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Smile away the Depression! Smile us into Prosperity! Wear a Smilette! This wonderful little gadget will solve the problems of the Nation! Apply now at your Chamber of Commerce or the Republican National Committee Warning--Do not risk Federal arrest by looking glum!
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Kiddies just Kiddies. A Magazine for the Kiddies. "We Do Our Parents" In this issue: "Penthouse Passion." "Secrets of a Sadist." "Life Begins at 4." 20 New Cocktail Recipes. "Helping Mother."
a snapshot of history, a page of humor from 1934 ... I think that's suppose to be Garbo on the front page.
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Gandhi Receives an Invitation to Play Strip Poker.
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Half a Million. Your too can learn to play your favorite piccolo without a teacher. Easy as X-Y-C. Yes, over half a million delighted men and women all over the world have learned to play the piccolo this quick way. Half a million--what a giant piccolo orchestra that would make! Many of this half million didn't know one note from another--or even two others. In three hours she was playing, "Flossie on the flute."
There's dough in my hair, flour on my fingers.
Lick them clean. These fingers. I'm leaving.
Kiss me clean. Obscene what this finger stirs
in you. All day long you've seen me making
flat bread. Lavash. Song of cracked wheat. Fable
of dough rolled flat, slapped against the Tonir's
brick wall. The dead's flat food and what the skull
won't eat I will. Breathe in all these odors.
Simple smells at night fall imbued with grief.
When you make bread, you make me; when you roll
dough flat you touch me. I'm leaving; come clean
me one last time. My lips, my flesh, this brief
hint at soul. I'll be ghostly so soon. Soul,
love me like this: obscene, obscene, obscene.
notes:
Lavash is a popular flat bread in Armenia. Tonir is a stone oven used to cook the bread, similar to an Indian Tandoor.
Text: "Daleks have no concept of elegance." "This is obvious." "You are wearing flares! You cannot conquer the universe with disco fever!"
& I yanked your hair until you whimpered
& moaned. I call this, too, a sacred act.
This queer cheer. Odd? Odd that the only pact
between us was no pact at all. Squandered
without ache, spurt or need. Without my root
in your root cellar; stretch marks, scabs, stubborn
scars. Proof that the euphoric brute in Brute
Love is still love. Worship all that return
to yearn for a blinding flash. Milky spurts.
Spasms. Second comings. “Cum unto me.”
I did. Past tense squander. I am a thing
of dusk; a thing that divides & perverts
both day & night. Even murk is holy.
All this demotic. All this queer hexing.
[ID Summary: A tweet about a political peaceful protest in Guernica protesting the genocide of Palestine. In 1937, Nazis bombed a village for Franco's Spanish Nationalists, because the Nazis saw it as a center of resistance against fascism.
86 years later, descendants of the village show solidarity with Palestinians and protest the genocide of Palestine.
There is a video included with the protesters holding up several different colored flags, which, when held to be viewed from above, form the Palestine National Flag.]
The town's name is Gernika, by the way. "Guernica" is the Spanishised spelling that Franco forced on us when he rose to power and tried to erase our language and culture from existence.
Not to derail the post, but Gernika wasn't bombed because "it was the center for the resistance against fascism" - it was a tiny rural town - but to kill Basque civilians as psychological warfare. Friendly reminder that Gernika was bombed on a market day - meaning not only Gernika locals were there, but lots of people from the surroundings - and that the town was hosting the survivors of the bombing of Durango. The town was packed with women, elderly, children, and wounded. Center of the resistance my ass.
Also, it was a calculated attack against one of the biggest and oldest Basque symbols: the Tree of Gernika, that represents our old laws and traditions since before the Middle Ages. Gernika burnt for three days and three nights, but the tree and Basque people survived.
So the fact that innocent civilians in Gaza are being pruposely murdered echoes especially loudly in Gernika.
Text: As the Bard intended! More love! More Drama! More Xenomorphs! The Tragedy of King Henry VI Nachkt: the Alien Queen that brought an empire to Rack and Ruin. It's no use calling him, "good Suffolk." What? How the hell do you think I wouldn't notice that you two are having an affair at court? Maybe there's another eight foot tall alien queen that Suffolk is causing major embarrassment with?
Meet me near the mine shaft. We'll put “anal”
back in “Bacchanal.” You know my wet-wired
flesh, fat stall-fed steak, the hole in my skull
that lets the gods in. All that you've desired
is here; two palm's worth, plucked from the motley
pelt of some goat; unkempt, tangle-haired, lop
-legged, chewing on the bark of yon gnarly,
oaken bough. I'm the “bop” in your “She Bop.”
The thrill you seek every Sunday in church.
Gods are a dime a dozen. But this thrill?
This kiss? This holy rude exchange? It's this
that you want. Dreams to make you gasp and lurch
out of bed, goat dreams, god dreams, dreams to spill,
to flood. Come. The one faith I follow: bliss.
New friend, new family member, I found him stranded, hungry, wet, crying and lonely...
In the trenches of kakuma refugee camp this little cute kittie 😺 abides, lost all his family, just like many of refugees.
So I decided to turn him family, much as I wanna be loved, same applies to this little guy, much as I wanna be protected, fed, covered, same applies for this little kittie 😺. Thanks..!
Reblogging for all the adorable kitties in our lives. Blessings!
I was ... Intimate ... with Satan! Why should they make me feel ASHAMED? as endorsed by j. edgar hoover obey the comic code authority, puny humans!
Real Stories of True Romance Was it the drinking water of Sioux Falls? or was it ... Methamphetamine magazine "Meth. We're on it," and other survival tips for living in South Dakota as endorsed by J. Edgar Hoover Obey the Comic Code Authority, puny Earthlings.
Cynthia Doyle, Nurse in Love "Conversion therapy will save her! We must send her to the State Asylum!" "No! She's not mentally ill! I'll find her trouble ... give me time!" "We don't even know who her husband is! It's helpless!" "It's 2023 and I still can't believe that we have to deal with this sh*t."
Notes:
Cynthia Doyle, Nurse in Love, was an actual comic from 1967. For the most part I enjoy tweaking existing dialogue in order to produce something droll because the 1950s were a burning racist, sexist, homophobic hellscape, as depicted in so much of their pop culture ... the fact that there are people in 2023 who deeply wish to bring back "them good ol' days," makes this cover far more depressing than I intended. I include the original cover here for the comparisons.
Exotic Romances "Just once before I die, Antoine, take me to the Eiffel Tower!" "I didn't join the Navy for double penetration, Barbara." The girl from Boise, Idaho, had heard of Ménage à trois But Chip and Antoine were less than curious! "Back to the sea, little fish!" as endorsed by J. Edgar Hoover Obey the Comic Code Authority, puny Earthlings.
Roy Cohn's wacky shenanigans with the ... Chamber of Chills "I have irrefutable proof that mummies have infiltrated the State Department and other federal agencies." J. McCarthy 8 out of 10 Mad Scientists Agree! as endorsed by J. Edgar Hoover Obey the Comic Code Authority, puny Earthlings.
