
The secret word is Drawers
Mick Farren has personal observations on the horror, the horror.



The following story of how a half million airtight coffins like the one above have been stockpiled in Atlanta, Georgia, was supplied by Kass, and very few positive aspects immediately present themselves as we read “apparently the Government is expecting a half million people to die relatively soon, and the Atlanta Airport is a major airline traffic hub, probably the biggest in the country, which means Georgia is a prime base to conduct military operations and coordination. It is also the home of the CDC, the Center for Disease Control. I don’t want to alarm anyone, but usually you don’t buy 500,000 plastic coffins “just in case something happens.” (Click for the full story on video.)
The secret word is Dubious



The idea in the following story (supplied by Elf Hellion) that humanity will, over next millennium, divide into Herbert George Wells' Eloi and Morlocks poses a couple of problems for the Doc who sprawls discontentedly. For a start, I kinda figured humanity was already devolving into 500 lb snack-gorging Fox-watchers, and those of still capable of at least minimal reason and empathy. There’s also the fact that, on a bad day, I can hardly believe the human race will survive past lunchtime.

37 wolves had been slaughtered since the Bush Administration stripped them of their endangered species protection in March. Now a terrible new milestone has been reached: 106 wolves have been killed in the past 118 days. That's close to one wolf killed every day. And if Wyoming, Idaho and Montana have their way, at least 900 wolves -- nearly 60 percent of the population -- could be exterminated this fall, when a massive public hunt begins. Make no mistake: This will be the very last summer for many of Yellowstone's wolves -- unless immediate action is taken to stop the killing. Tourists visiting Yellowstone have been horrified to learn that the very wolves they've traveled hundreds and thousands of miles to see are being gunned down just outside the park. Hundreds of tourists a day are signing petitions to protest the slaughter. The Natural Resources Defense Council (NRDC), is circulating those petitions in the park and taking court action -- along with 11 other conservation groups -- to compel the Bush Administration to restore protection for the wolves. Click to sign petition, and Click to donate.
The secret word is Help

Commenting on Wednesday’s post “Fuck The New Yorker and It’s Lame-Ass Cover”, Mark Haspam forcibly reminded me how much of a loss we suffered when Bill Hicks died and how much we need him after eight years of Bush. The democratic process is already giving me a headache, but here’s a classic clip to remind us of the absolute essentials.
The secret word is Deprived






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Doug The Bass sent over this highly unique, early picture of the oh-so lamented Frank Zappa with the original Mothers of Invention actually playing a high school dance for frugging youth. Who are the Brain Police? But, more important, who the hell is the seated guitar player?
The secret words are Green Genes

“LAKE WORTH, Texas (AP) — A teenager jailed on accusations that he delivered drug-laced cookies to a dozen police stations was released Thursday after tests showed no drugs in goodies taken to two departments.
Blue Mound and Lake Worth police said tests by the Tarrant County medical examiner showed there were no controlled substances in cookies delivered this week by Christian V. Phillips, 18, who had been jailed in Lake Worth on $75,000 bond on a charge of tampering with a consumer product.
Phillips walked quickly out of the jail without commenting while accompanied by his father, who then drove away with his son.” Click for more
The secret word is Huh?

From the Fort Worth Star Telegram (with another pic the source of which I blanked out. See yesterday.)
"A Watauga teenager was arrested Tuesday after he delivered cookies laced with LSD to the Lake Worth police Department, officials said.
Christian Phillips, 18, of Watauga may have delivered drug-tainted cookies and candy to a dozen area police departments, based on a list he was carrying that named 25 departments with 12 of them checked off, police said.
Watauga police ate all the cookies taken to them.
A basket was delivered Monday to the Fort Worth Police Department’s downtown headquarters, and at least three officers, including a sergeant and a detective, ate some of the items, Fort Worth police said.
Fort Worth and Watauga police are investigating whether the food they received was drugged and whether any of the officers who ate it suffered adverse reactions, authorities said.
Investigators believe the teen may have started dropping off the baskets with candy and cookies about a week ago. The baskets included a logo indicating that they were from Mothers Against Drunk Driving, or MADD.
But Lake Worth police were ready for Phillips. MADD officials had called the Lake Worth department Tuesday morning after they learned that someone had been delivering the baskets to area police departments, claiming to be from that agency.
MADD officials said they had nothing to do with the baskets.
Phillips was arrested about 11 a.m. Tuesday at the Lake Worth police station when he attempted to drop off a basket of cookies and peppermint candy, saying they came from MADD.
Phillips remained in the Lake Worth Jail late Tuesday on suspicion of possession of a controlled substance."
The secret word is Getaway

