I don’t get it. —Mirrors
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Its when you take a picture of yourself and post it on your favorite social media network so everyone can see how good you look while you’re at the gym/eating breakfast.
Selfies…a portrait in egotists.
If ducks had opposable thumbs , would they do “human face” in their selfies?
THE PROFESSIONAL MASTURBATOR
“I don’t get it.” Mirrors
The reason you don’t get it is because you have misconceived the purpose of “selfies” on social sites such as Facebook. Your name indicates that you think that the activity of a “selfie” is the roughly the equivalent of looking in a mirror to see one’s own image. It is not. Nothing could be further from the truth. The “selfie” is the logical culmination of the current culture of utter self-absorption. But what is at work here? Let me explain.
The “selfie” is the product of what I call the “psychology of displacement.” What does that mean? It means that the “selfie” has become an object to herself. She has become an object in her own eyes as a consequence of the reflected adoring gaze of others. Like the professional actor, the “selfie” has taken on a role, one in which she strives to satisfy her unquenchable lust of self-absorption in the hope of achieving auto-orgasm. Feeling the loving gaze of others upon her, she engages in vigorous and unbridled masturbation. The “selfie” is the current culture’s icon of onanism. But, as with other professional masturbators everywhere, her lust will never be satisfied.
New Avatar Alert! A Visit to the Eagle’s Nest
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
yes you do.
Interesting that you should post that particular avatar this morning MM, as I have just begun reading this:
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Storming-Eagles-Ne…
Nice to see the Edelweiss prominently pictured. It was and remains the symbol of German Gebirgsjaeger – Mountain Troops. Here it adorns the Bergmutze or mountain cap, an eminently practical design which from 1942 onward became the standard field cap for German officers and other ranks.
http://i1004.photobucket.com/albums/af166/…
And here is a contemporary picture of a Bundeswehr mountain soldier:
http://www.warrelics.eu/forum/military_pho…
Note: the mottled camouflage bears a certain superficial resemblance to the patterns pioneered by the Waffen S.S.
RSVP
Col. Ivan Sonofabitch – 95th Rifles (02/15, 11:03AM)
It looks like we have a “great minds” situation here. The only question I have is whether Jim Ring, the author of “Storming the Eagle’s Nest,” was in fact part of the operation. I have just finished “Escape from Davao” (2010), the story about a six American escapees from the Japanese prison camp in the Philippines, by John D. Lukacs who, however, was not part of the escapade himself. I found the book interesting but at length there was a third-party feeling to it, including the re- constructed dialogues, which were off-putting.
I started another – “Escape, Evasion and Revenge” (2009) – by Marc H. Stevens, a story about a German-born Jewish pilot in the RAF who was shot down over Europe and imprisoned by the Nazis. However, Stevens was the pilot’s’s son which resulted was the same sort of thing. I put it down after the first chapter.
I’ve just started Alister Urquhart’s “The Forgotten Highlander” (2011). A member of the Gordon Highlanders, Urquhart’s story of his imprisonment by the Japanese in Malaya after the fall of Singapore rings true. He spent 750 brutal days in the jungle working on the “Death Railway” and building the Bridge on the River Kwai but it’s a credible first-person account.
But I suppose ‘Storming the Eagle’s Nest” is more strictly historical than a first-person saga. Hope you enjoy it.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
MM – It is a strictly historical account of how the Alps figured in the Second World War experiences of Germany, France, Italy and Switzerland – from the strategic planning of political and military leaders to the experiences of individual soldiers, refugees, escapers spies, diplomats.
I’ll have to give “Forgotten Highlander” a look. In a similar vein, i would strongly recommend Eric Lomax’ “The Railway Man” which covers the same period and places – capture at Singapore, labor on the Burma Railway, and the extreme brutality of the Japanese – movingly written by a very articulate young man.
RSVP
: Col. Ivan Sonofabitch (02/15, 3:07PM)
Thanks for the reply. I think I’ll give the Japs a break after I finish Urquhart. I think I’m becoming Nipponophobic.
