In the wake of my Love the Way We Love about the best croissants (local or otherwise). Better than Le Louvre Cafe in Paris. Certainly better than those hack coffee shops in Montreal, Better than the pastries in the south side of Belgium…. the fluffy flaky folds of delight at a certain garage on a certain street (I cannot reveal my sources any longer). I made that mistake wring about my Love, and people must have come from far and wide to try them. They have now all caught on to the best secret in town. I try to get a croissant now and they are sold out at 8 am! Not a crumb left to be had. The bakery lady smiles smugly and says, “we’re all sold out”… please make more!!! The suply is in demand! I now have to set my alarm clock for 6 AM and tredge up there in the snow drifts in the dark to ensure I snare of of those crispy flaky golden delights. —Pulsburry dough whore
This article appears in Mar 19-25, 2015.
Pretty hard to comment on this so I’ll repeat a joke I heard this morning.
Why can’t a bicycle stand up on its own? ……. because it is two-tired!
So, Moderator – how goes work on writing a program that will restore the histories of the commenters that you banned on Sunday? Having trouble with writing the necessary algorithms? It might be a nice gesture because otherwise you wind up looking like a mean spirited termagant who deleted 4 accounts, including that of the longest running regular, just because of who they were friends with. Now that’s the same kind of petty spitefulness that permeates the P.M.O. Maybe you should send Harper your resume.
THE SOUTH SDE OF BELGIUM?
“Better than La Louvre Café in Paris. Certainly better than those hack coffee shops in Montreal. Better than the pastries in the south side of Belgium.” Pulsbury dough whore
As I have continually maintained on this site comparisons, invidious or otherwise, require evidential support to gain credence. In addition to the obvious lack of such comparative evidential support in respect to the relative merits of the croissants of La Louvre Café in Paris and “those hack coffee shops in Montreal” when compared to those produced by the gas station in Dartmouth – the words choke in my mouth – the absence of the very possibility of such support becomes obvious in the poster’s reference to “the south side of Belgium.”
Actually, Belgium is divided into the west – the western Walloon or French-speaking part with the capital at Brussels – and the eastern or Flemish-speaking part with its capital at Leuven, what the Walloons call “Louvain.” As it happens I know Leuven quite well, having given a paper there at the annual conference of the International Network of Philosophers of Education (INPE). My paper, of course, was a resounding success and the conference itself was most enjoyable but my point here is that the poster is clearly unable to give any example of a café in Leuven which fell short in comparison with that of her garage in Dartmouth.
The fact, of course, is that she has never been there, a fact made obvious by her hilarious reference to “the south side of Belgium” which rightly resulted in the collapse of her entire project under the weight of a total, pervasive and absolute ignorance.
A pleasure as always,
Cheerio!
PSS said, “the commenters that you banned on Sunday”
Someone once said that there are no bad experiences … but sometimes it takes a long while to figure out what was good about them!
My understanding of the whole recent banning debacle is that it stemmed from one of the regulars persistently baiting another with name calling and personal insults over many months. And I’m not talking good natured ribbing or name calling – I’m talking outright maliciousness. It escalated dramatically last week and drew others in. This led to several people being banned and then, subsequently, their supporters being banned.
I’m not sure what all of the “lessons learned” are for the moderator and participants but one thing does come to mind. I’ve seen a lot of workplace situations where one malcontent or agitator can disrupt the whole dynamic. When this becomes apparent it is really incumbent upon the “boss” to deal with that person’s behaviour (usually this begins by warning them to cease their bad behaviours). Otherwise, the bad apple starts to bring out the worst in everyone.
I know I’ve been taking more farewell bows than Townshend and Daltrey. At least Keith Moon had the foresight to check out at the top of his game.
Some of the people banned Sunday, including that son of a bitch who started this whole imbroglio were inveterate troublemakers and shit disturbers (proudly so). A couple of them were pretty well mannered and avoided conflict, but felt complelled by both personal friendship and a certain outrage at blatant double standards and favoritism on the part of the Moderator. Now, I know that the son of a bitch in question never backed away from a good ruck on this board, gave as good as he got, and always fell back on the “Their House; Their Rules” dictum to avoid getting too butthurt at being censored. So he’s not terribly upset at the Moderator demonstrating proof of the hypocritical Mt. St. Vincent SJW sterotype. But he is pissed off that two commenters in particular fell victim to her slash and burn brand of “exemplary justice”.
So, I leave (finally) in the knowledge that there is a good solid core of larkers like Egghead, Hing Frogg (hopefully) Hoist, Furious, Angel, ShittyD, Smile&Wave, (to name only a few) to combine brilliant humour and sabre-like malevolence, and keep the discourse on the board at a level much higher than it deserves under current management.
