(0954) Well, there goes most of Sunday morning … posted the music 0538, crashed, just awoke … so that’s a solid four hours of sleep! Wow. Sad that at our age, we count that as a win … and no aching bones? (1050)

 

15. Think this was part of Andrew Torba’s article … on X

14. Students actually marching for a good cause for once

13. The university (college) games we played

I’m afraid I must admit to readers that I was at four tertiary institutions, graduated at two of em, kicked out of the other two … ended up professoring at a fifth. At one of em, the tutor decided to play a little game she’d devised … it was all about buying and selling, a la Monopoly, and I’m pleased or not to say that I was not arf bad at it.

However, certain things were noticeable. For a start, the girls, who were half the group roll, were over-represented among the “winners” still standing (don’t forget that this was a woke left game decades ago) and the “losers”, meaning those who refused to lie and cheat their mates out of their portion of the spoils, were overwhelmingly male … idea was that if they dropped below a certain “poverty line”, they were made to go into a “jail” and just sit there, twiddling thumbs.

I was still out there in the corridors and dealing rooms, with a tidy pile, was approached by one girl, I remember, who took me for a fellow headkicker and step-over-your-dead-grandmother type. Suddenly, I said, “Here,” and gave her all my chips. This was not unlike decades later during lockdown, as an unvaxxed Untermensch, whilst the later-to-die-in-droves Vaxxed were free to go anywhere, including to the cafe/canteen for sustenance.

It was an interesting game … give the lady tutor that. The girl I gave the chips to was utterly shocked and mystified … what was the trick? How had I gypped her? I hadn’t … I may have looked like a swindler type to many, too fast talking by arf, but I’d had enough of living like an animal of no morals, so I walked into jail before the stasi even got to me. It was rough in some ways in there but they left me alone after awhile … miserable, glaring sod I was … went into solitary … theory was that any in there would become a mental wreck, being a pariah, no one speaking to the poor sod.

You know where this is going … it was blessed relief, peaceful in my solitary cell, a bit open to the elements but otherwise fine.

12. Tale of Andrew van Swol (on X)

11. Noticing a strange change at X

They seem to be giving blue ribbon Xers the facility to write lengthy blogposts such as this below … I’ve reposted a few so far, thinking hmmmm, they seem quite lengthy, these pieces. Nothing wrong with that of course, whilst we ordure-kickers get curtailed, reach-suppressed etc. … I’m fine with that … going to tell you a little tale in Sun 13.

https://t.co/kHc0U1W7BU

— Andrew Torba (@BasedTorba) January 18, 2026