two have been married for some time and Gropin' Joe, after many hopeful "feelings," must be fully aware by now the little woman's alledged deficiencies and accepted there is no more to be had. 

No, Joe must have had on his mind (what remains of it, anyway) the many otherwise comely lasses victims of his impromptu physical examinations. I'm sure they know who they are and if they're good democrats, will take corrective action post-haste after this critique from the possible next president, God help us all, of the United States of America.

Say It Ain't So, Joe!

Some may find this surprising, but long, long ago I attempted to read Freud, The Interpretation of Dreams, I think it was, but not far into that dreary tomfoolery, tossed it onto the ever-growing pile of books I classify "Not to be Read Later." Since then I've held no particular regard for the learned professor's teachings. 

Until today, that is, thanks to none other than Joe Biden. We're all familiar with the so-close-to-likeable coot's many gaffes, but recently he uttered one that beautifully illumed a staple Freudian notion, para-praxis, or, more commonly, (though slightly inaccurately), Freudian slips. Rather than clumsily attempting a description of the incident, let's hear it direct from the poor sad sack's mouth.

My goodness me, where do we go with this? To whom (or perhaps "what," more appropriately) was our frontotemporally-challenged VP's unfortunate faux pas attributable? Hard to say, but a possible candidate might be the former Second Lady, Edith Wilson-wannabe Jill Biden. But I have my doubts. The two have been married for some time and Gropin' Joe, after many hopeful "feelings," must be fully aware by now the little woman's alledged deficiencies and accepted there is no more to be had. 

No, Joe must have had on his mind (what remains of it, anyway) the many otherwise comely lasses victims of his impromptu physical examinations. I'm sure they know who they are and if they're good democrats, will take corrective action post-haste after this critique from the possible next president, God help us all, of the United States of America.

Wednesday, September 16, 2020

The sad thing is, they probably will.

"Black Student Alliance demands Catholic university hire more black queer professors"

https://www.thecollegefix.com/black-student-alliance-demands-catholic-university-hire-more-black-queer-professors/

The sad thing is, they probably will.

"Black Student Alliance demands Catholic university hire more black queer professors"

https://www.thecollegefix.com/black-student-alliance-demands-catholic-university-hire-more-black-queer-professors/

Friday, August 07, 2020

If So, I Should Have Just Stayed in the Episcopal Church.

It would have saved so much trouble: years of difficult discernment, followed by seven months intense instruction (this was in Fr. Rutler's church, so not your typical RCIA) and finally (as Newman put it), "admission into the One Fold of Christ".

Now this. Fortunately it's the National Catholic Reporter (where else?), so we need not take it too seriously. Still . . . 

AOC is the future of the Catholic Church

 

If So, I Should Have Just Stayed in the Episcopal Church.

It would have saved so much trouble: years of difficult discernment, followed by seven months intense instruction (this was in Fr. Rutler's church, so not your typical RCIA) and finally (as Newman put it), "admission into the One Fold of Christ".

Now this. Fortunately it's the National Catholic Reporter (where else?), so we need not take it too seriously. Still . . . 

AOC is the future of the Catholic Church

 

Tuesday, July 21, 2020

Only the Satirist Dares Speak the Truth.

From the Babylon Bee.

Study Finds Most People Just Wearing Masks To Avoid Sea Of Judgmental Glares


A new study found that the primary reason people are wearing masks in public now is not to stop COVID-19 but rather to avoid the sea of judgmental stares.

92% of Americans surveyed said they're wearing the masks not to stop the spread of the virus but just so they aren't publicly shamed.

"Honestly, I couldn't care less about the 'rona, but I just want to get in and out and pick up a few groceries without getting glared at like I'm a serial killer who personally murdered hundreds of thousands of Americans," said Bob Cristoff as he went into a Safeway. "I just need some eggs, please don't beat me to death."

Read the whole thing.



Only the Satirist Dares Speak the Truth.

From the Babylon Bee.

Study Finds Most People Just Wearing Masks To Avoid Sea Of Judgmental Glares


A new study found that the primary reason people are wearing masks in public now is not to stop COVID-19 but rather to avoid the sea of judgmental stares.

92% of Americans surveyed said they're wearing the masks not to stop the spread of the virus but just so they aren't publicly shamed.

"Honestly, I couldn't care less about the 'rona, but I just want to get in and out and pick up a few groceries without getting glared at like I'm a serial killer who personally murdered hundreds of thousands of Americans," said Bob Cristoff as he went into a Safeway. "I just need some eggs, please don't beat me to death."

Read the whole thing.



Monday, June 29, 2020

Amazing! There still are New Yorkers in New York.


The bewildered, helpless look on the face of "little boy," realizing his regurgitations of the radical crap intubated by his radical professors at the American University are going nowhere with this tough old broad, is priceless. She's obviously in her element, loving every minute of it and her "Nu Yawk" accent makes it all the more special, as does the cross around her neck.

I hope this one goes viral.

Amazing! There still are New Yorkers in New York.


The bewildered, helpless look on the face of "little boy," realizing his regurgitations of the radical crap intubated by his radical professors at the American University are going nowhere with this tough old broad, is priceless. She's obviously in her element, loving every minute of it and her "Nu Yawk" accent makes it all the more special, as does the cross around her neck.

I hope this one goes viral.

