Category: Daily Links

Happy Ash Wednesday. I was wondering why all the old people at the grocery store had tattoos on their foreheads. And I may or may not have bothered to wear contacts on that trip.

Any American techies who want a free trip to Hobbition, New Zealand will pick up your tab for a job interview. This totally isn’t a timeshare scam, they swear.

As ever, technology is making humans obsolete. Take up your sabots and destroy those power looms ordering kiosks!  The Rise of the Useless Class should be about people who make their living giving TED talks and doing jack shit.

Ouch, relentless self-promoter-in-chief gets in fewer than half as many references to himself in his first address to Congress than his predecessor. Terrible!

Someone thinks America needs a military department just for space. Would you like to know more?

Tucker Carlson shows Bill Nye that he’s no science guy and unworthy of the bow-tie.

Happy Tuesday. Welcome to today’s edition of sleep deprived afternoon links. Hopefully this resembles something not entirely unlike links.

• Colon and rectal cancer incidents are rising in young people. It may be prudent to get your asses checked earlier.
• More bad news for Big Diamond, every kiss may begin with Kay, but giving her a job at a jewelry store isn’t the same as giving her jewelry.
• JP Morgan software does 360,000 hours of lawyers’ billable work in seconds. This surprises nobody who has ever had to employ a lawyer for a matter that should take minutes and somehow takes 20 hours.
• The robc Memorial “State Out of Marriage” Bill has passed out of Committee in Alabama. Is it poetic justice that bigots created marriage licensing and now want to undo it? Is this the Libertarian Moment when politicians wake up to the Iron Laws?
•  China to consider financial incentives for second child. Why, its almost like the State’s policy led to entirely predictable, but completely unforeseen negative consequences. We should definitely encourage the American government to create as many of those situations as possible, right? Right?

  

The week is off to a rousing start.  Well, it’s off to a start anyway.  Our very own Brett L’s kids kept him up most of the night, puking their guts up.  One of my kids dumped a kid’s potty full of piss on our bedroom floor. And Trump ordered a steak like a dick.  Also, some other things happened:

• John Lewis is playing coy on whether or not he will attend President Trump’s first Capitol Hill speech.  Or he’s just keeping his name in the limelight.  You decide.
• Police find time to participate in an elaborate wedding proposal.  Because nothing says “I love you” quite like using taxpayer money to have your girlfriend thrown in the back of a police cruiser with handcuffs on and terrify her.

  

  “It’s the perfect love story for us,” Schrupp said. “Our whole family is in law enforcement. I wouldn’t expect anything less.” – paging Barfman.

• The next women’s march is in the planning stage.  This one is gonna be more along the lines of a general strike though.  Oh, and don’t make the planner angry.  You wouldn’t like her when she’s angry
  
• Bucknell University goes full retard. I don’t know what else to say that would be clever enough to capture the stupidity.  Click the link.  You’ll see.
• DeBeers no longer has a death-grip on the global diamond market.

  

That’s it.  That’s all you get.  Half of you are gonna ignore them anyway and I could have linked to nearly two and a half hours of the best Porky Pig cartoons of all time without anybody caring.  But we love you anyway and hope you enjoy yourselves in the comments.

What a day.  And its just the first day of the work week for most of us.  But rather than bore you with the details of my day, let’s get right down to it, shall we?

Squirrels get hunted during squirrel season and sometimes to raise funds for charity.  Some people don’t like that and want it stopped. (Since when aren’t squirrels considered nuisance animals that can be shot at will?)

Agatha Christie meet Mr Roboto.  Or something.  I didn’t read the piece but was told it was really interesting.  Hell, for all I know its cold fusion all over again.

Looks like Trump is about to draft an executive order that is at odds with the recent 4th Circuit decision regarding the Second Amendment.  Where do you libertarians fall when an executive order runs afoul of a bad liberty-robbing court decision?

The Minnesota police officer that shot Philando Castille has pleaded not guilty.

And in the latest (actually the first, but it might become a thing) “No Shit, Sherlock” News, Rahm Emanuel’s “people place” idea for open spaces is bereft of…people.