(I kinda felt obligated after all the Google searches that have been initiated since we published the infamous Katy Manning nude-with-Dalek pic in May of 2007.)

A couple of days ago, I posted a nostalgic print ad for the Dick Tracy Two-Way Wrist Radio. This prompted Lost Jimmy and ib to bring up the subject of those damned sea monkeys that they used to advertise on the back of comic books. Sea monkeys were supposedly these small sentient beings who lived in miniature 1950s tract homes, watched microscopic TV sets, ate tiny TV dinners, and drank miniscule martinis, and every kid wanted a family of them, except, in the form that they were advertised, they never really existed. The first time I sent off for some sea monkeys, nothing happened. The second time, I received a bunch of lousy brine shrimp that were nothing like creatures in the advertising, and would no more watch TV than fly in the air. At the same time, I had my first indication that the adult world – despite all of its father-knows-best moral posturing – was the habitat of crooks and liars and totally couldn’t be trusted. Since that time, like-minded crooks and liars in the adult world have given me Dadaist drug laws, a handful of bloody wars, a mess of assassination conspiracies, oil dependency, and a ruined planet. (And I still think of the forces ranged against my perception of reason as the adult world. I guess a petulant teenager still lurks somewhere inside me, complete with shades and a turned up collar.)
The secret word is Deceit


It’s pure Michael Corleone. “Just as I thought I was out…etc.” I mean, I thought I’d closed the file on the End of the World (as we know it or otherwise) but then Sabrina sent me this item about the Large Hadron Collider in France, and how it might create black holes that would eat the planet (although Stephen Hawking says it isn’t so.)
"MEYRIN, Switzerland (June 29) - The most powerful atom-smasher ever built could make some bizarre discoveries, such as invisible matter or extra dimensions in space, after it is switched on in August. But some critics fear the Large Hadron Collider could exceed physicists' wildest conjectures: Will it spawn a black hole that could swallow Earth? Or spit out particles that could turn the planet into a hot dead clump?" (Click for full story)
The secret word is Quark


I just couldn’t resist posting this. Along with the blurb from the Cinefamily newsletter that follows. (The Cinefamily are reviving this monster next Saturday at the Silent Movie Theatre here in Hollywood.)
"The one-and-only Rudy Ray Moore aka Dolemite aka Petey Wheatstraw drives the cinema train straight off the tracks with Disco Godfather, the world's only kung fu dance party anti-angel- dust comedy. Rudy stars as an ex-cop turned popular DJ/nightclub owner, who grabs the viewer's attention by the kidneys from his first astounding and jiggly purple-suited entrance. When his nephew gets all strung out on PCP, hallucinating something fierce, he dives headfirst into the equally ridiculously garbed underworld to investigate, to almost no positive effect whatsoever. The film is a trademark heady mix of kick-ass distended elements, a blend of serious anti-drug talk, dance, martial arts and Rudy's repetitive catchphrases ("Put A Little Slide In Yo' Glide" and the truly haunting "Put Your Weight On It!"), which moved one anonymous Internet reviewer to write: "This movie was like witnessing the Civil War. It was loud, hard to understand what people were saying, and downright horrifying."
The secret word is Bad


But what better way to follow the paranormal with this truly bizarre clip of an Elvis Presley stadium show in Detroit in 1957? (Sent by BillH)
Or this equally absurd dope story (see yesterday) from Munz.

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