Category Archives: Mr. Boy

Austin snowflakes march

A few hundred anti-Trumpets, judging from aerial photos at KVUE which shows them in a tight formation spanning the Congress Avenue bridge, blocked downtown bridges and streets Wednesday afternoon.

Here in leftist-land, the municipal pols force the cops to be indulgent of such blather. So the poor, triggered snowflakes, whose march reportedly started on the UTexas campus, probably will be allowed to break the law for a few hours, until they get tired and go home. Unless they start throwing bottles, like their counterparts in California have been doing.

This sort of thing is to be expected in President Trump’s foreseeable future: leftists throwing public tantrums, getting tear-gassed and arrested. It is to laugh. Poor wittle babies. Didn’t get their way. Their criminal bitch didn’t get elected.

UPDATE:  Mr. Boy, a high school junior of the (so far) conservative persuasion, said school was amusing today. Many triggered snowflakes visibly upset. Some classmates didn’t come to school at all, a group of girls wept in the library while watching Clinton’s concession speech, one teacher put off an exam until next week and during his English class the teacher put her head down on her desk for several minutes until she had regained her composure. He was happy the exam was postponed.

Why I did not watch the debate

For one thing, I knew I could get the juicy details off the Web without bothering to waste ninety minutes of my life, much of it listening to Harpy Hillary lie her way through an obfuscating forest of mildewed cliches.

Another reason is that I didn’t expect the so-called moderator—an NBC drone who would only pretend to be objective—to treat Trump fairly and from what I’ve read so far he didn’t. He sucked up to the Harpy at every opportunity and he even out-Candied Candy Crowley contradicting Trump a few times. He became the third debater. He ought to be ashamed. But he already works for NBC.

But primarily I know who I’m voting for and it’s not Queen Cankles—whom it is being said looked drugged up with a vapid Miss America smile and probably was wearing a wire—and her scummy husband The Groper. Nothing she says or, for that matter, whatever Trump says is going to change my mind.

As James Taranto of the Wall Street Journal put it, all Trump had to do was prove himself to be sane. And the polls are already doing it for him. The Hildabeast had to prove herself trustworthy and she couldn’t possibly do that in ninety minutes. Especially not when decades as a lying, crooked pol and the wife of a lying, crooked pol have proven otherwise to all but her most diehard supporters.

Althouse, who did watch, said: “Overall, I’ll just say that was very unpleasant and I’m glad it’s over. I switched it off without stopping to listen to any of the spin.”

And Mr. B. who watched some of it in between doing his homework: “You were right, it was boring.”

Anderson’s winning debate team

Mr. Boy is back to his school work, as a junior this year, with the added effort of Anderson High School’s speech and debate team. Had to buy him his first suit for this team’s competitions, which began last Saturday in the Lake Travis Classic at Lake Travis high school.

He and his partner won first in their division, Public Forum, arguing both sides of whether students should be allowed due process when school administrators decide to enter and inspect their lockers without their permission. The rest of the Anderson team also swept the field on their various topics and right into first place overall.

They’ll be at it again this weekend in Pflugerville. Mr. B. is sitting this one out because his partner is unavailable. As I understand it the team will be going at it just about every weekend for the rest of the semester but the participants will have to change their topics, and start over, every other month or so.

Somewhere Mrs. Charm is enjoying this, I’m sure, with the added advantage of being there.

Ghosterbusters (2016): Don’t bother

From Mr. Boy’s impromptu review I suspect the movie would even gag a feminist. Well some feminists.

First off, he says, having seen it the other day, it isn’t that funny. Some laughs, but no big ones. Imagine. The first one was pretty hilarious.

Second, the feminist angle (the new ghostbusters are all women) is very heavy-handed. So much so that the men in the movie are morons. Especially the male secretary of the four principals. He’s pretty but stupid. A dumb blond who is played for cheap laughs.

“The bland lobotomized token male. Pretty much the only main character who was a man was turned into a stereotype. He was useless, annoying, fake, had an IQ below sea-level, and was clearly trying to pretend to be Brad Pitt, but with none of the acting talent. He also only got hired because of his looks,” says reviewer Girlycard L at IMBD.com

And finally, as Mr. Boy indignantly summarizes, the movie is hypocritical. The four stars not only have hired and kept a hot but stupid secretary, they hunger after him for his looks. You know, like men probably would for a dumb but sexy woman. Some feminists.

Mrs. Charm’s new scholarship

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Two months in the making, it’s official now. Mr. B. and I believe it’s important to work through our sorrow by honoring his mother in ways that help others. And the scholarship is a reminder that she also needed financial assistance to finish college. We plan to add to the endowment over the next few years to make the scholarship even more valuable to its recipients. They will be journalism undergraduates chosen by the university based on their need and merit.

Promoting inequality: the college barrier

Instapundit is pretty savvy for a law school professor.He sees the college game for what it is, a barrier against the poor’s chances of rising above their station. Yes, even in America.

Wormtongue says he wants to send everyone to college. That might work. When all have the degree it will be pretty worthless. Except then, even more than now, where you got it would reconstitute the barrier.

Sure the Ivy League is a big deal even today but that has its limits. I tell Mr. B. that as a native Texan he should play that for all it’s worth in Texas, the land of opportunity compared to the rest of the country’s economic blight thanks to the Democrat Party.

But when it comes to Yale or Harvard the natives here really don’t give a shit. They are far more impressed by a Texas school, public or private. And inequality? Shoot, the poor have always been with us.

Democrats drive Wendy’s to robots

Mr. Boy and I have long had a private joke, wishing Wendy and Wally (of the Wally Burgers outlet on Mesa) would get married. But we can never decide whether Wendy or Wally will get first billing in the new franchise name.

There’s gonna be a real distinction between them soon. Wendy’s is going to robot ordering in places like California and New York where Democrat pols pander to the ignorant and uninformed by continually hiking the minimum wage. They know better. They know it just leads to higher unemployment. As long as it get them re-elected, they don’t give a damn who it hurts.

I am wondering, if the Wendy robots come to Texas, will they have the same Spanish accents of the orderers and servers of our local Wendy’s outlet on Far West Boulevard. It’s like a slice of Old Mexico there now. We’d hate to lose the local color with one-voice-fits-all machines.