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Gheobhaidh mé bás ar an gcnoc seo.
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Nous étions un vrai pays.
We're through the looking-glass here, people.
Yeah, true. I suppose we could split them out into "dandymaxxers" (men investing a great deal of time, energy and money into improving their appearance from a sartorial perspective) and "physiquemaxxers" (men doing the same but for their actual physique: going to the gym, taking steroids, testosterone supplements etc.), both of whom fall under the umbrella of "looksmaxxers".
"Dandymaxxing" is unironically a better term than "looksmaxxing".
It was my privilege.
Per Wikipedia (take as many grains of salt as you think you need), the intentional homicide rate in the US is 5.763/100k, compared to 2.716 in India, 7.821 in Russia and 39.719 in South Africa. Intentional homicide rate is generally considered a reliable proxy for crime rate in general.
FYI if you want to tag a user you just have to put an "@" in front of their name.
You're not the Clavicular, are you?
Does that collection include his account of going to a porn convention? Someone sent it to me and I started reading it, but found it so depressing that I had to stop. I believe the phrase "barely disguised gang rape" appeared in it.
About 40% of the way through The Best Minds. I can already tell this book is going to make me feel sad when I finish it. Fresh out of college, Michael Laudor is offered a prestigious job in Bain Capital, but after a year finds he doesn't really like it, and decides to quit. And yet he's sure that, like the Mafia, Bain isn't an organisation one just leaves: he's convinced they're plotting some way to get him to come back to work for him, and thinks he spies agents of theirs following him. This passes largely without comment, until he accuses his own parents of being Nazis and threatens his mother with a knife, upon which he's committed to an institution. Knowing how the story ends makes it feel like I'm watching a car accident in slow motion.
I'm reminded of Scott's observation that paranoid schizophrenia adapts itself to whatever the sufferer considers evil. John Forbes Nash believed the Soviets were conspiring against him: of course Michael Laudor, a Jew whose family members were killed in the Holocaust, accuses his parents of being literal Nazis. I'm also impressed with how elegantly Rosen weaves in scholarship from various sources to demonstrate that, in the sixties and seventies, the question of whether there was even such a thing as "mental illness" was very much an open one, at least in certain corners of the progressive left. He cites people like Huxley, Zsasz and Foucault who forcefully argued to the contrary. (I was thitherto unaware that Foucault spent a lot of time in gay bathhouses in the US, rubbishing the threat posed by HIV by expressly pointing out how convenient it was that this disease just so happened to overwhelmingly affect gays, drug users and blacks. Uh, yeah dude.)
What is your favourite national anthem from a country other than your own? (Links are appreciated.) I was always fond of the Russian one.
What's the original saying?
I'm not really sure what you're asking us, frankly. You could have had sex with a particular woman, but then you realised you didn't want to. What are you confused about?
Thanks a lot. I ran another half-marathon this morning, although with no improvement over the pace I set last week. In my defense, I was hungover and had only gotten about six hours' sleep. Curious to see how fast I can go with a good night's sleep and no drink taken.
Sorry bro, I couldn't resist.
I wonder if her weasel-pinning days are behind her.
Bahaha, great stuff. That's honestly how I feel most of the time.
No, I'm trying to illustrate the flaw in your argument by way of analogy. Just because a given country is the fifth-highest in $metric, doesn't mean it's objectively high. Just because the US has the fifth-highest rate of incarceration in the world, doesn't mean that everyone who ought to be incarcerated is. There's no contradiction between "this country has the fifth-highest incarceration rate in the world" and "lots of people in this country aren't sent to prison even though they ought to be".
The fifth-richest country in Africa still isn't particularly rich.
I'm not familiar?
The "Ulm 5" are a group of pro-Palestinian activists in Germany. A year ago, they broke into the offices of Elbit Systems, an Israeli arms manufacturer, and filmed themselves spraying red paint and smashing office equipment. They then called the police on themselves and came quietly when they were arrested. Their trial for destruction of property (to the tune of €1m) and criminal conspiracy is ongoing. Lest you have any doubt about their political affiliations, they have used Hamas iconography in public appearances.
Along with a 25-year-old Brit calling themselves "Crow Tricks" (ugh), the Ulm 5 includes a 32-year-old Irishman, Daniel Tatlow-Devally, whom you can probably tell on the basis of his surname comes from an affluent south Dublin background. Unsurprisingly, back in his home country Tatlow-Devally is being treated as a celebrity and an unjust victim of political persecution. His father claims that the German police are treating him like Hannibal Lecter, while various Irish politicians (not just on the populist left, but even establishment politicians who ought to know better) have characterised the proceedings as a "show trial": a particularly strange characterisation, given that Tatlow-Devally does not deny the charges against him. The Spectator has more information. I have essentially zero – no, negative sympathy for him: he is a canonical example of someone who Fucked Around and is now in the process of Finding Out. Hearing about the supposedly awful conditions he is being kept in, my reaction to that information is the following. I sincerely hope that Germany throw the book at him.
