Humor and Drollness

Here is some of the humorous stuff I have encountered out there in web 2.0. Further implementation of delicious stacks embedment in my blog.

Delicious.com – [Drollness. Humor links.]It's tough enough to find something funny. Here is some stuff I like.

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Esoteric Wackiness Links

This is the first of my embeds of Delicious “stacks”, groupings of my bookmarks on various subjects near and dear to my heart and spleen. This first, some raving wacko stuff about conspiracies, ufo’s marginal religions and so forth. Fun for the whole kibbutz.

Delicious.com – [Esoteric Wackiness]A compendium of the out there and conspiratorial.

Kodak Files for Bankruptcy

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This is epochal news, indeed. This is like reading “Gutenberg abandons printing business”. Kodak started the whole thing only 130 years ago with their “brownie” camera. And now they are bankrupt. That is the Tao for you, in the immortal words of Katy Perry “you’re up, then you’re down.”

I was always bored by the idea of developing photos, particularly the expense, so I didn’t really get into photography until digital cameras came along, and then I dived in. I found that this medium suited me more than anything as a means for keeping a record of my perceptions to some unknown end. Now we can record everything all the time and create a past that is tangible and accessible like we always thought it should be. Perhaps, once everything is catalogued and digitized it will magically coalesce and start a new big bang. When everything is known, the package can be wrapped and presented to God, who will then know why he made it all in the first place.

And poor ol’ Kodak will have done its bit. Not to mention the fact that they made a hell of a lot of money before going obsolete. In the words of that precious poseur, Shelley

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!’
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away”.

Eastman Kodak Files for BankruptcyEastman Kodak said early Thursday that it filed for bankruptcy protection, as the 131-year-old film pioneer struggled to adapt to an increasingly digital world. As part of its filing, made in the federal bankruptcy court in the Southern District of New York, Kodak will seek to continue selling a portfolio of 1,100 digital imaging patents to raise cash for its loss-making operations.

Eastman Kodak – Wikipedia, the free encyclopediaFrom Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia Eastman Kodak Company (NYSE: EK) (commonly known as Kodak) is a multinational imaging and photographic equipment, materials and services company headquartered in Rochester, New York, United States and incorporated in New Jersey.[3] It was founded by George Eastman in 1892.

 

Stuffed. Taxidermy and other curiosities

I saw a post on my friend Esmerelda Kent’s Facebook page and got on this taxidermy kick. I decided to include a gallery of some photos I took in Porto in 2010 and Paris in 2011 of examples of the taxidermist’s art. The Porto exhibition was in the Museum of Natural History, tucked away in a neglected corner. The animals were all pretty dusty and disheveled and there was a miasma in the air, a desperate funk of obscurity and moldy leather.

There is no further justification for this post. Just that this is what I was viewing as I was re-acquainting myself with the world online this morning.

 The Squirrels in the Funeral Home

My Own “Stuffed Gallery”

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A Fairly Disgusting Duck-stuffing tutorial. Now you know. Don’t ask me again.

Ekranoplan, Gibson's Zero History

Like this guy, Mark Boss, I encountered this thing, the ekranoplan, in the pages of William Gibson’s latest book “Zero History”. I have been a huge fan of William Gibson ever since my friend Jonathan Formula (deviser of the bass line to Tuxedomoon’s “The Stranger” and sound engineer for Snakefinger and Captain Beefheart) told me about him in 1985. I have all of Gibson’s books. I have read all of them at least twice. I regret to say that I didn’t like this latest very much. I just couldn’t get behind all of this Gibsonian fiction whose central quest was the manufacturer of a “secret brand” of jeans. Very cool, very canny, sure, but mostly boring. In any case, my concentration span becomes more gnat-like with each hour spent online, so maybe I’ll like it better on the second reading.

Here is a review of “Zero History” by William Gibson

Book Review – Zero History – By William GibsonWhen I first heard that the had brought in a group of science fiction writers to brainstorm new ways that terrorists might attack America, something changed for me forever. I realized this was one of the first news stories I had ever totally believed – in part because it was like something from fiction.

and this on the Ekranoplan

Chimp With Pencil: The Curious EkranoplanThe craft pictured above isn't a sea plane. It's an ekranoplan, or sea skimmer. And it's a very curious vehicle. I first read about the ekranoplan in one of William Gibson's novels. Gibson is usually three steps ahead, and one step diagonal, of most writers and I admire how he integrates wonderfully obscure technology into his work.

