Wat’s Carbon Water-N-Stuff Thread - Concepts In Iron And Wood!!!

You’ve got one life to live. Don’t screw it up with a lot of maybes, what-ifs, and could-have-beens. Focus on what you have.

~ anon.


"Screw" means "fuck." Don't fuck it up.


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Where is Hans Schmidt when you actually need him???


Fascinating toy. Think how the whingers pee themselves over such things. It's no wonder we have raised a nation of pussies and we have no one but the cunts in power to blame.


 
There is a shrill noise from libturds about "what about Britain and Japan?" and firearms. What about them? Last I checked, we don't want to be like them. Seems to some of us that the US has had to whip the shit out of each of them at different times and for different reasons.


I'm still trying to figure out how the wheels came off under The Great Society such that mass shootings started to "make sense" to some disturbed people. Where did the anger come from? Why have families disintegrated? Where went to cohesion?


WTF???


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Japan is the home of crazy stuff. Have you seen their game shows? Like the British, uptight in public and total freaks in private.
 
People don't realize that Japan isn't any sort of a "free" society despite being one of the most sought after trading partners in the world.

Depression is rampant there and the gov can't figure out why. My thought is that a "throw away" materialistic society built on the ashes of feudalism and stratified through both class/caste structuring and ritualistic abandonment of history/family has something to do with it. But that's just me, and what does a gaijin know about it anyway?

I would like to camp overnight in their "suicide forest" and walk out again the next morning. The ghost stories about the experience would be legion. The oldest continually operating inn in the world is there too, Nishiyama Onsen, in Yamanashi Prefecture. I should like to stay and star gaze while soaking in the hot springs there. Maybe I could wash away the ghosts after my overnight camping trip in the woods at the foot of Mt. Fugi.
 
People don't realize that Japan isn't any sort of a "free" society despite being one of the most sought after trading partners in the world.

Depression is rampant there and the gov can't figure out why. My thought is that a "throw away" materialistic society built on the ashes of feudalism and stratified through both class/caste structuring and ritualistic abandonment of history/family has something to do with it. But that's just me, and what does a gaijin know about it anyway?

I would like to camp overnight in their "suicide forest" and walk out again the next morning. The ghost stories about the experience would be legion. The oldest continually operating inn in the world is there too, Nishiyama Onsen, in Yamanashi Prefecture. I should like to stay and star gaze while soaking in the hot springs there. Maybe I could wash away the ghosts after my overnight camping trip in the woods at the foot of Mt. Fugi.



They also seem to be the most monolithic and least diverse socialites out there. Marching in lock-step seems to be the norm.


Here's wagering Wat sleeps amazingly soundly in the Suicide Forest.
 
They also seem to be the most monolithic and least diverse socialites out there. Marching in lock-step seems to be the norm.


Here's wagering Wat sleeps amazingly soundly in the Suicide Forest.

I would not. I'd be up all night encouraging my ghosts to join their friends and stay with them for the rest of eternity instead of with me. Ghosts with common interests ought to party together and leave us fleshies out of the deal.
 
They also seem to be the most monolithic and least diverse socialites out there. Marching in lock-step seems to be the norm.

Their society has a split right down the middle between their history and their future.

Once you get out of the city, Japanese life changes. In some ways it's better, and there's less depression. In other ways it's worse. and there's more depression.

Japanese people in the country tend to be less stressed but stuck deeper in the groove of their history regarding their "place" in Japanese society. Basically, farmers are always going to be farmers and there's no way up or out for them no matter how talented any particular individual is. The saving grace is that most of them accept this because their personalities are such that acceptance is okay.

City dwellers are overstressed because they know that no matter how hard they word, or how talented, or creative, they will always just be worker bees and never the one getting the honey. That realization brings on the depression cycle and many of them just check out. Some limit that to just checking out of the rat race, while others go camping in the suicide forest for an extended visit.

The solution is to revamp their entire society but that's not going to happen. Ever. Yet without it, there's no future for the nation or its people.
 
I would not. I'd be up all night encouraging my ghosts to join their friends and stay with them for the rest of eternity instead of with me. Ghosts with common interests ought to party together and leave us fleshies out of the deal.
No need to travel to Japan.

Try laying off from smoking those California Black Mamba THC-infused blunts.

