May 29th, 2017

#5625: One of those things that's obvious once someone points it out to you

Let's face it: not everyone is smart. Some people are; some are average and some are dumb.

What usually happens is that some genius thinks of something, and once he does it's immediately obvious that was the case, and the average say, "Why didn't I think of that?" E=mc2 was only obvious after Einstein. The first atomic bomb took an army of scientists to develop; now it's just engineering.

Sometimes it's not a difference in intelligence but perspective that yields the breakthrough.

I don't know which it is here but the point is immediately and blatantly obvious once someone else brings it up:
Progs enjoy their own hypocrisy. They relish it, so pointing it out to them has the opposite effect from what is intended. The defenders of Greek life point out that male sportsballers tend to go rapey on campus, yet no one is trying to shut down the football team. Progs find this energizing. It means they are in control and therefore can arbitrarily enforce the rules. Appeals to administrative consistency are blood in the water for the Progs.
Emphasis mine. They relish their own hypocrisy because it means they are in charge. It's not just hypocrisy but smug hypocrisy: they know they're doing it--they're doing it on purpose--and they get off on it.

Simple. Elegant. Obviously true. Like the matter-energy equivalence.

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So, when we were at the cinema Thursday night, saw a bunch of previews (of course) and one of them was for Dunkirk.

That looks like it'll be worth watching, though I'm not about to drag my wife to the theater to sit through a war movie.

I'll admit that it's mainly the scenes with the airplanes that drew me in. They probably put into the trailer most of the footage showing air action in the movie. I can't help it; I'm a sucker for WW2 aviation. WW2 military aircraft have a romance about them, a soul that modern military hardware lacks. Don't get me wrong--the F14 Tomcat is fuckin' cool, but it's cold and remorseless, like a shark. It'd tear a Spitfire to pieces (watch how effortlessly a pair of Tomcats deal with a pair of Mitsubishi Zeros in Final Countdown) and would do so with the soulless efficiency of a Cyberdyne T-101 killing all the Sarah Connors in the Los Angeles phone book. But damn, you can't beat the drone of a 16-cylinder turbo-supercharged engine turning a constant-speed propellor, moving a plane unable to fly faster than human reflexes can manage, needing no computers to maintain airworthiness. Even better, the inimitable sound of a radial engine.

I'm not blind to the fact that the new hardware is better, for a whole host of reasons. If it weren't, we wouldn't use it, and simple nostalgia is no reason to continue using obsolete equipment. But there was a brief time in the 20th century when propellor aircraft had reached their zenith, before they were replaced with jets, and those machines and the time in which they existed are what I admire.

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Oh, is that what it is?

See, I ignored this story because I figured it's the international elite hating on Trump, but it turns out that no, according to the linked story above Trump told NATO that they're going to have to pay their fair share of their own self-defense costs, and that is what actually has Angela Merkel's panties in a bunch.

Not the stupid "Paris Accords" thing. That's discivilzational nonsense, based on junk science, but it's a cause the left gets all up in arms over. No one on the left is going to be upset about NATO signatories having to pay for more of their own defense; they'll just say something like, "Man, fuck the army." But the US saying, "No, we're not crippling our economy with that horseshit," that the left will get all cranked up over.

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First Lady Melania Trump respects Catholicsm but not the death cult. WIN.
He [a hypothetical madman] might ask himself why the First Lady abides by the practice of all First Ladies who ever met the Pope, and does not abide by the practices of woman-hating rape-culture monsters from the Middle East, who just blew up teen-aged girls in Manchester, and with whom we are locked in a life or death struggle for survival.

He might ask himself why the First Lady, or any lady, is not eager to show open signs of submission to a culture that practices polygamy, abduction and sexual slavery of underage girls, genital mutilation of girls, honor killing, gangrape as an instrument of domination, and forbids women from owning property, working for wages, or driving vehicles.

On the other hand, the Roman Catholic Church, despite what her enemies might have said, is in fact the only institution in history that ever held women not to be spiritually inferior to men, held that a bride could not be wed against her will, or forbade polygamy or divorce, or allowed abbesses into positions of leadership.

A person who was truly psychotic, and had lost all touch with reality, might indeed be confused by the question of why the First Lady, in her capacity as a representative of our nation, if not of all women of the West, did not show proper submission and surrender to barbaric customs designed to humiliate and demean women.

But there is no such person. No one is confused. There is no confusion. The Boston Globe is fake news.
"There was some confusion," went the Boston Globe article, "over why the first lady wore a veil...while she didn’t wear a headscarf in the Muslim country of Saudi Arabia."

Because fuck islam, that's why. It does not deserve respect, for the reasons Wright mentions in his post and multiple others besides. When islam learns how to respect other religions, when the terror in the name of allah stops, when the butchery and the lies and the horror and the subjugation end, then it may have a place at the table; but until then, it is not worthy of respect, courtesy, or even tolerance.