I thought you might like to have look at Hitler’s high-speed elevator that took him from the end of the tunnel – about 50 yards long from its entrance on the face of the mountain – right up to Kehlsteinhaus itself. You’ve got to admit, he had good taste.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
Mm, fuck off with the new avatar alert. Nobody gives a shit about your eagles nest.
RSVP
: Great Value (02/15, 8:49PM)
It’s only half-wits like you who don’t give a shit so why don’t you just fuck off yourself, meatball.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
I know what you mean MM. Reading a memoir from a Far East P.O.W. evokes the same feelings as reading a Holocaust survivor’s memoir. It’s an oppressive descent into the depths of human evil that can scarcely be comprehended and after reading, I find I have to “cleanse the palate” so to speak, with something “lighter”, if that word can be applied to military history.
One autobiography, whose name I sadly cannot recall, featured British and Australians being forced to work on the docks in Singapore. They were loading a German blockade runner and the Japanese took great pleasure in showing their allies how they had humiliated the once mighty Anglo-Saxons. It , of course, backfired. Most of the German crew were merchant seamen and reservists. Many had spent time in British ports and were repulsed by the Japanese sadism and pressed packets of cigarettes and tins of food, surreptitiously into the hands of the P.O.W.s. One afternoon a wiry, tanned and bearded German sailor, wearing only a tattered pair of shorts stopped to enjoy a leisurely smoke while leaning on the taffrail. A particularly dim-witted and cruel Japanese Corporal saw him, mistook him for a prisoner and ran screeching up to him and delivered the first of a series of slaps to his face. He never got to the second. The German dropped him with a right cross, picked him up by the scruff of the neck and arse of his pants and heaved him over the side into a sewer outflow. The British eyewitnesses later said that a seven course Christmas dinner could not have as much to boost their morale.
‘s and sent me
The parents visited Berchtesgaden in the 80s and sent me one of the guidebooks they had purchased there. This picture in particular stood out:
http://s3-live.tapcdn.com/images/tap/6/c/a…
What on earth was the message they were trying to convey?
It’s the child in all of us saying “look at me!”.
RSVP
: Col. Ivan Sonofabitch – 95th Rifles (02/16, 9:23AM)
A gratifying story of the German tossing the Jap into the sewer and the picture of Hitler patting Blondi at Berchtesgaden. He appears on stamps of the time patting little girls but only on the cheek. I guess he was just a patter.
While browsing in the souvenir shop in Kehlsteinhaus I was wearing a pendant made of bent nails and an elderly female shop assistant’s eyes lit up. “Ah,” she exclaimed, “ein hackenkreuz eh?” I disabused her but it was just another example of the esteem in which Hitler is still held in Germany which I encountered.
I’ve attached an avatar photo of the memorial at Berchtesgaden looking away from Kehlsteinhaus to those who lost their lives as a result of Hitler’s efforts.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
An interesting note
Most boring bitch ever…
and that’s entirely because of poutine-fucker and his love of new, stupid pictures.
At least he’s consistent enough for me to know not to bother reading his finger-drivel.
It’s a shame Ivan has to engage him so.
Something tells me he’d have been long gone by now otherwise.
Close your mouth, your breath stinks.
It’s a me myself and I world. Read 2Timothy chapter 3 verses 1 to 4. Wakie wakie, is this not the world in which we live today?
Yours truly.
Stinks like wet vag from eating out your mother.
Perhaps it is just my perception, but has MM become more childish and petulant lately? There seems to be less of his typical pseudo-intellectualism, and more cheap insults.
Liked you better when you behaved as an adult, MM.
A lot better.
Wheels, if you read the Bible, no wonder you’re so fucked up.
Buddha, don’t you have a box of seconds from Taiwan to unpack? MM’s a pseudo-intellectual? OMF, you really are a ditz. I’ll let the M-Man address that ‘observation’ and await his reply with great relish (and a side order of Dijon mustard).
Selfies – Attention Whoredom at Its Worst. We need some ‘selfie’ Daleks to roam the streets screeching: ‘EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!’ and blowing up cell phones if they see anyone taking one.