Oh what a miserable Monday…
And for me it’s more miserable than most, because I spent all of yesterday in the throes of a very nasty stomach infection of some kind, which carries on through to today. It’s going to be a few days before I’m in any kind of shape to so much as look at anything more adventurous than Chinese chicken and rice porridge.
Nonetheless, we are always told that laughter is the best medicine, so with that in mind, let’s take a look at the highly effective SF Diet:
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Few things in life are more enjoyable than listening to that wonderful baritone voice of John Wayne’s, patiently explaining in simple terms what it means to be an American:
Unfortunately, few things are as unpleasant as watching American values being torn down and trampled upon by the (((special people))).
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A pretty blonde chick from the Land Down Under tells the truth to young girls everywhere – that feminism and careerism is a straight-up lie:
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And speaking of the Land Down Under – I think this one will probably rather annoy our good friend the Gentleman Adventurer:
I recommend turning your screen completely upside down to get the full and proper effect.
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Our boy Adam is currently carousing his way through Louisiana, and has come to many of the same conclusions that I did during my 12 years in the USA:
One of the things that is noticeable in this part of the USA is the sense of imbalance. Everything is oversized; the cars, the cups, the road signs, and of course the people. There are a lot of really big people down here, and I’m not alluding to bone density. I am in Louisiana but I assume that this is the norm all around the country. You first encounter the fatness on a trip to America at your own local international airport. The boarding lounge for your flight will contain a fair number of Americans returning home, and it is here that you first understand that in many ways you are about to enter an alien world. There are all types of fatties; every race and supposed gender is represented among the legions of the overweight.
But the ones that I find the hardest to comprehend are the fat middle class white guys that have really let themselves go. They could be computer programmers, lab technicians, insurance salesmen, you name it. They usually have a scratchy beard and nerd spectacles. There is nothing noticeable about them at all except for the tiny little fact that they are so fat that they have to walk leaning backwards so that they don’t topple over forwards. I observe these guys and I wonder about the decision making process that led them down the road to what is in effect physical ruin. It can’t just be put down to laziness because every culture has lazy people and I don’t see this amount of people being so overweight in other countries. I don’t think it’s the quality of food either; Australian food is just as unhealthy in many ways as what is on offer here in America but our ratio of fatties, both in the number of them and how much they are actually overweight, is nowhere near to what you encounter in the USA.
Can confirm. All of it. Every word is true.
When I arrived in the USA in 2006 to begin my Master’s degree, I got a bit of a culture shock, sure, but America still made sense in a lot of ways. I quickly came around to the American point of view on a number of things. Within 5 years, I had a stronger loyalty and affection for the American Constitution and way of doing things than most actual Americans around me did.
But it rapidly became very clear that things were going downhill, fast, by about 2010. I lived through the collapse of 2008 and 2009, somehow, and saw firsthand how crazy the country was becoming, how it was tearing itself apart.
The fall of the American empire is now inevitable, and it is becoming increasingly obvious to just about everyone. The American nation doesn’t even exist anymore; the country is basically a group of individual nations held together by the threat of force.
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I do believe that this is what you might call “hyperporn“:
Luxury automaker Bugatti had barely unveiled its new sports car when the vehicle was purchased by a mystery buyer for an unprecedented €16.7 million ($19 million).
The new supercar, named La Voiture Noire, was publicly debuted on Tuesday at the Geneva International Motor Show in Switzerland. The amount spent by an unknown German on the new most-expensive car ever built could buy over 500 Tesla Model 3s.
The automaker produced only one example of La Voiture Noire to celebrate Bugatti’s 110th anniversary.
According to the company, the six-tailpipe “hypercar” is equipped with an eight-liter engine that has 16 cylinders and 1500 brake horse power. The new vehicle is reportedly a homage to Bugatti’s legendary Type 57 SC Atlantic, which was produced in the 1930s.
Okay, gents, be honest: if you had $20M to spend on cars, would you spend it on 500 Tesla Model 3s that catch fire and crash and are not particularly well built, or one Bugatti-designed Batmobile?
Yeah, that’s what I thought. Precisely ZERO PERCENT of you are interested in the badly-built milk floats. That’s the right choice you’re making there.
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Powerlifting legend Pete Rubish has some rather trenchant things to say about the way things are in the sport these days, what with all of the massive amounts of gear being used:
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Does anyone remember a show from the 90s called Airwolf? I really loved it as a kid. The star of that show was Jan-Michael Vincent, and he was, for a time, the highest-paid television actor around.
I’m sorry to see that he passed away recently at the age of 74.
I loved that old show. It was stupid, as many of those late ’80s and early ’90s action shows tended to be, but boy was it good fun:
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Bodybuilder Calum Von Moger is looking to branch out from merely lifting heavy things and posing in embarrassingly tiny bikini bottoms on stage in hilariously homoerotic displays of spray-tanned posing, and good for him. He landed a pretty plum part, at least for a bodybuilder, in the recent film Bigger, which was about the Weider brothers and how they created the IFBB, playing the Austrian Oak, Ahhhhhhnuld himself:
Let’s hear it in the comments down below – did he do a good job of capturing the grunting, incomprehensible essence of the early Schwarzenegger?
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Apparently Aquaman feels the same way about breasts that every other red-blooded straight man does:
Given that it’s Amber Heard’s boobs under discussion there, I have to say that the reaction is perfectly understandable.