Incidentally, he ends with this:
It should be noted that Jackie Kennedy, Pat Nixon, Betty Ford, Rosalynn Carter, Nancy Reagan, Barbara Bush, Hillary Clinton, Laura Bush, and Michelle Obama all wore black dresses and the mantilla when meeting the Pope. No one expressed confusion over any of them not wearing a hijab.
The Boston Globe is nothing but fake news.

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Closed several tabs because I'm sick of leftist horseshit.

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Dang, that's a big model of the Cygnus from Black Hole.

Go to the photo page, and you see a ton of other SF models--Sea View, Discovery, C-57D, Jupiter 2, various flavors of Enterprise, a Cylon basestar and various versions of Battlestar Galactica, Voyager, the Mach V, the Yamato, several ships from Star Wars, and some others which are familiar to me but which I cannot place. Dang.

...and the modeler has a crapton of figure models. Guess he likes to build models?

Never really liked Black Hole very much. The novelization of the movie was okay. There were two main things which ruined it for me: the robot "Old B.O.B.", voiced by Slim Pickens, and Ernest Borgnine. The story was so-so, but Old B.O.B. was like the 1979 version of Tow Mater, another character I cannot stand. Oh--the inclusion of telepathy. That was pretty ham-handed, the way they handled it. (THREE! things which ruined it for me....)

Well, it could be worse, though. The model is pretty epic.

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Took time out yesterday to putter around in the garage, organizing some junk and throwing away useless dreck. My focus, this time, was the old chest of drawers with the shelving unit on top; I put another set of shelves atop that one, making more room, and in the process cleaned and organized that little corner.

It was easier to do that than it was to dig into one of the bigger piles, but I expect to do that this afternoon and see what comes of it. I have some minor tasks to take care of first, but then off we go.

So, off I go.

#5626: Well, let's enjoy some more idiocy, because why not?

I laughed at this. I laughed, that is, once that I understood that it was a joke.

I didn't laugh at first because this part seemed typical for leftist politicians the world over:
We do know that the system failed him, because conservatives in Parliament have refused to adequately fund the National Health Service.
Then I realized that the piece was not talking about someone injured in the blast, who called the British equivalent of 911 and pleaded for help, only to expire before help arrived. No, the "youth" this piece is talking about is the sucide bomber himself, and realizing that put it all in perspective, and then I laughed.

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" can only have one side being 'better than that' for so long before people get sick of being the butt of the hypocrisy." And the right wing in this country has had its fill--beyond its fill--of the left being able to do whatever it wants, whenever it wants, while our guys mince and prance around like dingbats. (Actually, they're not "our guys" so much as they are "the guys who pretend to be right-wing to get our votes and then vote with the Democrats", but that's too long for that sentence.)

As the article linked by Vox Day begins:
I know it’s theoretically wrong for a Republican candidate to smack around an annoying liberal journalist, but that still doesn’t mean that I care. Our ability to care is a finite resource, and, in the vast scheme of things, millions of us have chosen to devote exactly none of it toward caring enough to engage in fussy self-flagellation because of what happened to Slappy La Brokenshades.
Quoth Ace:
You can find my condemnation of Greg Gianforte's bodyslam right next to CNN's condemnation of the professor charged with three accounts of attacking peaceful Trump supporters -- with a bike lock. Which is a heavy metal improvised weapon.
Exactly. Exactly.

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Logical extension. If it is racist to require a photo ID to vote, then it is racist to require a photo ID for any purpose.

Here's the thing: the government requires a photo ID for a lot of different reasons. When you get a job, your new employer must verify your identity against two forms of government-issued ID. When you open a bank account, the government mandates (via the Patriot Act) that you must show a government-issued photo ID. To buy a beer. To board an airplane. To buy certain drugs (even OTC drugs like Sudafed) and certain chemical products like drain cleaner. To buy a gun.

But if you're voting, then suddenly it's racist and wrong to require that you verify your identity with a government-issued photo ID. It's an oppressive and burdensome poll tax, and it is utterly and completely unreasonable to ask people to show their government-issued photo IDs before they vote.

Well, hell--if that's racist, why is it any less racist to expect someone to show a photo ID before buying a gun or a can of Drano or a box of nasal decongestant?

It hearkens back to the whole "hypocrisy" thing, that we on the right wing are getting so fuckin' sick of. The left does these things because they can, and it affirms how powerful they are. Well, it's time to take that back from them and make them live by the same rules everyone else does. If it's wrong to require photo ID to vote, it's wrong to require it to buy a gun.

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Fire the bitch soonest. First two paragraphs explain why:
A British police officer was moved to activate her panic button after taking offence at a parody song making fun of former Al-Qaeda leader Osama bin Laden being played at a garden party, bringing in serious re-enforcements to a small English village.

The officer pressed the panic button on her body-mounted camera after being dispatched to a garden party in a picturesque Cambridgeshire village at around 10pm on Thursday and overhearing a song being played that mocked Osama Bin Laden. Responding to the call for help, the local force dispatched another ten officers and a police helicopter, Cambridge News reports.
That's not even an overreaction; it's a total freakout. "Oh, I heard a song I didn't like! I'm triggered! Send out the army!"

If you can't take a parody song, you can't take being a cop and need to be fired. Period.

