A tin of RΓΆda Ulven surstrΓΆmming: extremely smelly Baltic herring.
Amateurs.
A tin of RΓΆda Ulven surstrΓΆmming: extremely smelly Baltic herring.
Amateurs.
This needs a soundtrack.
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Pfft! Iβve got great tits in my garden.
Any flame-throwing guitars?? Oh pleas say yes!
Oh bless! We don't have those, but we do have a hooded crow that goes fishing for frogs.
Disrespectful, and also stupid. They are backing the losing side.
Thanks!
Three yellow daffodils in a green glass bottle, backlit by the sun, on an oak table.
Perfection: our own daffodils on our kitchen table in the spring sunshine.
Looks like a new troll account to me. Blocked.
I dunno, I think Zelenskyy would impress them. So would Pope Leo if you pick him.
What other candidates are there?
Phew!!
Most people who write and publish personal far-right manifestos seem to do so as a preparation for going out on a mass shooting spree. What will be their equivalent?
Exactly, except put a loaded gun in his hand.
Never mind Stalin, is that Baby Cthulhu?? Sort of like Grogu -> Yoda?
It is well known that university students never have sex, so I'm sure they would find such topics both unwelcome and mystifying.
π―! Respondents putting words into my mouth is the quickest, surest route to an insta-block. I will put up with a lot of things but not that.
Thatβs exactly it. You find yourselves right at the sharp edge now, but this is as an ultimate consequence of a long-term negative drift thatβs been evident across much of western academia. People with unsympathetic (and misplaced) managerial attitudes have seized control almost everywhere.
genuine tenure (notionally appointed by the king, unsackable except for gross misconduct or crimes) to ordinary permanent employment. It hasnβt made any difference for me personally, but in principle I can simply be made redundant. Point is, all these status changes point in the same direction.
It all joins up into a deprofessionalisation, or proletarisation, of what used to be a respected and secure workforce. Itβs been happening on a broad front for a long time. Case in point: shortly before I joined Uppsala University (in 2003), the legal status of full professors was changed from
Good on you for flagging it yourself! π
Great, great bloke! We shared an office as grad students in Cambridge back in the 80s. Lots of beer and curries.
Or that his grave has been vandalized again.
I stand corrected, Sir.
I'm more interested in lesbian INvisibility. Are Lesbian Cloaking Devices manufactured by the same company as Jewish Space Lasers? I think we need to know.
Happy birthday!!ππ
Personally I really love it, but I always remember the late Swedish watercolourist Gunnar Brusewitz, who wrote a delightfully wry essay about how hard it is to be a nature painter in the summer, with all that darned green everywhere.
"Nature indulges in orgies of Spinach Green" is how he put it.
Things have come to a pretty pass when a movement, and a party, fracture into pro- and anti-sexual violence factions.
I agree with what Sophie M. said about it looking like a shot from Blue Planet. That also plugs into one of the key perspectives behind my own work:
There was never a "then", there was only ever "now"; just a different "now" to the one we live in.
They, like we, lived in the eternal present.
Bitter was the weather,
Bitter the people,
When they flung Count Flanders
From the church steeple.
Bitter was the weather,
Iron the ground,
When Dog Sanders died of a stomach wound.
- Stevie Smith