On Saturday I expanded the chicks’ nursery so they have more room to run around until I move them into the henhouse on Sunday; they always grow like weeds, so it isn’t surprising that they’re trying to fly up to the top of the wall and the food and water dispensers. What is surprising is the variation in size of these chicks; usually they’re pretty hard to tell apart unless one has some kind of distinguishing mark, but this time the largest is noticeably bigger than the second-largest, which is in turn noticeably bigger than the smallest. I’m not sure why that might be; it’s of course possible that one of them is male even though I bought pullets, because mistakes can happen. But that wouldn’t explain why there are three different sizes. The smallest one has a lot more white markings on her dorsal side, and the largest has almost no white at all; in conjunction with the size differential, I’m wondering if they might actually be related but different breeds which only look alike as chicks. Oh, well, we’ll know soon enough; it’s interesting to have things be at least somewhat different this time, as long as they’re all female!
Archive for the ‘Biography’ Category
Diary #716
Posted in Diary, tagged animals, Sunset, video on March 18, 2024| Leave a Comment »
Links #715
Posted in Current Events, Links, Miscellaneous, Music, Obituary, Tyranny, tagged animals, artificial stupidity, Believe Them, California, cops, disease, drugs, Facebook, Florida, Hollywood, Never Call the Cops, New Mexico, Not for Any Reason Whatsoever, video on March 17, 2024| Leave a Comment »
Bladed garden tool: cop dysphemism for “hoe”
It was Matt Welch who introduced me to a German cover of “Paint it Black” just over 4 years ago; now he’s shared a French one. The links above it were provided by Jesse Walker, The Onion, Jacob Sullum, Jesse Walker again, Wendy Lyon, and IncarcerNation (x2), in that order.
- R.I.P. Joe Camp.
- Remember the “metaverse”? The Onion does.
- More cops demonstrating exactly what they are.
- Fools let politicians lie to them, so why not computers?
- I keep warning y’all that we’re entering a new dark age.
- No, your reason for calling them really isn’t an exception.
- Do I really need to say, “Not because someone got drunk at a wedding”?
From the Archives
- Appeals for financial support from my readers are difficult for me to write.
- Sleeping with a cop is one of the most dangerous things a woman can do.
- Somebody who isn’t me is actually applying critical thought to this claim.
- A timid but possibly important challenge to FOSTA from inside Congress.
- I dislike St. Patrick’s Day almost as much as I dislike St. Valentine’s Day.
- Bird-brains still believe realistic porn cartoons are the worst use for this.
- Puritans claim consensual sex constitutes “a dangerous criminal record”.
- “Bathroom bills” are back after blessedly vanishing for over three years.
- Trumpists are clinging to the “sex trafficking” narrative like grim death.
- The main principle of politicians’ behavior is “monkey see, monkey do”.
- Exploitation is, sadly, more common than not in the “rescue” industry.
- An attempt to take one weapon of racist persecution away from cops.
- Unless some country provides a haven, the open internet is doomed.
- They’ve chased this ambulance from Austin to Washington and back.
- “Packed” = “concentrated”. And the word for “tent facility” is “camp”.
- It took almost seven years for the press to finally catch up with me.
- The government needs to be buried in lawsuits before this will stop.
- Another cost of America’s sick worship of state-sanctioned violence.
- Japanese attempts to hide sexuality will never be enough for gaijin.
- Another study shows what’s already been shown over & over again.
- It looks as though at least one court is attempting to grow a spine.
- Absolutely nothing is “safe” if government actors know where it is.
- Amazon’s fascist collaboration with cops just keeps getting worse.
- I’ve never seen chicks grow and develop as quickly as this batch.
- Prohibitionists claim surprise at predictable effects of their bans.
- A precedent here could be used against all such evil “registries”.
- Removing excuses cops use to persecute people is always good.
- Another specimen of the garbage the state pays to violate kids.
- Cops, businesses, Steven Banks, William Hurt, and much more.
- Texas cops routinely destroy lives by creating false memories.
- A long-overdue move by Mexico to throw off US domination.
- Columns like this one by Steve Chapman are no longer rare.
- Some US states are trying to bring back a form of serfdom.
- Clearly “lay pastors” are no better than “youth pastors”.
- Your “leaders” know what’s best, so shut up and obey.
- Another step toward a fully-independent demimonde.
- When malodorous moralists went after Pepe Le Pew.