And finally this excellent video of the bizarre craft itself, skimming the waters

 

Ekranoplan, Gibson’s Zero History

Like this guy, Mark Boss, I encountered this thing, the ekranoplan, in the pages of William Gibson’s latest book “Zero History”. I have been a huge fan of William Gibson ever since my friend Jonathan Formula (deviser of the bass line to Tuxedomoon’s “The Stranger” and sound engineer for Snakefinger and Captain Beefheart) told me about him in 1985. I have all of Gibson’s books. I have read all of them at least twice. I regret to say that I didn’t like this latest very much. I just couldn’t get behind all of this Gibsonian fiction whose central quest was the manufacturer of a “secret brand” of jeans. Very cool, very canny, sure, but mostly boring. In any case, my concentration span becomes more gnat-like with each hour spent online, so maybe I’ll like it better on the second reading.

Here is a review of “Zero History” by William Gibson

Book Review – Zero History – By William GibsonWhen I first heard that the had brought in a group of science fiction writers to brainstorm new ways that terrorists might attack America, something changed for me forever. I realized this was one of the first news stories I had ever totally believed – in part because it was like something from fiction.

and this on the Ekranoplan

Chimp With Pencil: The Curious EkranoplanThe craft pictured above isn't a sea plane. It's an ekranoplan, or sea skimmer. And it's a very curious vehicle. I first read about the ekranoplan in one of William Gibson's novels. Gibson is usually three steps ahead, and one step diagonal, of most writers and I admire how he integrates wonderfully obscure technology into his work.

And finally this excellent video of the bizarre craft itself, skimming the waters

 

Who Keeps Destroying our Probes To Phobos?

With the destruction of yet another Russian mission to Phobos,

the tiny moon of mars whose name means “terror” in ancient Greek, one may wonder who is trying to keep us from finding out what’s there. The non-onomatopoetically named “Phobos-grunt” probe (grunt means ‘ground’ in Russian) has just crashed into the Pacific Ocean. As these clippings attest, Earth’s efforts to understand Phobos are continually thwarted. Is this just bad luck or is there something more sinister involved?  Many have claimed that the failure of the second Russian mission was due to a missile of some sort launched from Phobos and offer the probe’s final photo as proof. Who is hiding out on Phobos? (Or inside it as still others assert?) Who wants to keep us out of space? Of course, if I were an alien (as many claim) I certainly wouldn’t want the killer apes from Earth to start flooding my nice quiet galaxy. I would thwart their space efforts too. Read on for a taste of some of this wackiness.

destruction of phobos grunt

Fragments of Phobos Grunt crash into the Pacific OceanRussia's 13-ton (11.8-tonne) unmanned Phobos-Grunt interplanetary space probe that was launched from the Baikonur Cosmodrome in Kazakhstan on November 9, 2011 has reportedly burned up in the Earth's atmosphere. According to Russian Air and Space Defence Forces, the spacecraft was destroyed on Sunday, January 15th, 2012 at 1745 GMT as it made an uncontrolled re-entry and broke up 775 miles (1,250 km) west of Chile in the South Pacific.

via Gizmag

The Phobos Incident

 

The Phobos Incident – Malfunction or Early "Star Wars"?Phobos, one of the two moons of Mars, has itself always been considered a rather mysterious object, as has its smaller twin, Deimos. Joseph Shklovskii noted member of the Soviet Academy of science and co-writer with Dr Carl Sagan of 'Intelligent life in the universe', once calculated from the estimated density of the Martian atmosphere and the peculiar "acceleration" of Phobos, that the satellite must be hollow.

The Phobos Program

 

Phobos program – Wikipedia, the free encyclopediaThe Phobos (Greek: Φόβος, Russian: Фобос, Fobos) program was an unmanned space mission consisting of two probes launched by the Soviet Union to study Mars and its moons Phobos and Deimos. Phobos 2 became a Mars orbiter and returned 38 images with a resolution of up to 40 meters.

Or is The Onion correct after all?

Mars Probe Destroyed By Orbiting Spielberg-Gates Space PalaceCAPE CANAVERAL, FL—NASA officials have confirmed that the space agency's $170 million Mars Rover was destroyed Sunday by a ship-to-ship phaser fired from the defense array of the $950 billion Spielberg-Gates Space Palace, an opulent, Rhode Island-sized orbiting mansion which serves as an outer-space getaway for moviemaker Steven Spielberg and computer magnate Bill Gates.

 

 

 

Charo's Birthday

It’s charo’s birthday, bitches. She says she was born in 1951. Others beg to differ. 1941, they say. Ay ay ay! Cuchi cuchi! (and so on). Oh man, you will die from ironic anti-pleasure when you dig Sammy Davis Jr. in a headband introducing Charo on guitar, followed by some lameo comedian. Can’t have everything.Who knew she could actually do something?