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Speaking of Ms. Heard, have you heard (pun intended) that she is both extremely hot and batshit insane?
Here she is, being really hot:
And here she is, being totally insane:
While Depp was away, building staff — just like the police officers — noticed no sign of injury to Heard’s face in the few days in between the phone-hurling and her court appearance, according to the lawsuit. Cornelius Harrell, a concierge, was working on the front desk on the afternoon after the alleged assault. Depp’s lawyers say he was captured by the building’s security cameras taking Heard to the post room to collect a package sent to her.
He testified under oath that she ‘did not have any bruises, cuts, scratches or swelling on her face’ and that — in his words — he was struck by how ‘beautiful’, ‘radiant’ and ‘refreshed’ she looked.
Alejandro Romero, the building’s security officer, testified that, either on the Monday or Tuesday after the alleged attack, Heard asked him to accompany her to the penthouse as she feared there had been an attempted break-in.
It’s worth mentioning that Ms. Heard there is bisexual. And while she might be from Texas – the most righteous state in the Union, bar none – she’s from Austin.
Yeah. Austin. The People’s Republic of Commie Bastards right in the very heart of the state.
What I’ve never been able to understand is this: the state Capitol building, which by the way is exquisitely beautiful, sits right in the middle of Austin, surrounded by vegans, peaceniks, hobos, students, and unwashed, unshaven feminists.
Just goes to show that someone Up There has a very… particular sense of humour.
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Have you ever wondered what love and sex would be like if SJWs got their way?
Well, one of the most unintentionally funny movies of the 90s, Demolition Man, definitely nailed that particularly horrifying vision of the future:
As the movie also demonstrates, uber-masculine Alpha males can do a lot to set things right in a big hurry:
Y’know, other than maybe Jason Statham, who is all kinds of badass, they really don’t make action heroes like Sly anymore…
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It was international WAMENZ Day last Friday, and in the midst of all of the self-congratulatory back-slapping and air-kissing among women from the past week, it was left up to a man (natch) to remind everyone just why it is that women – real women – are so important:
“You manage everything at work and at home, whilst staying beautiful, bright, and charming,” Putin said, adding that “It is hard to imagine the history and development of our country without the contribution of the great Russian women.”
“What does a young woman need to maintain her figure? Three things: a workout machine, a masseuse and a suitor,” Putin told the police officers.
Putin also told the female police staff that when they patrol the city woodland parks, the number of accidents drops “because those who wish to commit suicide look at you and want to live again,” reported The Moscow Times.
“Our women’s ability to achieve success is remarkable. You manage to cope with everything at work and take care of the family. Your love unites, encourages, supports, consoles makes us feel warm,” reported Russian state news agency TASS on Putin’s official comments.
“You are destined to go the whole way of creating new life – the miracle of childbirth. This great happiness of motherhood and child-rearing transfigures this world, fills it with kindness, gentleness and sympathy and asserts the traditional values that have always made Russia strong,” Putin said.
“We shall be always indebted to you,” Putin said in his address to the women of the nation. “This is true of each of us and of the state in general, which remains obliged to do so much for the sake of those who spare no effort in rearing their children.
The interesting thing about women in Russia is that they really do have to do everything. There are more of them than there are men in the country, and the men die younger and faster than their better halves.
The result is that women have to compete, really hard, from an early age for the attentions of their men. And they have to secure their own economic well-being on top of that.
Yet, that does not stop Russian girls from being perhaps the most feminine, beautiful, and pleasant girls anywhere on the planet. Unfortunately, all of those good things come at a very high cost, in the form of a level of hypergamy and calculation that has to be seen and felt to be believed.
But in the end, Russian girls in general – there are exceptions – believe that a woman’s place is by her man’s side, supporting him and loving him and bearing his children. They don’t want to be leaders, they want to be followers.
Also – with respect to the Neo-Tsar’s comment about the “workout machine” – I’m just going to say flat-out that if you’ve never been to a Russian gym at peak hour, you haven’t lived.
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Pics from Power Line and a few other places:
Could somebody tell me why a billionaire could possibly need a bigger penis? I mean, for at least 80% or more of very attractive women, simply saying, “Hey babe, I’m a billionaire and here are my Rolex and Rolls Royce to prove it”, would be enough to get them out of their clothes and into bed.
Damn straight, Skippy.
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Dog of the week is the Rhodesian Ridgeback:
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Time for some gym idiots – sorry gents, but it IS Monday, and this IS a tradition:
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As if I wasn’t feeling horrid enough already, those displays of epic stupidity in the Holy of Holies, the Temple of the Iron God, just made me feel like puking out whatever is left of my guts.
Fortunately, I have the cure for such a terrible iron deficiency, right here, in the form of a gym beast:
I’m really sorry to see that Brian Shaw was badly injured – he tore his hammy in that lift. If you watch any of his videos, particularly the great ones that make fun of Planet Princess, you’ll see that he really is a true gentle giant of a man.
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#Metallum
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And finally we have our Instathot for the start of the week – fitness chick Julia Gilas, who flogs some sort of vibrating foam roller (*snort* *snerk* *snigger*), so if that sort of thing floats your boat, well, you know where to look. Personally I think she’s a bit of a butterface with a great ass, but that’s me.
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What in the purple fck is that idiot doing humping a leg machine?
When Ahhhhnuld talked about "pumping iron" and "cumming in the gym", that is NOT what he meant.