Saturday, December 20, 2008
The secret word is Crank
Friday, December 19, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Finn is a new arrival at the Doc40 household. He is five months old, a trainee terrorist and quite a handful, and he came to me from an animal rescue group with the help of his Three Godmothers. For a while I wondered if to adopt him so soon was disrespecting the memory of the sorely missed Newton, but I was persuaded by my friends that a new kitten would point me outward, and I think they were right.
A week ago today, I ran a picture of Elizabeth Taylor in Suddenly Last Summer for no really good reason except that it was there and I liked it. Our pal Valerie in Barcelona responded with this great shot which, one can only assume, was taken a while later after the scene wrapped. Valerie also noted in the accompanying email, “Had always seemed like Italy to me probably because of shades of Pasolini. Till a visit a couple of years ago to S'Agaró, once a wild and wonderful place along the coast, where they still remember the filming. You can imagine the excitement for a tiny village in 50s Franco and church controlled Spain. The little Catalan boys who ate Montgomery Clift....”
The secret word is Falange
Davey Graham -- RIP
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
As some of you already know I have a schoolboy weakness for the entire mythology of Nazi space exploration, secret bases, and the Flugelrad (the Nazi flying saucer.) I totally indulged this fixation in the fourth and (so far) final Victor Renquist vampire novel, Underland – and if you haven’t read it, you really should. Our pal Jon emailed me a whole bunch of stuff under the general rubric of diesel-punk which included a link to this movie-in-production titled Iron Sky which really looks like fabulous stuff for those who like that sort of thing. Click here to watch a trailer, and here for the webpage.
The secret word is Achtung
Monday, December 15, 2008
Yesterday we all had a good laugh when Muntadar al-Zeidi hurled his shoes at George Bush, and today some political activist sent me an email suggesting that we all send old shoes to Bush at the White House. It seemed, for a few minutes, to be a suitably goofy idea, but then the realization fell on me like a great weight that to think of George Bush as goofy is a dangerous mistake. He is a deadly combination of arrogance, ignorance, criminality, and uncaring incompetence, and that is something we should never forget. The cynical attempt to whitewash his disastrous presidency with the current Bush Legacy Project won’t fly. The man cannot plausibly reinvent himself as our first Dear Leader of the 21st century, but, at the same time, for him to be reduced to a figure of fun – the doofus who couldn’t get a book deal – is so much more than he deserves that it has to be rejected out of hand. The man is evil. He started two wars, wasted thousands of lives, attempted to create an American police state, left New Orleans to drown, and wantonly destroyed the national economy. Even now he is sowing a minefield of presidential orders to make the cleanup in the aftermath of his regime as difficult as possible. George Bush should probably be tried as war criminal, but US politics are such that this is unlikely to happen. But, for chrissakes, don’t let’s remember him with a smile.
The secret word is Iniquity
Sunday, December 14, 2008
In which Marilyn, working as a fifth columnist for the Albert Hoffman Brigade of the Dionysian Red Legion, infiltrates the CAPCOM base of the government troops with the intention of using her goddess wiles for subvert the rank and file grunts, and sapping their will to fight before the inevitable battle when the rebels come down from the mountains. She experiences a moment of panic, however, when the sergeant wraps the silk scarf around her neck. Could he be a Thugee-trained strangler of Kali? But no. He has no idea of her true identity or mission. He’s just trying to buy her good will with gifts. Next thing, he’ll be offering her cigarettes, chocolate, and nylons. She knows she will easily bend him to her will. Hasta la victoria siempre.
We all seem to have heard about the Iraqi reporter who called George Bush a "dog" and threw his shoes at him earlier today. Our lovely friend Valerie sent a visual comment on what might have been if the reporter had proved more adventurous in his choice of footwear.
The secret word is Heel
(If you haven’t heard the story, click here.)