OK, so I’m just a little “fabulous.”

“Plus sized” is out, “fabulously sized” is in.  This is the latest spin from K-Mart:

Now, in a push to move beyond labels, Kmart is calling their line of plus-size fashions “Fabulously Sized.” This comes at a time when body-positivity and inclusivity is on the rise with fashion shows adding curvier models and celebs fighting back against body shaming.

Curvier models?  Curvier?  Only if they’re trying to hook up with one of these guys:

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Tip from the ever-skeptical Sarah Hoyt at the Instapundit.

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You can see a lot just by looking*

Any lawyer or successful bureacrat will tell you to never ask a question you don’t already know the answer to.  Some folks aren’t that smart:

It was a strange moment of triumph against racism: The gun-slinging white supremacist Craig Cobb, dressed up for daytime TV in a dark suit and red tie, hearing that his DNA testing revealed his ancestry to be only “86% European, and … 14% Sub-Saharan African.”

The studio audience whooped and laughed and cheered. And Cobb — who was, in 2013, charged with terrorizing people while trying to create an all-white enclave in North Dakota — reacted like a sore loser in the schoolyard.

“Wait a minute, wait a minute, hold on, just wait a minute,” he said, trying to put on an all-knowing smile. “This is called statistical noise.”

Does this make Cobb–to use a white nationalist phrase–a “self-hating race traitor?”

I’m reminded of Holmes in “A Scandal in Bohemia” saying “It is a capital mistake to theorize before one has data.”

Tip from Tom Knighton at PJ Media, by way of Sarah Hoyt at Instapundit.

*the Yogi never disappoints.

UpdateThis cuts both ways.

I found out I was White. Not just 13% White, my husband’s percentage when he too completed the ancestry composition report. Not just 25% White, since the average amount of DNA in an African American’s genome traced back to West Africa is about 75%. I was damn near 1/3 White. That’s significant.

Of course, this nice lady fellow**can always fall back on the “one drop” principle, that standard promoted by 19th century white slavers and 21st century African Americans.

Tip straight from the Instapundit himself.

**Speed reading is one of my more egregious faults.

Hipsterism, explained

Lesbian, or just hipster? Hard to tell these days.

I would need a heart of stone not to laugh (starting with the title, no less!).

Here’s my semi-obligatory lame joke:  A hipster is the sort of car owner who, when told to “Go fast,” starves himself for the rest of the week.

Tip from the Instapundit, who is hip, rather than hipster.

Calculus as a Microagression

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Shield yourself.

Yesterday I was cautioned by the recounting of an event that occurred in our College of Business.  It seems that a lecturer was explaining a concept that required either averaging or the area under a curve, and resorted to writing an integral on the board, by way of illustration.  This was NOT a demonstration of technique, nor an explanation of how to perform calculations required in the course, rather just background.  However, one student–correctly recalling that calculus was not a prerequisite–took umbrage; he wrote a letter of complaint to the Dean!  Holy hellfire sh!t! Just last week I spent 10 minutes explaining to my calculus-averse biostatistics students how the standard normal table was constructed (integration does not conquer all).  I had no idea I was skating so close to the edge.  Probably because I’m an idiot or a lunatic.

Man Invents Fire, Women and Minorities Hardest Hit

No, really.

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I suppose men standing around the barbecue burning meat and drinking beer is just another ritual of the Patriarchy.

Mark Twain was hip to this sort of thinking over a century ago:

In the space of one hundred and seventy-six years the Lower Mississippi has shortened itself two hundred and forty-two miles. That is an average of a trifle over one mile and a third per year. Therefore, any calm person, who is not blind or idiotic, can see that in the Old Oolitic Silurian Period, just a million years ago next November, the Lower Mississippi River was upwards of one million three hundred thousand miles long, and stuck out over the Gulf of Mexico like a fishing-rod. And by the same token any person can see that seven hundred and forty-two years from now the lower Mississippi will be only a mile and three-quarters long. . . . There is something fascinating about science. One gets such wholesale returns of conjecture out of such a trifling investment of fact.

–Life on the Mississippi

GPS makes you stupid

Get your face outta that stupid screen!  The latest First World Problem is  Death by GPS:

Most death-by-GPS incidents do not involve actual deaths—or even serious injuries. They are accidents or accidental journeys brought about by an uncritical acceptance of turn-by-turn commands: the Japanese tourists in Australia who drove their car into the ocean while attempting to reach North Stradbroke Island from the mainland; the man who drove his BMW down a narrow path in a village in Yorkshire, England, and nearly over a cliff; the woman in Bellevue, Washington, who drove her car into a lake that their GPS said was a road; the Swedish couple who asked GPS to guide them to the Mediterranean island of Capri, but instead arrived at the Italian industrial town of Carpi; the elderly woman in Belgium who tried to use GPS to guide her to her home, 90 miles away, but instead drove hundreds of miles to Zagreb, only realizing her mistake when she noticed the street signs were in Croatian.

Apparently “the map is not the territory” isn’t taught in modern schools.

Tip from the Instapundit.

Update:  The PC (psychologically correct) term is cognitive miserliness, but it just means that your smartphone, like the GPS, is making you stupid.

Tip from Joanne Jacobs, doggedly trying to educate the educators.

Another Update:  It turns out your cellphone is making your kids stupid.

Tip from Drudge, who can’t even spell permalink.