Of course the incident is now being investigated as a "hate crime" because Osama bin Laden came from a fragile little pussy cult which can't take any criticism whatsoever. The police seized the karaoke machine as evidence.

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Man, what a gorgeous day it is. This lovely weather won't last; it's gonna get hot.

Motorcycle still not charging. I went through the charging system and cleaned all the contacts and grounds, hoping that would help. It didn't. I'm gonna have to try changing the rotor and see if that makes any difference. Exactly what I didn't want to do, damn it. *sigh*

#5627: Now THAT was a meal!

So, weeks and weeks ago Mrs. Fungus brought home a kebab set for the grill. She's been hinting rather strongly that she wanted me to use it ("I want kebabs!") so when I went shopping the other day I purchased things to make kebabs.

I used Og's recipe for the marinade:
1-1/2 cup oil
1/2 cup soy
1/4 cup worcestershire
1/2 cup red wine vinegar
1/3 cup lemon juice
2 tbsp mustard powder
2 tbsp parsley flakes
1 tbsp ground pepper
1 large garlic clove
The meat was a sizable chunk of chuck roast. I cut off the gristle and excess fat, leaving the well-marbled chunks to marinate in that mix for a few hours. (Overnight is better but I forgot to do it last night.)

Funny bit: I didn't have enough worcestershire, so I used A-1 to make up the difference. I also lacked mustard powder, to my surprise, so I used yellow mustard instead. Ended up using up the oil, worcestershire, red wine vinegar, and parsley to make this. Whisked it together, added the meat, into the fridge.

Mrs. Fungus got home at 8, so that was a good 3, 4 hours in the marinade. While she watched I put everything onto the skewers. This is a messy meal to make, by the way, because the skewered meat dripped all over the counter.

Anyway, grilled it--probably could have grilled it a bit longer, in fact, but Og had cautioned me against overcooking--and HOLY SHIT WAS IT DELICIOUS. I am not kidding; this was a restaurant-quality meal. I don't think I've ever made anything at home that tasted like this.

My wife was ecstatic over the meal, and I didn't disagree. So we will be doing this one again; count on it.

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Did some more cleaning and organizing in the garage. Yesterday I reassembled the bike and checked the charging system; still not working, so today my aim was to extract the spare engine so I can get the rotor from it. Threw out more junk, organized a lot of stuff, cut down a crapton of boxes and tossed 'em. I crushed a year's worth of aluminum cans, too.

Finally pulled apart the spare front end Og gave me with the motorcycle. The front shocks are the kind that you can adjust the air pressure in, changing their stiffness, so I saved them in case I ever want to do that upgrade on my bike. Tossed the front fender. Pulled the brake cylinder and disk off the wheel, then knocked out the bearings, which are trash. I'm probably going to end up recycling the wheel because it's an 18-inch rim and my bike has a 19, which looks nicer.

Dug into the motor a bit. Found out how the timing chain tensioner works (best to do that on a scrap engine!) in the process of pulling the starter motor out--and then I discovered that the spare engine is not, after all, seized. The starter gear was in wrong; with that removed, I found that the crank moves quite freely (and the thing has good compression), and after fiddling with it for a bit I managed to get the transmission into neutral--and that part's not seized, either.

In all probability, given a few dozen parts, I have a good engine, here. The electrical system is mostly on the bike, the carbs need rebuilding, the intake tubes are shot--but it looks as if it could be made to run without a complete overhaul.

...which makes the idea of a cross kart rather attractive. I still have the tubing bender and the welder; I could probably fab up a frame in a weekend, given the materials.

Go to 4:45 for the walkaround of the thing. That would be sweet.

But I have lots of--too many--other things to do first.

Tomorrow I'm going to haul the metal recycling to the recycler, and I'm going to see what I need to do about the weeds growing out of the patio. The official Suzuki rotor removal tool is essentially a 16mm bolt with fine pitch right-hand threads, which means any 16mm bolt of sufficient length with right threads ought to do the job. So what I need to do:
1) Remove flywheel bolt from end of crankshaft
2) check thread pitch with tool from tap and die kit
3) go to hardware store and buy 16mm bolt with that thread pitch
3) Screw in bolt, hold flywheel with wrench, and turn bolt with another wrench until flywheel pops free.
That's about it. Nothing else required.

Hmm...ebay entries for the GS450 flywheel puller say 14mm, 1.5 pitch, rather than 16mm. Where did I get 16mm from...? Well, I believe the majority is correct, so perhaps I can just head over to the hardware store in tomorrow and see if they have a 14mm 1.5 pitch bolt, say about 6" long. That'd do. Just need to chamfer the end of it so it doesn't mess up the crankshaft snout, and then we're good to go.

Anyway, pull the flywheel out of the spare motor and off the bike and switch 'em, reassemble the bike and see if that makes any difference whatsoever. If it doesn't, admit defeat and seek professional help.

(Take the battery in to get checked, first. But that counts, I think.)

Who knows? If I get this fixed soon enough, I might actually get to ride my motorcycle this summer! Wouldn't that be a hoot?