I don’t know about Putin…
… but when I find Anger rearin’ its head, nothing makes me feel better than a combination of two or more of the following:
1) going running
2) watching an action/violence flick (in this case, Starship Troopers)
3) eating a bit of good chocolate
4) venting to a friend
Thankfully, tonight I was in the position to do ALL of them. And I have to say that I feel a bit better-prepared to sleep tonight. Not happy, but OK for slumber. And after I finish watching Johnny Rico and the gang shoot up some Bugs, I should be golden.
If you missed the whole “Putin rears his head” thing, check it out here (you’ll just have to wait to get past the Salon.com advertising screen… I apologize for my poor choice of link).
Back to a bit of the old ultra-violence for me (and that’s one movie I don’t have on DVD. I’ll need to rectify that sooner rather than later.)
2 commentsYe ads of olde (and other frightening tales)
I’ve been noticing a few blogs/sites lately that have been posting images of old-time advertisements that are pretty damn creepy. The focus of the creepiness seems to be overt misogyny (hmph - like that’s ever been a problem), but a baby with a razor is rather disturbing as well. At least it’s an illustration and not a photo.
Mental_floss just linked to a selection of ten of the creepiest including these (click for full-size - really, do):
And the gossip blog Jezebel has a collection of what they call “oldies but goodies” with these horrifying examples:
There’s some overlap on this Daily Mail (UK) page entitled, “The outrageously politically incorrect adverts from the time equality forgot” but a few additionally crazy ones (which were collected in a postcard book called “You Mean A Woman Can Open It?: The Woman’s Place In The Classic Age Of Advertising” - seems to be out of print as it’s selling for $35 via sellers on Amazon):