Hollywood Palace with Xavier Cugat, Charo and Sammy Davis Jr.

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And on another note, here is a magnificent animation of the interior workings of a cell in the human body from Harvard.

Cell Life

Charo’s Birthday

It’s charo’s birthday, bitches. She says she was born in 1951. Others beg to differ. 1941, they say. Ay ay ay! Cuchi cuchi! (and so on). Oh man, you will die from ironic anti-pleasure when you dig Sammy Davis Jr. in a headband introducing Charo on guitar, followed by some lameo comedian. Can’t have everything.Who knew she could actually do something?

Hollywood Palace with Xavier Cugat, Charo and Sammy Davis Jr.

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And on another note, here is a magnificent animation of the interior workings of a cell in the human body from Harvard.

Cell Life

Nobody for president. some dadaist political candidates

Of course, the argument can be made that all political candidates are jokes, but that is a subject for another post. I turned up this first guy, Vermin Supreme, thought he was okay and so started to look around for some more. I have included Screaming Lord Sutch, father of them all. This guy ran his stupid Benny Hill type campaign in pretty much every English election from the 60’s until his death in 1999.

My interest in this sort of campaigning started young. In 1970, I ran for Student Council office at my high school in Pueblo, Colorado on the “Don’t Vote for Blaine” platform. No one did. My running mate was a cholo named Mingo Sena who had once pulled a knife on me. I thought he epitomized the Bizarro world perfection that was my campaign.  Here is one of the campaign flyers, incredibly saved by a friend of mine from the East High Facebook page, Melanie Osterman.

don't vote for blaine
from my 1970 campaign for student body president at East High School, Pueblo Colorado

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

First, though, Vermin Supreme.

Introducing Vermin Supreme, 2012 U.S. Presidential Candidate

and another incarnation of ol’ Vermin

 

Screaming Lord Sutch his own bad self

and the wikipedia article on the Lord

 

Screaming Lord Sutch – Wikipedia, the free encyclopediaDavid Edward Sutch (10 November 1940 – 16 June 1999), also known as "Screaming Lord Sutch, 3rd Earl of Harrow", or simply "Screaming Lord Sutch", was a musician from the United Kingdom. He was the founder of the Official Monster Raving Loony Party and served as its leader from 1983 to 1999, during which time he stood in numerous parliamentary elections.

and finally, Wavy Gravy again, talking about his “Nobody for President” campaign

 

Origins of ziggy

I just found out that Vince Taylor + The Legendary Stardust Cowboy= Ziggy Stardust. My education progresses. Learn something every day thanks to the miracle of the internets.

This

+This

 

=This

 

and there is also this, lifted from a wikipedia article, which is itself lifted from this burroughs interview.

In a Rolling Stone interview with William S. Burroughs, Bowie expanded on the Ziggy Stardust story: The time is five years to go before the end of the earth. It has been announced that the world will end because of lack of natural resources. Ziggy is in a position where all the kids have access to things that they thought they wanted. The older people have lost all touch with reality and the kids are left on their own to plunder anything. Ziggy was in a rock-and-roll band and the kids no longer want rock-and-roll. There’s no electricity to play it. Ziggy’s adviser tells him to collect news and sing it, ’cause there is no news. So Ziggy does this and there is terrible news. ‘All the young dudes’ is a song about this news. It’s no hymn to the youth as people thought. It is completely the opposite. […]The end comes when the infinites arrive. They really are a black hole, but I’ve made them people because it would be very hard to explain a black hole on stage. […]Ziggy is advised in a dream by the infinites to write the coming of a Starman, so he writes ‘Starman’, which is the first news of hope that the people have heard. So they latch onto it immediately…The starmen that he is talking about are called the infinites, and they are black-hole jumpers. Ziggy has been talking about this amazing spaceman who will be coming down to save the earth. They arrive somewhere in Greenwich Village. They don’t have a care in the world and are of no possible use to us. They just happened to stumble into our universe by black hole jumping. Their whole life is travelling from universe to universe. In the stage show, one of them resembles Brando, another one is a Black New Yorker. I even have one called Queenie, the Infinite Fox…Now Ziggy starts to believe in all this himself and thinks himself a prophet of the future starmen. He takes himself up to the incredible spiritual heights and is kept alive by his disciples. When the infinites arrive, they take bits of Ziggy to make them real because in their original state they are anti-matter and cannot exist in our world. And they tear him to pieces on stage during the song ‘Rock ‘n’ roll suicide’. As soon as Ziggy dies on stage the infinites take his elements and make themselves visible.[15]

 

 

 

Ripped apart on stage. Don’t you hate it when that happens?