Thursday, June 25, 2020

When an Unstoppable Force Meets an Immovable Object . . .

Pass the popcorn.

Planned Parenthood Employees Admit Abortion Business is “Steeped in White Supremacy”


Thanks to WJT.




When an Unstoppable Force Meets an Immovable Object . . .

Pass the popcorn.

Planned Parenthood Employees Admit Abortion Business is “Steeped in White Supremacy”


Thanks to WJT.




Just Deserts.

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From Fox News:

A progressive Minneapolis neighborhood that pledged not to call the police in the wake of the death of George Floyd is now dealing with a 300-strong homeless encampment in a local park, according to reports.

Traffic has reportedly increased in the neighborhood around Powderhorn Park, as drug dealers seek to meet their clientele displaced during the civil unrest, rioting and looting following Floyd’s death at the end of May. At least one person overdosed inside the park and was brought out by an ambulance. Prostitution has also been reported in the area.

Residents though have agreed to “check their privilege” and “protect people of color” by not involving law enforcement to report instances of property damage, according to the New York Times.

Gosh, with all that mayhem, you think the neighborhood residents might change their tune? Not a chance. Not this one:

"I’m not being judgmental,” Carrie Nightshade, 44, told the Times, explaining she no longer allows her children, 12 and 9, to play in the park by themselves. “It’s not personal. It’s just not safe."

Nor this one:

Another resident, Mitchell Erickson, said he regretted calling 911 when two black teenagers cornered him a block away from his home, held a gun to his chest and demanded his car keys. Erickson said he mistakenly handed over his house keys, and the frustrated teens left him only to steal another car a few blocks away.

“Been thinking more about it,” Erickson said in a text message to a reporter. “I regret calling the police. It was my instinct but I wish it hadn’t been. I put those boys [sic] in danger of death by calling the cops.”

Nor, apparently, the rest of the neighborhood and local officials are with them all the way.
 

Residents in the neighborhood historically known for its far-left politics and activism intervened last week when park police gave campers 72 hours to dismantle their tents and leave. The Minneapolis Park and Recreation Board has since passed a resolution not to evict people from any city park and has called for increased funding for longer-term housing for campers, according to the Star Tribune.

And social workers. Got to have social workers lest there be an outbreak of violent crime.

An old saw claims a conservative is a liberal who's been mugged. There's truth to that, but it presumes of course the unfortunate muggee possesses at a least a minimum capability of empirical reasoning. These Minneapolitans seem to have none, thus are condemned to be victimized over and over again until they're lowered in the grave, possibly assisted in that by a member of the same criminal class for whom they profess such sympathy. You have to wonder does this virtue signalling of theirs release such powerful endorphins that the euphoria completely inhibits the awful pain of continual victimhood? 

More puzzling is many if not most of these hapless souls are descendants of a generation not too far back that managed to crush Hitler's Germany and Hirohito's Japan. What a tragedy, and what an outrage.


Just Deserts.

View image on Twitter

From Fox News:

A progressive Minneapolis neighborhood that pledged not to call the police in the wake of the death of George Floyd is now dealing with a 300-strong homeless encampment in a local park, according to reports.

Traffic has reportedly increased in the neighborhood around Powderhorn Park, as drug dealers seek to meet their clientele displaced during the civil unrest, rioting and looting following Floyd’s death at the end of May. At least one person overdosed inside the park and was brought out by an ambulance. Prostitution has also been reported in the area.

Residents though have agreed to “check their privilege” and “protect people of color” by not involving law enforcement to report instances of property damage, according to the New York Times.

Gosh, with all that mayhem, you think the neighborhood residents might change their tune? Not a chance. Not this one:

"I’m not being judgmental,” Carrie Nightshade, 44, told the Times, explaining she no longer allows her children, 12 and 9, to play in the park by themselves. “It’s not personal. It’s just not safe."

Nor this one:

Another resident, Mitchell Erickson, said he regretted calling 911 when two black teenagers cornered him a block away from his home, held a gun to his chest and demanded his car keys. Erickson said he mistakenly handed over his house keys, and the frustrated teens left him only to steal another car a few blocks away.

“Been thinking more about it,” Erickson said in a text message to a reporter. “I regret calling the police. It was my instinct but I wish it hadn’t been. I put those boys [sic] in danger of death by calling the cops.”

Nor, apparently, the rest of the neighborhood and local officials are with them all the way.
 

Residents in the neighborhood historically known for its far-left politics and activism intervened last week when park police gave campers 72 hours to dismantle their tents and leave. The Minneapolis Park and Recreation Board has since passed a resolution not to evict people from any city park and has called for increased funding for longer-term housing for campers, according to the Star Tribune.

And social workers. Got to have social workers lest there be an outbreak of violent crime.

An old saw claims a conservative is a liberal who's been mugged. There's truth to that, but it presumes of course the unfortunate muggee possesses at a least a minimum capability of empirical reasoning. These Minneapolitans seem to have none, thus are condemned to be victimized over and over again until they're lowered in the grave, possibly assisted in that by a member of the same criminal class for whom they profess such sympathy. You have to wonder does this virtue signalling of theirs release such powerful endorphins that the euphoria completely inhibits the awful pain of continual victimhood? 

More puzzling is many if not most of these hapless souls are descendants of a generation not too far back that managed to crush Hitler's Germany and Hirohito's Japan. What a tragedy, and what an outrage.