HAHAHAHA. Damn Shooey. That's is some funny shit. An opportunity too good to pass up, no matter how big of an asshole it makes you.
Good grief! This is as inane as the day is long (not to mention heartless, facile, vacuous and reprehensible):
http://www.styleforum.net/t/354385/need-advice-on-dating-a-woman-with-a-child
Precipitating responses along these lines: 'Break up with her. For the sake of all three of you. But mostly for the two of them. Because fuck you'.
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Bloody kids (S.F member l mean). The woman would be wise to avoid desperate S.F rejects. l bet he's a goon like many of them over there. Pthhh.
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The Captain probably knows more than most of us put togeather.
I had high hopes for this one, but the responses are disappointingly sensible for the most part. Banal, but not the sort of show-stopping inanity I have come to expect.
http://www.askandyaboutclothes.com/forum/showthread.php?150676-Pleats-on-forest-green-chinos-Cuffs-Do-they-make-me-look-fat
Ayn Rand enthusiast ("'Atlas Shrugged' is one of the two or three books I've read that has had an ongoing philosophical influence on my life. To be broader, I've read everything she has written and almost all of it has been influential.") is having problems with a Tusting tote "in rich brown" that stains his girlfriend's overalls. What Would Ayn Do?
Fortunately John Fucking Galt himself is on-line and has the answer:
http://www.thefedoralounge.com/showthread.php?74250-What-to-do-when-a-leather-tote-s-color-rubs-off-on-clothing
^
Again, that site creeps me out.
I've never looked at Fedora Lounge. Are there any hot dames there?
Too bad they're wearing so many damn clothes. They could at least tease a little. I'm barely even interested.
Have never read the writings of Ayn Rand. From what I gather, they strike me as dogmatic and simplistic. However, I was flattered when one chap I was doing business with compared me to John Galt.
When I was a student at UCLA and politically active (in my foolish youth before I came to despise all politicians), I would have some dealings with the Objectivist students (disciples of Ayn Rand). There were two non-negotiable qualifications for being an Objectivist at UCLA (as far as I could tell): You had to weigh over 300 pounds (mostly blubber) and be loud and obnoxious. They were all males--not a girl in the bunch, unsurprisingly.
The late Gore Vidal once characterized the Randers as "the most unlikely bunch of supermen since Gerald L.K. Smith's peckerwood congregations of the 1930s." Many of you are probably unfamiliar with the Rev. Gerald L.K. Smith. He got his start politically organizing "Share Our Wealth" clubs for Louisiana governor Huey Long. He later became a racist and and anti-Semitic rabble rouser and continued his career as a hate-monger into the 1960s. He was a very dynamic speaker. A Jewish friend of mine said he thought it was mostly a money-making racket on Smith's part since Smith was on very cordial terms with my Jewish friend's uncle, with whom he did a lot business.