The Wondrous World of Josh

Ever since he was a little boy, Josh has defended misunderstood domestic terrorists. Now that he’s all grown up, he’s leading them!

What a difference a day makes.

The best version. Obviously.

From the Biden/Harris Inaugural Playlist…

UD votes for Your Love Is Lifting Me Higher and Higher… but the Rita Coolidge version!

‘After accepting in 2015 that he had missed his moment, that he was too white and too old and too male and too befogged by grief over Beau, the soon-to-be 78-year-old has seen his moment come back around.’

“F. Scott Fitzgerald was wrong. There are second acts.”

Trump’s Three Post-Retirement…

… models.

Sumner Redstone.

Silvio Berlusconi.

Juan Carlos.

Lyrics for Our Time

The morning after a sad Zoom session with four of UD‘s old friends, she found this old English folk song in one of her piano music books and really took to it, singing and playing away, and finding its lyrics profound.

Come, let’s be merry, let’s be airy,

‘Tis a folly to be sad.

Come, let’s be merry, let’s be airy,

‘Tis a folly to be sad.

For, since the world’s gone mad, mad, mad,

Why alone should we be wise,

And like dull fools, and like dull fools,

Like dull fools gaze on other men’s joys?

Let not tomorrow bring you sorrow,

While the stream of life flows on,

Let not the morrow bring you sorrow,

While the stream of life flows on;

But when the cheerful day is gone

Still endeavour that the next

Shall be as gay, shall be as gay,

Be as gay and as little perplexed.

If you have leisure, follow pleasure,

Let not an hour of joy pass by.

If you have leisure, follow pleasure,

Let not an hour of joy pass by.

For as the fleeting moments fly,

Time it will your youth decay;

Then try to live, then try to live

Then try to live and enjoy while you may.

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Lotte Lehmann tells you how to sing it. Frank O’Hara elaborates on it:

Two communities outside Birmingham, Alabama, are
still searching for their dead.” —News Telecast

And tomorrow morning at 8 o’clock in Springfield, Massachusetts,
my oldest aunt will be buried from a convent.
Spring is here and I’m staying here, I’m not going.
Do birds fly? I am thinking my own thoughts, who else’s?

When I die, don’t come, I wouldn’t want a leaf
to turn away from the sun— it loves it there.
There’s nothing so spiritual about being happy
but you can’t miss a day of it, because it doesn’t last.

So this is the devil’s desire? Well I was born to dance.
It’s a sacred duty, like being in love with an ape,
and eventually I’ll reach some great conclusion, like assumption,
when at last I meet exhaustion in these flowers, go straight up.

Bad, bad, little boys! Put your heads down and shut up while I prepare the country…

…for President Warren.

A triumph of the human constitution: Ginger Baker lives to age eighty.

Don’t try this at home.

Defenseman Duckworth: He’s Got it All!

The compleat Louisiana State University student, Li’l Cade The Frat Man smiles at you from his latest mug shot. Get lost in his baby blues and you’ll find everything that makes LSU the fabled school that it is: Sports, Sadism, and Stupefacients.

Witnesses described being forced to lie on broken glass, face down while they both sprayed with a hose, had milk crates thrown at them, and were urinated on.

Duckworth was booked on three counts of misdemeanor criminal hazing (misdemeanor) and one count each of attempted second degree battery, second degree battery and false imprisonment — all felonies.

This was not Duckworth’s first brush with the law. In 2017, he was arrested following a home invasion and burglary near LSU. During a search of the home where the reported robbery took place, police found marijuana and MDMA, also known as ecstasy. Duckworth was booked on one count of possession with intent to distribute …

Honey, only two things missing – sexual assault and possession of an illegal AK47 – and you know the cops is gonna find them iffn they just look more careful.

You can read up on LSU right here on this here blog iffn you want some background on how a university becomes famous for spawning vast colonies of students like this here Li’l Cade. I mean, the place’d be nuthin without its Greek life.

‘Drop your panties for I cannot wait til lunchtime.’

This is apparently the last place Hungarian passion expressed itself. Poor Viktor Orban.


How do you convince the tiny female population you have left to become state-sponsored brood mares? Orban himself produced five children. Maybe the solution is for him to visit targeted Hungarian homes and fuck any woman under the age of forty whether she likes it or not.

“One, two, three, four! One, two, three, four! Come on, comrades, put a bit of life into it! One, two, three … I’m thirty-nine and I’ve had four children.”

UD’s Mother

Mitzi, with one of her award-winning
English Cocker Spaniels.

Pat the Hunny

Springtime for Hitler.

“[His] habit of wearing his hideous Casio turned so that the face is on the inside of his wrist, the way an infantryman would…”

Fun read on the rectitude-look.

“STEVE BANNON SAID HE ‘DIDN’T WANT TO BE A WET NURSE FOR A 71-YEAR-OLD’ AS HE LEFT WHITE HOUSE”

UD has always believed that if men could work out their differences verbally, rather than physically, the world would be a better place. Make speech acts, not war, is the rallying cry. Utterance; not ordinance. Phatics; not automatics.

You may recall the principle from the more homely Use your words, not your fists that you heard growing up.

UD envisions military institutes in this country staffed by people like Bannon and you know who, training generations of young men to think linguistically.

Barebacking…

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