- Matthew 21:31 seems pretty straightforward to me.
- Why do puritans pretend that shaming is “modern”?
- Actual pigs, singing cartoon pigs, and much more.
- Tracking down persistent leaks in the atrium roof.
- Doctor Who has always been one of my favorites.
- My two previous columns for the vernal equinox.
- This will definitely be uphill in most of Louisiana.
- Prohibitionists love victim-blaming sex workers.
- A box of tiny dinosaur clowns in my bathroom.
- The framework for the wall of a new full bath.
- There really is nothing new under the sun.
- Rapist cops of the week, plus one oldie.
- It’s good when they feed on each other.
- Why does anyone still trust Facebook?
- Cops, covers, saints, and much more.
- I’ll bet you knew this was coming.
- This is a cop’s idea of “friendship”.
- On the atrophy of literacy.
- Far too little, far too late.
- More Twitter stuff!
- Chick days.
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Flesh for Throwback Thursday
Posted in Biography, Miscellaneous, Perception, Philosophy, Tyranny, tagged agency denial, blogging, fantasy, pragmatism, prohibitionist myths on March 14, 2024| Leave a Comment »
I’ve been charging for my favors in one way or another for over 60% of my life, and I have no plans to stop this side of the grave. – “31 Years”
Please feel free to ignore the crazy lady with the big tits and the outlandish opinions, and just keep doing things as the government tells you to whether they make any sense or not. – “Stealing Time”
Until mainstream “feminists” start including all women – even the ones who won’t obey them and whose motives for sex they dislike – “Women’s Day” is about nothing more than adding more kinds of authoritarians to the ruling class of a dying police state. – “Only Some Women”
The only person who is qualified to make decisions about which laundry to air and which to pack away in the cedar chest is its owner. – “The Quiet Ones”
Diary #715
Posted in Diary, tagged animals, Sunset, video on March 12, 2024| Leave a Comment »
Even though I have chicks every year, and intellectually know how fast they grow, I always manage to be surprised by it. Take a look at last week’s video, then look at this one; they were taken only 8 days apart, on March 1st and March 9th. And by the time I wrote this post last night, they’ve developed still more and are now fluttering up to the tops of their food and water dispensers. They’ve begun to throw shavings around, so I now have to clean their water several times a day, and it won’t be much longer before I start finding the thing absolutely clogged with shavings every time I go in there. This weekend I’m going to expand their enclosure to double their area, then on the 24th they’re scheduled to go into the nursery in the henhouse; it’s a good thing we’re supposed to have a week without rain starting tomorrow, because I need to get the henhouse cleaned and the nursery ready before the 24th. Oh, and the old blues need to be out before then as well. I know it sounds like a lot of work, but it’s only once a year. And totally worth it for a copious supply of fresh eggs.
Diary #714
Posted in Diary, tagged animals, Sunset, video on March 5, 2024| Leave a Comment »
Some of y’all may remember that since chickens only lay for 2-3 years, I rotate between three different colors (red, white, and dark) so it’s easy to tell which are the oldest (and therefore ready to cull). This year, it’s the blue troublemakers’ turn; since they’re quite aggressive and not especially good layers, I decided not to get the same breed again. But these black beauties are supposed to be good layers with a calm temperament, so they may be just right. I tried several times to get a good video of them, but since this was taken the day after I got them home, they may not have been fully settled in yet; next week y’all get to see how fast they grow, and in the meantime I get to enjoy their cuteness every time I go into the bathroom.
Four Times Four
Posted in Biography, Perception, Tyranny, tagged blogging, hysteria, psychology, Sunset on February 29, 2024| 1 Comment »
This is the fourth leap year since I’ve started the blog; since it doesn’t come around often, I once again looked back at the last one for guidance and was reminded that in that column, I answered some questions I’d asked in 2016 and wrote, “Will I be around to answer these same questions on February 29th, 2024? Only time will tell.” Well, obviously I am around to answer them, so let’s look at them again, shall we?
Will I still be posting every day, or will I have wound down somewhat? How many new books will I have written? Will I still be living in Seattle? What will my income be like? What new experiences will I have had? How well-known will I be? Will the “sex trafficking” hysteria be over, as I predicted just before th[e 2012] Leap Day? Will I even be alive?
