Night of the Living Dead

We Teech Crypticle Race Theery!!!

leeduigon(patty)March 25, 2022

Iff yiu reed “the” News thenn yiu know this heer No-good cuontry it is fulled of Hater Biggits whoo “are” all Wyte Peeple thay oppresz Evry Boddy “and” it Is Socile Jutstus to putt themb Daown so thay Caint do “it” enny Moar!!!!!

Heer at collidge we has a Spacial Coarse in Crypticle Race Theery,, no One “is” aloud not To taik It!!!! And Lessin One,, the frist Thing yiu lurn, “it is” to whatch this heer Moovy it is caled “The” “Nite” “Of” the Livving Deadd”!”!” Becose then yiu lurn Somb thing yiu “diddnt” Know!!!!!

See, peeple whoo Identrify as Wyte thay “Are” not Alyve!!!!!! Thay are jist Zombees who “go” arauond Eeting reel Peapil!!!!!! it “is” Horrabul!!!!!!!!!

But Crypticle Race Theery it teeches yiu haow “to” sea thuru awl “the” lyes and Then yiu knowe that Wyte Peoaeple thay “are ” Evel and awl thay Do “is” Oppresz reel lyve poeples so thay Can eet themb!!!!! Awl Wytes thay are Bad and awl piepul Not Wyte thay “are” Goood!!!!!

And then somb Hater ((i doughnt knoew Haow he gott “in” thare!!”) he sayed “”Butt awl the peeeple In “this” roomb,, thay awl “Are” Wyte!”! Dose that meene Awl “of” yiu, yiu are Rasist Biggits aslo?!?”?” Kneedliss to say,, whe awl beet himb Up!!!!

We can’not has Socile Jutstus in Amairacka untill we Get Ridd “of” awl themb Zombees!!!!!!

Fashion Model Zombies

leeduigon(patty)February 22, 2018

[Thanks (I think) to Linda for the news tip]

Behold the Gucci FallWinter 2018/2019 Full Fashion Show. If you missed Night of the Living Dead, this will fill its place nicely. (http://www.nowtheendbegins.com/gucci-models-milan-fashion-week-featured-cyborg-carrying-severed-head-feminist-message/)

Director Alessandro Michele, apparently a walking advertisement for what’s wrong with Europe and why it won’t survive, has his models parade around a hospital bed in what looks like an operating theater. His message, they say, is a kind of “Cyborg Manifesto”–why does every pile of driveling dopes have a “manifesto”?–stating that we are whatever we carve and drug and mutilate ourselves to be: ain’t no reality no more, only “constructs.” There especially ain’t no male and female anymore. That was God’s idea, and we’re not buying it.

May I be excused?

What really caught my attention was the hostile expression on the models’ faces, sort of like Sonny Liston at a weigh-in. Fashion models used to smile. These all glower. They all need a good swift kick in the pants. One of them carries a severed head that resembles her own. Hot dog.

As for the, er, garments, I very much doubt I will ever see any of these being worn by an actual person. Some of them don’t even fit. In the words of the toddler who wouldn’t eat his sloppy joe, “It’s poop!”

We would be very, very wise to keep this particular culture rot out of America, if we possibly can.

Memory Lane: Bosco Syrup

leeduigon(patty)September 26, 2016

Wow! How many of us grew up drinking this?

For those spring chickens under 50, I am about to speak in mysteries.

The main use for Bosco was to stir it into milk, which encouraged kids to drink it. Milk in those sweet days came in bottles and was delivered to your house by the milkman, who took the empties from the milk-box on your doorstep and replaced them with whatever your order was.

If you just had to have milk that wasn’t in a glass bottle, you could get it in cartons from milk machines. In our town there was a milk machine every several blocks. I loved those! Milk was a quarter, and the machines were on these wooden platforms–which, after a number of years, would rot and have to be replaced. But before the dairy company could put on a new platform, all you needed was a jackknife or a sharp stick, and you were rich, rich, rich! It was amazing how many quarters slipped out of people’s fingers and through the cracks in the platform. Bosco, schmosco! Gimme a rotted-out milk machine platform any day. An hour’s poking around down there was better than an extra birthday!

Well, yeah, the Bosco was nice, too.

Cool piece of trivia: Bosco syrup was used to simulate blood in two black-and-white movie classics: Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho and George Romero’s Night of the Living Dead.

I’m glad nobody told me that in 1959.