



Epic Cat is still epic.
84 year old shows his stuff at Muscle Beach.
Weaponized Victimhood: “This is not a grand battle against institutionalised injustice. This is an addiction to indignation.”
The MiniMoog made music history. Here are Parts 1 & 2 of an interesting (but flat) documentary.
Remember Walter Carlos? He flipped the switch years ago, and nobody cared. Why does anyone care about that Bruce guy?
The Ramones 31 December1977 London. Very cool, but they didn’t play Sheena.
Canadian cities in the 1950s in watercolor.
Cussing in the carnival photobooth.
Incarcerated for his opinions in the United States of America, Dinesh D’Souza has a new film out.
FWIW, The Blogmocracy had trouble migrating their blog. Their new address is http://www.blogmocracy.com so update your bookmarks.
[Top image from here, with the caption:
“Already struggling with an impeachment challenge, the worst recession in a century and the biggest corruption scandal in Brazil’s history, the Workers Party leader was given another reason to doubt she will complete her four-year term.”
Something sounds familiar.]

[Found here.]
Proof that manikins have no business setting off fireworks. Jump to 01:00 for the splodeys.
Don’t shoot bottle rockets at each other’s eyes or hold exploding M-80s, kids, and definitely don’t lean over a firework that’s going to shoot into the air and explode [via].
They could at least have made it more realistic and scattered some empty beer cans around. Here’s one with an appropriate soundtrack from 2010:
The manikins recovered from their injuries (several times) but they never learn from their mistakes. This one’s from 2009:
[Above videos courtesy of the U.S. Consumer Products Safety Commission.]
Meanwhile, this guy’s got some manikin blood in him.
Yeah, the explosion turned the lights on and changed his shirt, but so what. It’s still a classic.
Be sane tomorrow, and if you can’t manage that, at least be safe.

Jimmie Durham did this.
“‘Some collide, some escape’: This was the title of a 2005 exhibition of works by Jimmie Durham that was held in a former cow barn belonging to Berlin’s Humboldt-Universität. The barn had been a site of agricultural research in the days of socialism.…Durham opened … with a vegetarian performance – he ate a flower – and, in the university cow barn, revealed his artistic cosmos. On display were an old toothbrush among rotten apples, medical instruments adorned with feathers, egg shells, bones, pelts and a good deal more.”
Durham’s also got a lot in common with Elizabeth Warren, Ward Churchill, Jamake Highwater, Diane Fisher & Andrea Smith (whoever they are) and Cher, who all claim Cherokee ancestry with no proof whatsoever, possibly because that’s the only Native American tribe they’ve heard of. In truth, they’re all members of of the two largest modern Indian nations, the Newager and the Wanabi.
To pursue, obtain and accept special perks and creds based upon something that might or might not have happened to your personal ancestors is specious at best, but to invent your genealogy in order to take advantage of those arguably racist programs and boons is not only unethical but fraudulent.
I despise liars more than thieves.
BTW, I am an Afro-Elbonian-Azteca-Swede-Erie-Scots-Mongolian-Slav-Inuit-Baboso-Haole-American. Bring it, chuchas.
[Image from here, top caption from here. Related posts here and here.]

[Found here, and yes, we discussed it at length yesterday when you weren’t paying attention.]