I’m still posting every day, but making it easier to decide what to write by now featuring a much larger number of regular weekly or monthly features than in the past, and by re-using older content which long-time readers may have missed or forgotten, and newer readers haven’t seen. I’m at six books now; I have several more in the works, but I haven’t had the energy to finish them and get them ready for publication; here’s hoping I can find that energy in the near future. I’m now living full-time at Sunset, and let my Seattle apatment go last year; it was rather sad, but it was the right thing to do. My income is much lower than it has been for many years, but so are my bills; thanks to a large donation from a generous reader, earlier this month I was able to eliminate an annoying standing debt incurred from finishing the annex project, so now I’m back to the blissful state of “no standing debt” and will do my best to stay there. I’m probably less well-known now than I was 8 years ago, partly due to blogs being largely replaced by podcasts and YouTube series and partly because everyone has there 15 minutes and it has to end sometime. The “sex trafficking” hysteria is at last over, though of course the terrible laws it spawned won’t go away for decades, if ever; though politicians and profiteers still use “sex trafficking” as a handy excuse for tyranny, other excuses have become more fashionable and at least the endless stories about idiots with taped mouths parading around to “raise awareness” of cops’ wanking fantasies have largely dried up. And as for new experiences, I’ve finally had the best one of all: after so many years of sturm und drang, I’ve at last found peace and a measure of contentment. And if I’m still writing this blog in another four years, that will be very difficult to top.
Diary #713
Posted in Diary, tagged animals, psychology, Sunset on February 27, 2024| 1 Comment »
Regular readers know that every year, I look forward to the arrival of baby chicks around the end of February. Last week the manager at the local Tractor Supply told me they would be arriving on Wednesday, so I made plans to buy mine on the following Monday (yesterday). I got out the chick corral, brought the heat lamp and a fresh bulb in from the henhouse, and started keeping Speck out of the bathroom (where she often likes to hang out because we keep it warm). But when I got to the store, they’d already sold out! It’s not really a big deal; they’ll be getting more tomorrow, and I have to go back to town on Thursday anyhow, so I’ll just buy them then. It isn’t like it really matters if I get them in the first week of March rather than the last week of February; they’ll be inside for three weeks regardless, and as I’ve been keeping chickens for almost 20 years now, I’m not exactly going to plotz from anxiety if I don’t get them quite as early as expected. Plus, as a middle-aged-heading-rapidly-toward-old woman, one would hardly expect me to get as excited as I do about a box of baby dinosaurs in my lavatory. And yet I do; I reckon it’s part of my charm. Or a symptom that I’m actually a bit of a kook where animals are concerned.
Diary #712
Posted in Diary, tagged animals, Sunset, Washington (state) on February 20, 2024| Leave a Comment »
We’ve come to that part of the winter where the monsoons are past, but there’s till too much rain for the paddock to dry up; this means there’s mud everywhere, especially in areas frequented by the animals. Every day when I go into the chicken yard, Shiloh and the pigs come to the fence to beg for corn; I used to toss it on the north side, but the mud there has now become so bad that I started throwing it on the south side instead. However, as you can see in this photo, that’s pretty muddy as well, and I don’t foresee it getting much better until the rain slacks off some more and the air warms up. Once we get into spring, the growing grass sucks up a lot of the rain so the ground isn’t nearly as soft, but until then it’s all muck, and it gets all over everything. Good thing I got some new Wellies for Christmas; anytime between Halloween and Easter, I don’t dare step off of concrete without them.
Links #711
Posted in Current Events, Links, Miscellaneous, Music, Obituary, Philosophy, Tyranny, tagged animals, artificial stupidity, California, cops, drugs, Florida, hysteria, Illinois, imaginative fiction, Never Call the Cops, politicians, Texas, Vermont, video on February 18, 2024| Leave a Comment »
They just shot him down like a dog. – Bonnie Pigram
Mojo Nixon has gone to be with Elvis, but since I already featured his masterpiece in October ’21, please enjoy this one instead. The links above it were provided by Jesse Walker, IncarcerNation, Phoenix Calida (x2), Franklin Harris, Walter Olson, and IncarcerNation again, in that order.
- Lovecraftian algorithms.
- “Never” really does mean “never”.
- It ain’t the bears that are on crack.
- No, your reason is not an exception.
- R.I.P. Michael Jayston and Mojo Nixon.
- Another fine example of artificial stupidity.
- “Crime”: Carrying a stick. Penalty: summary execution.
From the Archives
- Everyone who spread “sex trafficking” hysteria contributed to this atrocity.