Maybe your ghosts would then leave you in peace on their own.
 
No need to travel to Japan.

Try laying off from smoking those California Black Mamba THC-infused blunts.

Maybe your ghosts would then leave you in peace on their own.

You have no idea how many ghosts I have. Or why.

Be thankful I suffer them so you don't have to.
 
Christ complex?

For some reason I'm reluctant to accept you as my savior.

Not at all. In fact, Mr. MorningStar is quite happy with my personal views regarding faith.

I've noticed that in your file, you seem to prefer bile. (oh look, that rhymes). I wanted you to know we here at The Eternal Resort can accommodate your preferences quite easily. I believe there's even a Facebook group for those who are like minded.

Welcome to (His version of) Hotel California.
It's warmer here.
Every time of year...
 
I would not. I'd be up all night encouraging my ghosts to join their friends and stay with them for the rest of eternity instead of with me. Ghosts with common interests ought to party together and leave us fleshies out of the deal.


See, Wat has come to terms with his ghosts. There were things to learn, and they have been wrung from them and put into the Use Pile. The ghosts have all been soundly beaten witless and put into the Never Use/Never Forget Pile. Periodically, one will squawk, but then Wat wrings its neck and pounds it back where it belongs. But I do agree, they have no place here with We The Living save as examples of what we don't want to do/be.


Pity that our Bitter Resentment Munkees don't "get" that. Better them than me/us.
 
Zaporozhian Cossacks to the Turkish Sultan!

O sultan, Turkish devil and damned devil's kith and kin, secretary to Lucifer himself. What the devil kind of knight are you, that can't slay a hedgehog with your naked arse? The devil excretes, and your army eats. You will not, you son of a bitch, make subjects of Christian sons; we've no fear of your army, by land and by sea we will battle with thee, fuck your mother.

You Babylonian scullion, Macedonian wheelwright, brewer of Jerusalem, goat-fucker of Alexandria, swineherd of Greater and Lesser Egypt, pig of Armenia, Podolian thief, catamite of Tartary, hangman of Kamyanets, and fool of all the world and underworld, an idiot before God, grandson of the Serpent, and the crick in our dick. Pig's snout, mare's arse, slaughterhouse cur, unchristened brow, screw your own mother!

So the Zaporozhians declare, you lowlife. You won't even be herding pigs for the Christians. Now we'll conclude, for we don't know the date and don't own a calendar; the moon's in the sky, the year with the Lord, the day's the same over here as it is over there; for this kiss our arse!
 
Hunter dies in freak accident after bear falls from tree in Virginia

A 58-year-old man is dead after a bear fell out of a tree and struck him in what appears to be a hunting accident in Virginia, state wildlife officials said Tuesday.

The Virginia Department of Wildlife Resources confirmed to USA TODAY that a treed bear fell and struck the hunter about 9:50 a.m. on Dec. 9 in Lunenburg County.


Anyone hear from ChodeBum lately?
 
The Deep Roots of Irish Antisemitism


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When I was young, my Irish aunt used to talk about a long-distant childhood trauma in Ireland. I never quite understood what she was talking about—but when she was happy, she had quite a strong Irish accent.

Much later, I started to research the story of my family: the escape of my great-grandparents and their children from Vilna, in what is now Lithuania and was then a province of Tsar Nicholas II’s Romanov Empire. From there, their short stay in Limerick, where they were attacked and forced to leave for England, and what it all meant.

Now, more than 25 years after I researched this history—which is also my own—the Irish government has become the most active and noisy critic of the Jewish state in the entire Western world. It is much more hostile than much of the Arab world itself.

During World War II, Irish nationalists cooperated against Britain with the Nazis. Irish writers like the much-garlanded novelist Francis Stuart broadcast Nazi propaganda from Berlin. (As late as 2000, Stuart was lauded as a national treasure, and elected a Saoi—Wise One—of Aosdána, the state-sponsored association of Irish artists. During my interview with Stuart in 1997, he showed no regret for backing Adolf Hitler and reveled in quoting chilling outrageous reflections on the toxic nature of Jews.) Most notoriously, on May 2, 1945, the Irish premier Éamon de Valera and his foreign minister visited the Nazi minister in Dublin “to offer condolences” for the death of Hitler—an astonishing gesture.


And so on. Frankly, I had no idea . . . .
 
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