As a bonus, not only does the sex-crime rate fall, but so does the number of wretchedly soulful singer-songwriter ballads.

Unless they pay a king’s ransom to get fresh fish air-freighted in (which maybe would make sense if you’re the private chef of a potentate who’s very particular about fish but insists on living in Nebraska or the Swiss Alps or somewhere, but wouldn’t make economic sense otherwise), that’s how it always is anywhere far from fishing ports and fish markets.

Having said that, frozen fish isn’t terrible, just mediocre if you’re used to freshly caught fish. Though if you’re having sushi or sashimi, it’ll have been frozen if the place complies with health regulations: for fish, “sushi-grade” just means that it has spent enough time frozen to kill any potential parasites that would otherwise be killed by cooking.

Money can’t buy him the one thing he can’t have: enough.

Bugsy Malone (the all-kids 1930s-gangster pastiche), Hudson Hawk (a 1980s Bruce Willis caper film) and Dead Again (an afterlife romcom)

The latest in a line of artists who chose their stage names from formative video rentals, like Hudson Mohawke and Fred Again.

Will this buy them any Patriot interceptors?

Maybe if they sacrifice enough rare books, the Basilisk will save them

Some Polish “patriots” seemingly want a border with Russia

That’s probably the best one of these

So the appeal of the Antideutsche/Staatsräson ideology is that you get to both be and atone for your unspeakable ancestors, making modern Israel a sort of Schrödinger’s Reich?

The Spanish banana industry must be fairly recent, as in the 1960s, the largest producer of banana in Europe was said to be Iceland, largely from a few experimental greenhouses.

Are these reasonably defined laws that most businesses abide by and this guy was just playing fast and loose, or is this a case of laws drafted so that everyone’s breaking something, and then selectively enforced?

I wonder whether she really remembers every minute detail of every moment of her life, or just has the ability to imagine plausible details and an inability to know what she doesn’t remember, instead her imagination seamlessly filling in the details?

Based.

When Starmer was leading Labour, Farage was effectively the PM-in-waiting, the owners’ and right-wing media’s anointed viceroy. Now he suddenly doesn’t want to play this game any more and calls a byelection that only a joke candidate stands against him in (and looks to beat him). Given that Farage was UKIP and that all but disintegrated into a small group of angry cranks when he left, there probably isn’t much hope for a post-Farage Reform UK. The most viable candidates will jump back to the Conservative Party (which, for its fortunes, is a huge, old institution with the inherent buoyancy that that brings), and others may merge into another right-wing fringe party (the Tice mob, the one Morrissey was bigging up, some actual blood-and-soil Nazi death cult Elon Musk donates a few hundred million to, or whatever).

Didn’t even know he was in Angine de Poitrine

Oxygen is slowly killing you. It’s just better than the alternative.

Bold of them to think that people would pay extra to sit for 20 hours in economy to get to London or Sydney a few hours earlier, rather than suffering the privation of stretching their legs at an airport somewhere in the middle. On such a journey, the airport break in the middle makes the whole thing just about tolerable.

With some VPNs (Mullvad and NordVPN to name two) you can use your own clients by downloading lists of VPN relays and whatever authentication credentials the protocol uses. Though if you use the official client, it often has options beyond the protocol, such as selecting multiple hops (i.e. entering at one relay and exiting from another), disguising your traffic as another protocol (useful if you’re somewhere where VPN traffic is blocked) or padding traffic to a constant size to prevent profiling (i.e. by comparing to known video streams).

I know nothing about Carroll, but if he doesn’t turn the ALP’s fortunes around, Victoria’s going to be a Trumpist kakistocracy run by Hansonite horsepasters and/or whichever outer-suburban pentecostal headbangers now run the Liberal Party. Hope he can pull it off.