- I don’t usually think ages are an important detail, but this is an exception.
- Why can’t reporters grasp that forced sex is still rape if the rapist is a cop?
- Cops, “land acknowledgments”, Betty Davis, Ivan Reitman, & much more.
- Eroding civil liberties only starts with “undesirables”; it never stops there.
- Lawheads still believe barricades magically eliminate the need for money.
- The government thinks you shouldn’t be allowed any privacy whatsoever.
- Victoria becomes the world’s 4th jurisdiction to achieve decriminalization.
- Bloodthirsty politicians are furious about having their crusades thwarted.
- He aced the predatory pervert job requirement, but failed the lying test.
- The racism of European “anti-trafficking” schemes grows more obvious.
- US institutions often need to be reminded that they do not own people.
- How an entity treats sex workers shows how they feel about all people.
- They figure describing rape as “sex trafficking” will net a larger payout.
- It’s amazing how often people die mysteriously when cops are around.
- A politician fails to realize a prohibitionist trope is past its sell-by date.
- There are no surprises in this article on sex workers accepting bitcoin.
- Like something written a decade ago at the apex of the moral panic.
- If enough of these are thrown at the wall, one may eventually stick.
- The absurdity becomes more obvious when we substitute “toaster”.
- It’s rare for a UK article on sex work to be so free of dysphemisms.
- Even seemingly-consensual sex with a cop may be something else.
- Any information you give to cops can and will be used against you.
- This unconstitutional bill has already failed in over a dozen states.
- Another government scheme to normalize constant surveillance.
- Denying bright kids honors or AP classes makes you an abuser.
- In the West, “trafficking” rhetoric is used to block immigration.
- The state wants vengeance for the loss of future tax revenue.
- Even cases of actual coercion don’t look much like the myths.
- Most Americans still believe France is a sex-positive society.
- I’m glad I was wrong about the lawsuit’s chance of success.
- Cops, Darwin, straight folks, Chick Corea, and much more.
- Governments just love locking people in cages indefinitely.
- Coverage of these incidents is growing more sympathetic.
- The fourth installment of my six-part review of Blake’s 7.
- Predictable ugliness from “celebrity” prohibitionist trash.
- Sexual violence is endemic to policing as an institution.
- Your “leaders” know what’s best, so shut up and obey.
- Fascist corporations are happy to assist in a genocide.
- The public masturbatory fantasy of “pop-up brothels”.
- Cops, The Onion, Raquel Welch, and much more.
- I’m glad I was out at Sunset for this snowstorm.
- In the US, this is now illegal thanks to FOSTA.
- Adding a ramp to the north side of my annex.
- My two previous columns for Valentine’s Day.
- I don’t go to a gym, but I do own a farm.
- What did this guy think he was, a cop?
- Introducing Ask Maggie, Volume II.
- Is this supposed to be comforting?
- The cashmere sweater club.
- Fixing a leak in my hot tub.
- Rapist cops of the week.
- R.I.P. Larry Flynt.
- Stop faking!
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The Space Age
Posted in Diary, Favorites, tagged imaginative fiction, psychology on February 16, 2024| 2 Comments »
As regular readers know, we don’t watch regular TV or “streaming”; when we want a TV series we buy it on DVD and then watch it at our leisure. Typically, we watch an hour at dinner and then a couple before bedtime while the edibles kick in, and when we’re done with one series we move on to another. And though we didn’t really plan it that way, lately we’ve been watching a lot of shows from the Kennedy era and immediately after. The pattern was ushered in by Alfred Hitchcock Presents (1955-1965), but since then we’ve watched Thriller (1960-1962), The Flintstones (1960-1966), and The Outer Limits (1963-1965). I’m not old enough to remember any of these series from their initial runs, but I discovered and enjoyed all of them in syndication, then obtained the discs later; I think most of my favorite shows were discovered that way, years after their first broadcast, and a lot of them are from the ’60s and early ’70s. But watching a number of shows from the early ’60s relatively close together has had a kind of synergistic effect, and I’ve found myself going through a phase of nostalgia for the period – its music, its movies, its cars, its fads, and other assorted bits and pieces of that odd little interlude, no longer the ’50s but not yet what we think of as the ’60s. It won’t last long; in just a few days we’ll be moving on to more modern shows waiting in the wings. But in the meantime, I’m rather enjoying feeling nostalgic for a time just before I was born, which I know only through the medium of recorded entertainment.
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