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Doing some cleanup. Refound this little travel sewing kit which I’ve had for most of my life. One of the very few genuinely East German items I have in my Canadian possession. Such a high quality kit!
December 2, 2024 at 3:46 PM
Observe my suffering.
December 2, 2024 at 3:46 PM
My colleagues and I are offering a newly approved minor—in writing and communication. So exciting to see advertising for it in the campus wild.
December 2, 2024 at 3:46 PM
A few more illustrations of the clownishness of Bill Ackman.
December 2, 2024 at 3:47 PM
I don’t know, Damian. These terms continue to be quite meaningful even though you personally dislike them being used. And the story you say doesn’t interest anyone? It’s in all the news.
December 2, 2024 at 3:47 PM
The rooster is back at his desk. He’s opening incoming tickets, forwarding tasks, completing some of them himself, typing notes into files. As he clicks and wiggles his mouse, he quietly talks to himself.
December 2, 2024 at 4:12 PM
Made me laugh. It is now sold as “breaking” news by some busybodies that Jeff Walz once typed this about Tim Walz:

"Haven't spoke to him in 8 years. I'm 100% opposed to all his ideology. My family wasn't given any notice that he was selected and denied security the days after."
December 2, 2024 at 3:52 PM
The rooster is back at his desk. He’s opening incoming tickets, forwarding tasks, completing some of them himself, typing notes into files. As he clicks and wiggles his mouse, he quietly talks to himself.
December 2, 2024 at 3:52 PM
Ouch! It was a little gothic. Though it took an awful long time to get to the point of being a little gothic. I found myself in the unusual situation of wanting supposedly unsettling scenes to feel at least a little unsettling.
December 2, 2024 at 4:02 PM
The coworker leaves to go back inside and we see our character, the rooster, alone in the alley. Minutes before his own break is up, he gets into pretend fight mode, throws a few air punches against no-one and nothing.
December 2, 2024 at 4:07 PM
This little side dialogue should go into the play, too. The scene: our fighting rooster leans against alley fence, on break at his day job. Mathmech, his new coworker, joins him and asks him for some fighting tips.
December 2, 2024 at 4:02 PM
Sometimes I regret that I'm not a playwright. So much material. Like, look at this monologue. Pre-written, almost ready to go.
December 2, 2024 at 3:57 PM
I love this!

K, in long convo with R: *posts mini pronoun analysis for rooster*

C, coming new to the thread: *links rooster claiming superior intellect, comments with nuance on Dunning Kruger*

R: You pleb! Nay, moron-pleb! I am so smart! Smarter than all the plebs here!

⭐️
December 2, 2024 at 3:52 PM
Grass of Parnassus

Very cute.
December 2, 2024 at 3:52 PM
And also, Bo wants his readers to believe that “racism” and “racist” are slurs. These terms “denigrate people.” They “stifle discourse.” They “slander.” Harmful, damaging labels they are. And also, simply, the truth.

Bo can’t have it both ways. But he really really wants to.
December 2, 2024 at 4:12 PM
Bo’s little dance with words is most obvious when it comes to the terms “racist” and “racism.” Because he’s a committed racist—“scientific” racist, if you prefer—he half wants to rehabilitate the word. It’s “true,” he says, a “true” scientist will end up racist! No choice in it.
December 2, 2024 at 4:07 PM
This guy’s promotion of racism is as transparent as ever (you may put “scientific” in front of it; or not). No news here.
December 2, 2024 at 3:52 PM
Hobbes says the cat is dead. But that is not true! Yes, the cat has been intensely wrapped, carefully duct-taped, critically encased in its box. But the aliveness of the cat remains a hypothesis! Neither proven nor disproven. Possibly alive maybe dead. Still actively researched!
December 2, 2024 at 3:57 PM
Amy Hamm signs off by slipping moistly off her chair.
December 2, 2024 at 7:00 PM
Crescendo sound, please!

A heretic! New. Contrite. A parent. Critical. Serious. The only person on Earth! The world's largest threat!

That is . . .Elon Musk!
December 2, 2024 at 6:55 PM
Ah, this is the vision. We need more well-off quacks to make a deeper mess of their lives so that Amy's dreamed-about crusade can really come to fruition.
December 2, 2024 at 6:50 PM
Love it when Amy lays it on so thick. Any buttoned-up spirit is necessarily buoyed by reading her overflowing prose.
December 2, 2024 at 6:10 PM
Hamm wrote this. National Post editors signed off on it. Each of them thought this paragraph makes some kind of sense.

If a billionaire who loves making unproven claims about his IQ can be persuaded to sign something, what hope is there for anyone else in this world? 🤣
December 2, 2024 at 6:00 PM
Anti-trans positions like to portray those with trans experience with whom they choose to sympathize as children who are easily mistaken, who are in need of firm hands.

The journalistic criticism of Cole here is of her actions as an independently speaking 19yo; not a child.
December 2, 2024 at 4:02 PM
Hail Mary.
December 2, 2024 at 4:07 PM