Enjoy the rest of the day, my fine friends.

Off to another beautiful week here in America.  And also in America, Jr, which according to Alexa, is where 2/3 of our viewership is coming from.  Thanks, all you poutine-munchers and VPN users.

Anyway, without further ado, here we go…

Some awards show happened last night.  And it didn’t go well for Warren Beatty and Faye Dunaway.  An envelope mixup led to them announcing the wrong winner for Best Picture.  A mixup that wasn’t realized until the wrong cast had assembled onstage.  Also, before that, there was a loooooooooot of social signaling.  Fortunately for me, I missed the circus.

Don’t worry Dems.  Perez is going to unite you.  At least he says he is.

In a scathing takedown of Obamacare, some uncomfortable truths for its defenders are told.

E.J. Dionne has gone completely off the rails.  And I don’t mean a little bit, I mean Casey Jones-style.  Without the cocaine.  Probably.  Maybe.  Who knows, its hard to tell anymore how much of his insanity is a drug-fueled fever dream and how much is innate paranoia.  Only time will tell.

And finally, Mexicans in Mexico are psychologically traumatized because of Trump.  Why?  Because they are facing the decision on whether or not to respect our nation’s laws.

Anyhow, have a great day out there, people.  Especially all of our Canadian readers. You guys really seem to grasp what this is all aboot.

[Update: Alexa and Dionne links corrected]

All right folks, it’s Sunday night and you need bread and circuses. If we are not carby or creepy enough for you Hollywood has you covered. First (through n) gay joke about me covering the Oscars gets cat buttholed by SugarFree (or not, as is his wont).

• Oscar night is upon us. You can stream them here or on the ABC app, or, you know tune in to ABC on your telemajigger. Full list of nominees here.* Huh, I’ve only seen Kubo and the Two Strings. I should probably get at least Moonlight under my belt before the night is through.
• Speaking of entertainment…the grim reaper has come for both Bill Paxton* and Judge Joseph Wapner. OMWC demands I link this
• Mix up an Oscar night party snack of Buffalo chicken dip a recipe from the .in.mb family seat in Western NY. Your friends didn’t want to be svelte and long-lived anyway, did they?
• Some of you might prefer the printed word to the movie, Amazon has you covered with a sale on books that got turned into movies.

*Notes autoplay video after the link. You’ve been warned *looks pointedly at Ted*

We have some meaty articles on tap for the week, but it’s Sunday, we’re hung over, and for the moment, all I’m giving you is Links.

The Neanderthal in you is making you weak, sick, and ugly. Of course, 10cc was ahead of the curve.

Terrorist or just shitfaced? We report, you decide. OK, we don’t report, we just leech on the reporting of others, but still. FTA: “I saw the gray truck flying down Carrollton Avenue,” a female witness told WDSU while clutching her strands of Mardi Gras beads. No titty pix; sorry, guys.

You’re doing it wrong. Personally, I always follow the advice of the great Sam Kinison.

And sometimes there’s good news when people say “Fuck the government” and take matters into their own hands when life and death is involved. But how many people died because of bureaucratic dithering and the need for monetary grease in the system?

And a recipe variant on a suggestion by Swift. Chef John is teh awesome.

Hey, what a snazzy title! Well, SP and I will be drinking heavily tonight to celebrate 13 days of the Glibertarian madness. I assume all y’all will be doing the same, with the Colorado and West Coast folks taking my advice to smoke ’em when you got ’em. Feds incoming!

After much dithering about which identity group to honor, the Dems punted and went with the money. Ladies and gentlemen, Tom Perez. First Runner-Up Keith Ellison, the former Farrakhan acolyte and apologist, gets a “deputy” title as a consolation prize.

How cheaply are people willing to sell any last remnant of privacy? About $40 a month. This just creeped me out beyond belief.

OK, this is creepier. The imminent autobiography of Rachel Dolezal. “The only work she has been offered is reality TV, and porn.” (h/t to Invisible Furry Hand, because by god, we give hat tips where deserved!)

Finally, just so you can get your fix of transgender puzzlement, I gift you with this.