Writing as one of the harrumphing candy-asses: wow, what a lot of self-justifying sophistry. Not ALL jokes are good. For example, it is widely agreed---though maybe not by you, given your fondness for prank calls harrassing customer service agents---that jokes that "punch down" are not good. I also happen to believe that jokes that contribute to the toxic polarization of our civic culture and the dehumanization of political opponents are not good. JD Vance is a terrible candidate and would be part of a horrific, disastrously bad Trump presidency, but spending time and brain cells coming up with clever ways to call him a sofa-fucker debases us and adds more poison to the public bloodstream.
I'm thinking I should do both you and my candy-ass a favor and stick to the Thursday Invitational posts.
Additional sniveling defensiveness. Calls to customer service are not "punching down." They tend to love it. It is not an annoyance or insult. They have fun. I have never gotten a single complaint from one of them. Which reminds me, i need to do another for the Pool.
One of the best comments I’ve seen online about perpetuating the Vance “sofa king” funny lie was “with all the real things one could go after Vance for, why bother making up something?”
Rod Serling: You're about to meet a wanna-be. Witness J.D. Vance --- a chip off the old block of rotten wood -- who thinks scruples is a hair product. Desperate for relevance --- he's not sure where he wants to go --- but in a hurry to get there at any cost. Too bad he missed the signpost and is headed to a place where respect must be earned, not bought. It's called...the Twilight Zone.
My observation to Gene was that if J D Vance was an authentic hillbilly, it would be the livestock that would worry most about his amorous intentions, not the Davenport.
There may be something to that. He was said to look sheepish when asked about his sexual proclivities. (No please. A simple "huzzah" would be more than sufficient).
With his subsequent obfuscation, he’s just trying to pull the wool over our eyes, and ram his misogynistic bile down our throats. But ewe won’t fall for that.
A philosophical sibling, but more obtuse (as any philosophical assertion should be) is "Hume's Guillotine:" “No testimony is sufficient to establish a miracle unless that testimony be of such a kind that its falsehood would be more miraculous than the fact which it endeavours to establish.”
PS: They are called "razors" because they are a method of simplifying the analytic process of determining the cause (Occam) or intent (Hanlon) of an action or event, much like a butcher would use a blade to separate the unwanted fat, which just gets in the way, from the delicious, and desired meat. The razor was probably selected by the idiom to imply that the idea was a "sharp" (i. e. effective) tool to use in one's analysis.
Just a "minority opinion" but meat cuts as Picanha roast, prime rib, ribeye steaks and even good pork chops do have a portion of fat that I find delicious. Even when many find it gross. There was a classic logic problem called "Who shaves the barber." And relates to Russell (Wikipedia) "The barber paradox is a puzzle derived from Russell's paradox. It was used by Bertrand Russell as an illustration of the paradox, though he attributes it to an unnamed person who suggested it to him. The puzzle shows that an apparently plausible scenario is logically impossible. Specifically, it describes a barber who is defined such that he both shaves himself and does not shave himself, which implies that no such barber exists."
Grie-Vance attended Yale Law under the GI Bill which, while not administered by the DoE (rather the VA) is nevertheless funded by tax dollars, with educational benefits tax free.
Oh, for heaven's sake: You don't use KEYS? ANY Keys? I know cars use fobs nowadays, but that's KIND OF a key. And what do you have on your house? A combination lock?
I have multiple house keys. I also have punch code locks. The keys are for if the batteries in the code locks fail. (They’re not wifi or anything, a single 9V can go a few years). I’ve forgotten which house key goes where, but it’s only a matter of trial and error should the need arise.
I do. Firstly, habit. Second, I’ve still got to keep my car key/fobs with me, better to keep everything together than scatter it around random places “for safekeeping”. If I’m going on a vacation where I won’t be driving MY car, I will leave the key ring at home.
I also don't carry keys. But I have a key ring with a variety of keys to use on occasion for other places. And to answer Don's question. Garage door opener gets me in -- and I have a keypad on the garage for the times when I'm in my car.
Forget all that Russell artsy-fartsy philosophy. "L'Affaire Vance" is simply a matter of implausible deniability. If Vance can set out to screw a whole country, he most certainly can hump a settee. But, just to add that essential ring of verisimilitude, it was a latex glove strategically anchored twixt the cushions of which he supposedly had carnal knowledge. Although I do like the description: heterosectional relations.
My favorite Vance joke thus far is: Trump might regret his choice, but he has to carry Vance to term
An aglet is not the hole; an aglet is the metal or plastic tip on the shoelace that allows you to easily put it through the hole.
Writing as one of the harrumphing candy-asses: wow, what a lot of self-justifying sophistry. Not ALL jokes are good. For example, it is widely agreed---though maybe not by you, given your fondness for prank calls harrassing customer service agents---that jokes that "punch down" are not good. I also happen to believe that jokes that contribute to the toxic polarization of our civic culture and the dehumanization of political opponents are not good. JD Vance is a terrible candidate and would be part of a horrific, disastrously bad Trump presidency, but spending time and brain cells coming up with clever ways to call him a sofa-fucker debases us and adds more poison to the public bloodstream.
I'm thinking I should do both you and my candy-ass a favor and stick to the Thursday Invitational posts.
Nah, stick around. We need the occasional adult around here.
Additional sniveling defensiveness. Calls to customer service are not "punching down." They tend to love it. It is not an annoyance or insult. They have fun. I have never gotten a single complaint from one of them. Which reminds me, i need to do another for the Pool.