The whole affair seems to have skipped over tragedy directly into farce, and became doubly so on Tuesday evening when Tatlow-Devally's sister Clara appeared on RTÉ News, Ireland's national broadcaster. I have never met this woman, and yet I have met her a thousand times: at a glance, I can tell that she loves Fontaines DC, owns multiple pairs of Doc Marten boots, and owns at least one novel by Sally Rooney (which she may or may not have read). In a group chat of which I'm a member, someone shared a clip from her appearance yesterday, asking us if we noticed anything odd about it (link, the relevant section begins at 36:31; alternative link in case RTÉ Player is geoblocked).
I didn't clock it, but the person who shared the clip pointed out that
Someone else in the group chat (who I'll call Alice) is an unabashed supporter of the Palestinian cause (and a literal self-identified communist besides), who has met Daniel Tatlow-Devally at least once prior to his emigration and subsequent arrest. Despite Alice professing her support for
As silly as this whole circus is, I find it hard to laugh, as I feel too angry. I hate the way people are talking about this case; I hate the way Tatlow-Devally is being lionized in the popular imagination; I hate the way Irish people talk about Gaza; I hate the way Irish people shamelessly recycle centuries-old antisemitic canards and blood libels (then immediately retreat to the motte of "we're just against genocide" when challenged); I hate the way people scoff at me when I point out that there was no famine in Gaza, and that civilian:combatant ratios in the Gaza war are entirely typical of modern conflicts in the Middle East; I hate the way people who call themselves anti-racist can get away with saying the most appalling things about Jews (and they increasingly no longer feel any need to use the "Zionist" euphemism); I hate the way woke Irish people can share memes openly denying the Holocaust on their Facebook pages and receive zero pushback; I hate the way Irish people believe in the most preposterous antisemitic conspiracy theories; I hate the way Irish people will never come out and admit that they support Hamas, and yet will never say anything to criticise the organisation and will go out of their way to amplify its propaganda at every turn; I hate the way people who criticise Israel's "dehumanising" treatment of Palestinians will immediately call me a "Zionist bot" the second I disagree with them or point out that they're misinformed about something; I hate the absurd double standard, in which Irish people who rightly point out that it's unfair to tar every Muslim with the same brush will hold every single Jew personally responsible for everything the Israeli government does.
Increasingly, I just hate this country. There's something very deeply sick about it.
And as strange as it may seem, it makes me feel – isolated. Some of my opinions are unpopular among the Irish intelligentsia, but it isn't that difficult to find Irish people who agree with me that Covid lockdowns were a bad idea; that immigrants from MENA and Eastern Europe commit a disproportionate share of violent crime (and that the Irish news media covers this up); that gender ideology and its associated policies are stupid and present safeguarding risks, and so on. But when it comes to my beliefs that Israel has a right to exist, a right to defend itself, and did not carry out a genocide in Gaza (nor attempt to do so) – I really do feel almost entirely alone. Young woke people won't agree with me on any of these points, nor old-school socialists, nor working-class republicans, nor market conservatives, nor anti-immigration activists, nor nineties liberals, nor even my expat friends from Brazil or Mexico. Hatred of Jews increasingly feels like the only thing that every person in Ireland (regardless of class or creed) can be assumed to agree upon.
Thanks, fixed.
"Billionaires control the government."
Conspiracy theories are typically things that allege multiple actors secretly coordinating for malign purposes, while concealing the real plan from the public.
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Hmm. I suppose the difference is that women are generally not that interested in casual sex, while men are. It's easy for people of either sex to say something that the other person interprets as indicative of incompatibility for a committed romantic relationship. The sex difference emerges in that, if a man says something like this, the woman he's with probably won't have much interest in having sex with him; whereas if a woman says something like this, that won't necessarily stop a man from having sex with her if the opportunity presents itself. When I was single and horny, a woman whom I found physically attractive would have to come out with some really crazy unhinged shit before I move her to the "don't smash" category.
The difference in this case is that you're not looking for casual sex, but for a committed romantic partner, and you don't want to settle for fucking someone who you find annoying. And you know what? Good for you. I really respect that.
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