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6 February 12020 is the
International Day of Zero Tolerance for
Female Genital Mutilation. In New Zealand it is Waitangi Day. It is the birthday of Henry George Liddell, whose
dictionary (he co-wrote it with Robert Scott) helped get me through years of
Greek. He was also Alice Hargreaves’ father; it was for her and her sisters
that the mathematician who wrote under the pen-name Lewis Carroll created the
two immortal Alice books. It is also
the birthday of Henry Irving, the actor and theater manager who did so much to
revolutionize the English stage (and who got under Bernard Shaw’s skin by—in his
opinion—doing it all wrong); and of Frederic W. H. Myers, who coined the word “telepathy”
and did much to popularize the concept, although his extensive experiments
failed to confirm its existence.
In the news I see that professional snowflake Dave Daubenmire
is demanding that the NFL create a special safe place for him and his 12-year-old
son to keep them out of danger of hellfire. His objection apparently is to a
halftime show that included performances by Shakira and J-Lo, which he claimed
were sexually exciting to him and his son. “I wanna sue them for about $867
trillion,” he explained, calling it anti-Christian discrimination. He feels
that he ought to be free to watch television without seeing anything that might
upset or excite him. I’m not sure how that’s supposed to work, but Snowflake
Dave is out lawyer-hunting at this moment—or so he says.
And apparently the Fake President is handing out Fake
Presidential Medals of Freedom to just anybody these days—at least he gave one
out to a pompous windbag who polluted the airwaves with his presence for
decades, apparently for the achievement of smoking himself to cancer. Good job,
guy! If Rush Limbaugh can get a Medal of Freedom, then where’s mine? I’m waiting.
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