Ha. “You be the adult this time.”
“No, you do it!”
“I had to last week!”
Not it.
If I wanted adult humor I'd subscribe to "Garrison Keillor and Friends." No one does bodily functions like the Bawdy Bard of the Beltway.
Which reminds me, I need to do another one for the Pool.
One of the best comments I’ve seen online about perpetuating the Vance “sofa king” funny lie was “with all the real things one could go after Vance for, why bother making up something?”
Chris Hansen declared Vance a sectional predator.
Made me spit out my coffee! 😆
So, JD “Jumper of Divans” Vance?
Rod Serling: You're about to meet a wanna-be. Witness J.D. Vance --- a chip off the old block of rotten wood -- who thinks scruples is a hair product. Desperate for relevance --- he's not sure where he wants to go --- but in a hurry to get there at any cost. Too bad he missed the signpost and is headed to a place where respect must be earned, not bought. It's called...the Twilight Zone.
Would the Hawk Tuah girl have tried to drive Vance wild by loogying onto the couch?
My observation to Gene was that if J D Vance was an authentic hillbilly, it would be the livestock that would worry most about his amorous intentions, not the Davenport.
There may be something to that. He was said to look sheepish when asked about his sexual proclivities. (No please. A simple "huzzah" would be more than sufficient).
With his subsequent obfuscation, he’s just trying to pull the wool over our eyes, and ram his misogynistic bile down our throats. But ewe won’t fall for that.
Quod gratis asseritur, gratis negatur
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Very good. it means: "what can be asserted without evidence can also be dismissed without evidence". It is also called Hitchens's Razor.
As opposed to Weingarten's Razor, which is an antique straight-edge.
A philosophical sibling, but more obtuse (as any philosophical assertion should be) is "Hume's Guillotine:" “No testimony is sufficient to establish a miracle unless that testimony be of such a kind that its falsehood would be more miraculous than the fact which it endeavours to establish.”
Oooo, I love those Razors!
PS: They are called "razors" because they are a method of simplifying the analytic process of determining the cause (Occam) or intent (Hanlon) of an action or event, much like a butcher would use a blade to separate the unwanted fat, which just gets in the way, from the delicious, and desired meat. The razor was probably selected by the idiom to imply that the idea was a "sharp" (i. e. effective) tool to use in one's analysis.
Just a "minority opinion" but meat cuts as Picanha roast, prime rib, ribeye steaks and even good pork chops do have a portion of fat that I find delicious. Even when many find it gross. There was a classic logic problem called "Who shaves the barber." And relates to Russell (Wikipedia) "The barber paradox is a puzzle derived from Russell's paradox. It was used by Bertrand Russell as an illustration of the paradox, though he attributes it to an unnamed person who suggested it to him. The puzzle shows that an apparently plausible scenario is logically impossible. Specifically, it describes a barber who is defined such that he both shaves himself and does not shave himself, which implies that no such barber exists."
And if the barber is named Heisenberg then he might not know if he is shaving or being shaved.
Apparently, the solution to the barber paradox is a female barber.
Unless, of course, she is Brazilian.
ISWYDT
The Divan Comedy is a great title.
In other news, I hadn't realized Manifest Destiny was a gauzily-clad giant woman holding a schoolbook.
She took her cue from Liberty Leading the People.
A main character in Jonathan Franzen's novel "The Corrections" has sex with a couch. It's a great scene.
Grie-Vance attended Yale Law under the GI Bill which, while not administered by the DoE (rather the VA) is nevertheless funded by tax dollars, with educational benefits tax free.
LOL, "key ring"? Time to go keyless.
Next survey:
Do you carry a key ring?
a. Yes
b. No
c. What is a key ring?
Oh, for heaven's sake: You don't use KEYS? ANY Keys? I know cars use fobs nowadays, but that's KIND OF a key. And what do you have on your house? A combination lock?
I must really be old.....
I have multiple house keys. I also have punch code locks. The keys are for if the batteries in the code locks fail. (They’re not wifi or anything, a single 9V can go a few years). I’ve forgotten which house key goes where, but it’s only a matter of trial and error should the need arise.
But you don't carry your keys do you? The probability of all of your keypad lock batteries failing at once is 0.
I do. Firstly, habit. Second, I’ve still got to keep my car key/fobs with me, better to keep everything together than scatter it around random places “for safekeeping”. If I’m going on a vacation where I won’t be driving MY car, I will leave the key ring at home.
I don't CARRY keys. Occasionally I use one (for my shed).
We have Schlage BE365 Keypad Deadbolts on all exterior doors.
They don't make keyless bike locks.
Keyless options for bikes include combination locks, bluetooth, biometric, and surely others.
I was mostly teasing anyway. Truth is, I haven't carried a key ring for many years, just a car fob with RF authentication.
I also don't carry keys. But I have a key ring with a variety of keys to use on occasion for other places. And to answer Don's question. Garage door opener gets me in -- and I have a keypad on the garage for the times when I'm in my car.
Good luck with that if the power goes out while you're away from the house.
I should have said "is ANYBODY ELSE" asking...." because, in the words of the late, great Navin Johnson, "I'm a somebody now!"
Forget all that Russell artsy-fartsy philosophy. "L'Affaire Vance" is simply a matter of implausible deniability. If Vance can set out to screw a whole country, he most certainly can hump a settee. But, just to add that essential ring of verisimilitude, it was a latex glove strategically anchored twixt the cushions of which he supposedly had carnal knowledge. Although I do like the description: heterosectional relations.