Ain’t Jemimah


There are a few other variations on this theme, but I thought this won for best seamless photoshopping. If you don’t recognize her, that’s Rachel Dolezal, a very white gal famous for being “trans-racial.”

White racists take another Black Woman’s face off the shelves.

Having resisted racist attempts to silence her for the past 130 years, Black Icon Aunt Jemima has been banished by the latest wave of White Privilege and racism. Lily white, racist, Pepsi management, has banished one of the few remaining sources of Black Pride in grocery stores. No longer will Black Children be able to see a successful Black face telling them that they are an important part of America, and that they too can be a success.

Doesn’t America care about the children? Not if they are black, says Pepsi.

Posted by: An Observation on A♠ at June 17, 2020 11:17 AM
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Amazingly, She Lived

A woman has survived a 25-metre fall from a balcony in Mexico after she slipped off while trying to perform a dangerous yoga pose. 

…photographed by her friend posing on the railing of their San Pedro, Nuevo León apartment, before slipping and falling six floors. 

In the chilling photo, it appears the women put her entire body weight onto the rail of the balcony before flipping upsidedown. …

…broke 110 bones… 11 hours in reconstructive surgery on her knees [and] ankles… critical injuries to her hips and head. Her injuries are so severe she may not be able to walk for three years.

If There is Hope, It Lies in the Deplorables


It’s frequently said, 1984 was supposed to be a warning, not a guidebook. Here is a parsing of how the techniques of 1984 are in play today.

…“Do you believe in God?” O’Brian asks Winston. “No.” says Winston. He only believes that there is something, some human spirit. But of course he does not believe in God. Could he even believe in God when all of the teachings of God have been eliminated, when all of the language that might have been used to describe even the concept has been systematically wiped out?

Even the words that are still in use have had their meanings changed. There is no concept of “free,” it is explained in the appendix, that does not mean “free from” as in “the dog is free from lice.” There is no concept of freedom to. Ingsoc, Orwell writes, has nothing to do with what he knew as the concept of English Socialism.

Just think of the disturbing parallels in language today! 50 years ago the term “Liberal” meant someone who believed in freedom of speech, freedom of assembly, freedom of religion, freedom of the press. Remember that old saying, “I disagree with you but I will fight to the death for your ability to say it”? The groups that have co-opted the term liberal today often do not uphold any of these principles in practice. The modern left wing silences people and attacks them in the street for “crimethink.” Not so long ago, Fascists and Nazis were those who used this technique but by a simple trick of language, the places have reversed, old fashioned liberals are fascists and fascists are liberals. It’s simple, words mean what The Party wants them to mean. We police ourselves in search of crimethink and schools become training grounds for this lack of history and mutilated language. How can one believe in the principles of liberty when one does not even have the language to express it in one’s own head.…

Read the whole thoughtful article at Indigenous Earthling

Idiocracy Era, Another Example

The young woman kept saying, “I don’t know why you corrected that because I spell it with the P in it.” The boss said (calmly), “But that’s not how the word is spelled. There is no P in hamster.”

h/t Ace♠

Here is a hopefully short synopsis of something that happened this week that I still don’t understand

In office space near a client, a young woman was meeting with her boss. She was (by my estimation) in her late 20s.

The boss (also a woman) was giving her feedback and reviewing edits she had made on something this young woman wrote.

They had been speaking in low tones, but their volume got louder toward the end of the conversation because the young woman was getting agitated about a particular edit.

That particular edit was correcting the spelling of “hampster” to “hamster”. Apparently she had used the phrase “like spinning in a hamster wheel” in this draft (presumably) speech or or op-ed.

The young woman kept saying, “I don’t know why you corrected that because I spell it with the P in it.” The boss said (calmly), “But that’s not how the word is spelled. There is no P in hamster.”

Young woman: “But you don’t know that! I learned to spell it with a P in it so that’s how I spell it.”

The boss (remaining very calm and professional), let’s go to and look it up together.

(mind you, this is a woman in her late 20s, not a 5th grader)

The young woman insists she doesn’t need to look it up because it’s FINE to spell it with a P because that’s HOW SHE WANTED TO SPELL IT.

The boss says, “Let’s look over the rest of the piece so I can explain the rest of my edits.”

They do, and I can see the young woman is fighting back tears.

The boss is calm, cool, and handles this with professionalism and empathy.

Boss says, “I know edits can be difficult to go over sometimes, especially when you’re working on new kinds of things as you grow in your career, but it’s a necessary process and makes us all better at what we do.”

Boss gets up from table and goes to her office and the young woman can barely hold it together.

She moves to another table in the common workspace area, drops all her stuff loudly on the table top, and starts texting.

A minute later, her phone rings.

It was her mom. She had texted her mom to call her because it was urgent, and I’m sure her mother maybe thought she was in the ER or something.


She bursts into tears and wants her mom to call her boss and tell her not to be mean about telling her how to spell words like “hamster”.

The mother tells her that her boss is an idiot and she doesn’t have to listen to her and she should go to the boss’ boss to file a complaint about not allowing creativity in her writing.

The young woman kept saying, “I thought what I wrote was perfect and she just made all these changes and then had the nerve to tell me I was spelling words wrong when I know they are right because that is how I have always spelled them.”

She then went on (still on speakerphone) to tell her mom I’m very great and office-inappropriate detail about how hungover she was and what she and her friends did with some guys the night before. Mom laughed and laughed.

The colleagues in and around the workplace kept looking at one another and some even put earbuds/headphones in/on. It appeared as though this was a regular thing with her.

She ended the conversation asking her mom how she should bring this up with the boss’ boss. “I mean, I always spell hamster with a P, she has no right to criticize me.”

She walked to the office kitchen for the rest of the call so I don’t know what happened next.

I don’t know what to think about this whole thing. If the young woman is neuroatypical, it seems as though the editing process might be something to approach in a different way.

But I don’t know what her situation is/was. Based on the way her mom spoke to her and they way they spoke to one another, it seemed as though his young woman had never been told she was anything but perfect by family.

And that kind of child rearing is quite difficult on people when they grow up, and frustrating for professors, teachers, bosses, and colleagues of people who were raised that way.

I don’t have any great summary or call to action on this, other than to say it was odd to witness and made me feel sad (I don’t know if that’s the right word) for this person as she loves through life.

Getting edits and corrections on things at any stage in your career can make you feel insecure and dumb, no matter how long you’ve been writing.

Her boss seemed as dumbfounded through the conversation as I was in overhearing it.

I think I was most perplexed by the insistence of wanting to spell something the way she wanted to because SHE WANTED TO, ignoring the fact that there are rules and dictionaries.

And seeming offended that anyone would suggest the use of an outside resource as reference.

This happened earlier in the week and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it.

Again, if there is some sort of learning challenge or if this is someone who requires a different kind of coaching, that’s one thing. And I hope she gets it.

But it seemed more like someone who has never been told no, or that she is anything other than 100% perfect and amazing and can do no wrong. And that is going to be exhausting for anyone in her orbit.

I asked a colleague about it, and he relayed a story about the time he gave an early 20something feedback on a writing assignment.

The young man quit the next day and had his parents call to tell him what a terrible boss he was for “correcting work that didn’t need corrected.”

I worry about how kids are being raised sometimes. I really do.

Anyway, that’s all on that thing that happened. I hope she gets the help she needs because life in Washington, DC is going to be very hard for her if she wants to argue about hamster being spelled with a P.

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