The original version of this post was published almost exactly 4 years ago (2010-01-11) when extreme storms and snow caused havoc in Western Europe. Given that many of the same “so where’s your global warming now?” gotcha tropes are flying around again since the severe cold weather hit Northern America this week, it seems like it needs repeating.
This is a Lazy Summer repost of an old post, with some highlights from comments on the original post added, since they add to the snarkfest. Given that the Abbott government seems to be full of “rationalist” policies owing more than a small debt to Objectivist Libertarianism, it seemed like a good time to remind folks what unregulated government of prime movers for prime movers would actually look like.
How did a day that grew from West Virginian Mothers’ Work Days from 1858 onwards (where mothers worked together to improve their community), and Mothers’ Friendship Days from 1865 (to promote harmony between former opponents in the Civil War), become what we celebrate now as Mother’s Day?
See the difference that apostrophe position makes?
For those of us who like the December Solstice holiday season to last as long as possible, starting the celebrations tomorrow for Saturnalia is a top-notch idea.
Playing the game is not compulsory, it’s just an excuse to kick-start a general discussion of pop culture. So wotcha been watching lately? Wotcha looking forward to seeing soon?
I’ve been in the water with a lot of sharks: leopard sharks, wobbegongs, Port Jackson sharks, grey and white tipped reef sharks and grey nurse sharks. What’s a scary thing I’ve encountered diving? That dreaded apex predatory homo sapiens. Homo sapiens is of course the big threat to today’s Endangered Sunday species, the grey nurse shark or carcharias taurus.
This post is part of our Summer Slowdown repost series: in March 2004 I had breast reduction mammoplasty surgery.
This post is part of our Summer Slowdown repost series, and is revisited in solidarity with 15 year old Reddit user Lunam: comments on the original version of this post in October 2008 showed how often a dim view is taken of women reading in public.
This is a Summer Slowdown Guest Post (thanks QoT!) – a repost of a blog post from earlier this year.
Clearly the media meme of the month is “won’t someone think of the children, and the imaginary innocence we ascribe to them in order to justify our lack of openness about basic anatomy because it’s ~icky~?”
It’s a Summer Slowdown repost. Just reminding everybody, in the midst of all the ink being wasted over a Rudd challenge that simply will not happen, that Tony Abbott still regularly reveals a mind-boggling worldview via ill-judged attempts to be charming and/or witty.
…it will be school holidays soon, regardless of the weather, and Giftocalypse follows hard on those heels.
…what is seen as usual – the woman’s name first, the man’s name last. This has become so customary that when my husband and I chose to hyphenate our surnames for the kids with his name first and my name last it was considered odd.
Some newcomers to Hoyden may have received the impression, over the past few weeks, that I think otters are cute little cuddly furry things. Nothing could be further from the truth. Vicious little weasels, the lot of them, and I love them for it. Here’s a video of otters showing a crocodile just who’s in charge.
Please feel free to use this thread to natter about anything your heart desires.
Pippi is everything I wanted to be as a child but didn’t know how – outrageous, loud, anti-authoritarian, strong, free-spirited, messy, generous, powerful, and brutally honest. She is self-sufficient, thinks “ladylike” is a loud of hooey, and is an efficient dispenser of justice to bullies. Her shoes are too big, her clothes are a mess, she can lift a horse over her head, and nobody knows what to do with her. What’s not to like?