Whiskey for my men and beer for my horses
A croissant bitch? Really?
*sighs, walks off stage*
Ooops. forgot to mention Orgasmatron, Depeche Mel, Crispy, Cranky, More, Hugo Phurst, Donarious, Bro Tim, Mary Bore and a shout out to some of the old lags who welcomed me when I first made my debut – Basil Fawlty, Nice Going Fat, OceanChick, Black Rose, – again lashings of apologies if I neglected anyone.
And I’d like to address the issue of namecalling and baiting. Personally, I never found it all that malicious, but I would like to send an affirmative message out to any ginger teen who may be dealing with bullying and identity issues. It really does get better, particularly when you are rubbing out a few knuckle orphans to a picture of Christina Hendricks.
Strength and Honour
Not sure how much longer I’ll be around Sawmore, should be getting banned any day now.
I personally don’t see the big deal with people having a flame war or being trolls. That’s one of the things that make forums like this INTERESTING and ENTERTAINING. It’s going to be pretty boring around here when everyone just agrees with each other on everything. What’s the point?
Hopefully, Easter will bring about a resurrection of some of the erstwhile regulars. While I didn’t always agree with them, nor they with me I’m sure, I found their viewpoints amusing and refreshing and, at times, challenging.
Well P.S. Sonofabitch, I personally always got a chuckle whenever my favourite ‘kitty’ would call me moreon. LOL, makes me laugh a bit when i write it out myself ~;)
We didn’t always agree, & that goes for a lot more than just her, but IMO she had the right to her dumb opinion & there’s no doubt in her’s, she felt I was rightly a more-on .
& if that’s a bannable offence here now, hit me with the ban stick as well.
My Foamy photo & I will vanish into the either…but I also know how to change an IP …so who knows I could resurrect myself ….
Now what would be a good nom de plum that could be easily turned into something flamatory ?
Oh I got it ” Id ” would work
Id-iot
LMAO ,
PS. to the OB about the croissants, that crackling sound you hear on that icy cold walk to the store for your greasy treat, that’s not ice crystals under foot, that is your arteries hardening.
Keep an eye on that, yer not getting any younger.
Hey Philip! It seems I have been resurrected…
Guys, I was away for a few years, and when I came back TTFN was no longer a regular. Does anyone know what happened to her? Her posts always made me literally laugh out loud.
Well I’m still here! Was it Oscar Wilde that once said “The only worse than being banned is not being banned.” Damn you Mod!!
On second thought, maybe that was Monty Python doing Oscar Wilde.
Oh right, the Bitch… yes there’s nothing like the sound of a cock first thing in the morning.
Strange but this talk of pastry reminds me of Kurt Vonnegut….
“So why don’t you take a flying f*ck at a rolling doughnut? “
― Kurt Vonnegut, Slapstick
I haven’t been banned, More-on, I just don’t feel compelled to post here, anymore. I visited this morning to post some info on our new group for anyone who may be interested (we currently have more people posting on a Facebook page, set up three days ago, than LTWWB has bothering to post – there’s what? 3 people posting here?)… and all I can think of is, LTWWB? more like this: http://i.imgur.com/SwNIaNi.gif
I just don’t see how a message board such as this can sustain itself with less than 5 people actually bothering to post, regularly. I guess that’s what happens when you ban half your active membership. LOL
RIP LTWWB. It’s been an hilarious 8 years for me.
Well it’s Thursday which is hell day at the coast so I don’t see ass-MODe getting around to banning anyone today.
Might be able to get away with a little more than usual, if you’re willing to roll the dice.
Shame I can’t go back and see what the hell all this debacle that ban-gate is about.
Seriously, it’s a shitty ass winter and people are depressed and pissed as fuck about everything. We’re here to vent, leave us be and go answer the phone or something.
I did notice that one comment disappeared already today. If I may paraphrase: Caveat commenter!
Maybe you caught it in the 5-minutes-to-edit window and they decided to remove it.
Gotta remember to grab a coast or two on the way home.
I’m on my last roll of ass-tickets.
^^^ roll of ass-tickets!
Haha! Okay, that a new word for me. Back in the day we used the Sears catalogue in a pinch but I found the glossy paper didn’t work as well as newspaper. Enjoy your Coasts!
I STILL can’t figure out what happened either… only because I was following the board, of course!
Anyhoo… it seems to have come out of left field. There was a commenter deleted for reasons unknown; a Spartacus-esque naming phenomenon ensued. Soon after, the Black Plague visited the board and people dropped en masse.
Even with my magical powers, I was unable to un-do the destruction.
I’ve been hanging out here for six months or so under various personae. I have to be honest that the demise of Ivan, Molly, Paingirl, No Fool, and others who were regular contributors has greatly diminished the entertainment value. I’m not sure what led to the original banning of Ivan and No Fool but the rest seemed to have just been guilty of nagging for their return. That seems like something that merited a short term suspension of their accounts to allow for a cooling off period so maybe they will be back.
Anyway, I’m finding it kind of uninspiring right now. I’m not sure how much longer I will stick around if things don’t pick up. Currently, I feel like I am “Waiting for Godot.”
A DEPENDENCY RELATIONSHIP?
“Anyway, I’m finding it kind of uninspiring right now. I’m not sure how much longer I will stick around if things don’t pick up. Currently, I feel like I am waiting for Godot.”
I think that there are three possible reactions to the recent purge: (a) Suicide (b) Depression or (c) Suck it up and carry on. The first two indicate an unseemly dependency relationship with the purged. It is “unseemly” since it betrays that personal autonomy which, at a minimum, ought to characterize each comment on the various bitches. In my view only the last is a respectable response. One must not be in any dependency relationship. One must not “wait for Godot” because he doesn’t exist. Only you do and so you must act accordingly.
A pleasure as always,
Godot
^^^ In recognition of your being the progenitor of 3762 comments since 2010, I defer to your wisdom on this matter. Upward and onward!
This board without Ivan and NO_FOOL is like trying to watch American Idol without the crazy people on the first few episodes. It is boring.
^Agreed and good analogy!
I still talk to those folks, so I’m not suffering from suicidal depression or anything quite that overly dramatic. More like boredom. But I’m not going to complain about the loser Moderator or Bitchgate 2015 anymore, I’ll just be visiting less frequently.
WHAT IS BOREDOM?
Boredom does not inhere in the object which is found to be boring. The object is neither boring nor not boring. Boredom inheres, rather, in the subject who finds the object boring. In other words, it is a failure of the subject, not the object.
While there might be objects which naturally inspire boredom – one thinks of a stone in the road or other inanimate objects which lack any discursive dimension – by their nature, since they are the products of the human mind, bitches and comments are not boring “sui generis” (that’s Latin for “in themselves”). One should always say that something is “boring for me,” and so place the onus where it belongs.
But why do some find only boredom where others find discursive depth? They find boredom because of an intellectual shortfall, because of an enfeebled intelligence. Sadly, they are intellectually disenfranchised.
A pleasure as always,
Cheerio!
But you must realize that discussion is parasitic on content. While content without discussion may be impotent, discussion without content is blind. In your case however, your comment managed to be both impotent and blind. Maybe that is why I found it boring.
It is not parasitic, it is symbiotic. Right in the head!
I think the reality show analogy is spot on. It was the nutty,quirky characters, the odd dust-up between them, the zingers and one liners, the insults, the lack of political correctness, and the occasional bat-shit crazy comment that made this board so amusing.
Furious “*hits Montrealman right in the fucking head with the rock from the road. Right in the fucking head*”
When I was a kid living in the sticks there were always rocks in the ditch or on the side of the road. If anyone did you dirty you could just pick one up and hit them or their car. And we practiced throwing rocks all the time so we were good at it. Here in the city there have been a few times when I could have used a rock. Maybe I should always carry one in my pocket – just in case.
I think the mod is doing a fantastic job cleaning up this forum. All you regulars think you own this place and it’s about time someone taught you all a lesson. Maybe after breaking up your little clique some new, more interesting people will come take your place and bring a more positive light to some of the pressing public issues brought forward in this forum. Hope you all enjoy the loser facebook page for losers. Buh-bye, good riddance!
So what’s up Poprah? Do you have any cool croissant stories?
Did anyone just hear that sucking noise?
I’m giving my ginger Prince some kisses!
Deleted: I suggested that Furious Sykes should think of enrolling in an anger-management course after he wrote, “hits Montrealman right in the fucking head with a rock from the road. Right in the fucking head,” and I get deleted. There you go.
^^^ I saw a sign on a door one day that said,”Anger Management has been cancelled today”. I couldn’t help but picture the irony of all the people showing up and getting very, very pissed off. “What! Goddamn class is cancelled?! Jeesus! What the f…! Grrrrrrrr!”
Were you one of the ones who showed up? Were you very, very pissed off when you found out that the Anger Management class had been cancelled? Did you hit the teacher right in the fucking head with a rock from the road? Right in the fucking head? Write back soon.
^^^ Yes. I was so angry at missing my Anger Management class that I refused to speak English the rest of the day. I walked around swearing at everyone in Latin.
Filius canis! (Son of a bitch!)
Podex perfectus es! (You’re a complete asshole!)
Potes meos suaviari clunes! (You can kiss my ass!)
That should have done it.