...now I finish you. I'm not really sure of what to make of that statement. There's not enough ambiguity in it to make me comfortable. It doesn't help that the allegedly impartial third person appears to be taking great delight in the proceedings.
Are these fellows in skirts? Or are they in shorts? Or even, if you look closely enough skorts? Interesting way to toughen up a bunch of blokes - by changing the way they dress by putting them into dresses. By no means is dress wearing not tough - hell 50% of the population tend to be wearers of non-trousers and it would be foolish to think that they are anything but tough. Perhaps it's a tough-guy thing about being tough that being transitioned into a non-trouser situtation might be seen as something less than optimal. Still there they are. Acting as one and having something made of them. Looks like hard work though, skirts or no skirts.
I feel like this often. Vague shapes have too much authority and clout these days. There was a time when they were you know, vague. Now, even though they are vague, they tend to be obtrusive and intrusive. How did all this come about? Apparantly there are many reasons but none of them are clear. There could be a definitive answer but the reasons are not open to discussion, well not immediatly that's almost for certain. As vague and fearful the situation might be, yelling in terror might be the best remedy yet.
Get out from under that rock and take a long walk in the sunsine. Follow on before you feel duty bound to make sense of the situation. Leave that for the others. Don't just stand there get moving.
Should this be of concern? Can a giant hand be friendly? Is it belligerent? If there's one where is the other?What does it want? How does it know what it wants? What is it trying to grasp? Should this group let it go? Should they try and shake it? So many questions...
...do we ban coffee, and knees for that matter? Have they ruined the fun for everyone? When the bad guys like something does that mean we have to stop liking it by default? This lot appear harmless enough. But I imagine their intent is quite the opposite. Yet appearances can be deceiving - despite their insistence of having their lattes from some up market hipster sourced handleless mug. Makes you think twice about the things you enjoy.
Junkanoo Float
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In the James Bond movie, Thunderball, he attends a Junkanoo festival with
floats. I am doing James Bond as one of my project and I am basing him on
the ...
F is for ____
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*Fail Safe (Jan, 2013)* *Faith of My Fathers (Sept, 2017)*
*Farewell to Arms, A (1932) (July, 2024)*
*Fate of Man, The (July, 2023)* *Father Goose /...
It's KO-FI Time! Check out my new online shop
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This is a one-off post just to give my new website a plug. I've now joined
Ko-Fi and will be selling my comics there from now on instead of eBay.
I'l...
A Fond Adieu...
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On February 11, 2005, I began working on the blog that became Random Acts
of Geekery, and for nearly 12 1/2 years, with a few exceptions, there've
been pos...
A Zombie Apocalypse? Not again!
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Apocalyptic, Dystopian, Pre and Post-Apocalyptic, Pre Dystopian, etc etc..
If you believe what you see on the TV screen, a zombie apocalypse is coming
an...
Berni Wrightson's Classic SWAMP THING!
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*CLASSIC.*
clas·sic - \ˈkla-sik\
adjective
*1.* a *:* serving as a standard of excellence *:* of recognized value [
*classic* literary works]
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Not your average hostage situation
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I'm at Bruce Willis fan. There. I said it.
But my most favourite of his films from recent years is, not surprisingly,
not the latest die hard movies (in sp...
Hiroshi Sato - Super Market (1976)
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Some readers may know the late Japanese pianist Hiroshi Sato from his
excellent *Awakening* record with Wendy Matthews, or his work with ...
Wallace Wood and the Art of Self Promotion
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I can vividly recall the first time I encountered the work of the late,
great Wallace Wood at his full-on, no holds barred, sci-fi driven best. It
was wit...
Flying to…
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Jane-Emily
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Jane-Emily
by Patricia Clapp
published by Dell Books
Copyright 1969
Cover Illustation: Robert McGinnis
"She's dead, I tell you!
Emily's dead!"
Louisa wan...
Metal Men
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http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=hoEkOPf0mJk
Thanks to my buddy Michael Anthony Carroll for the heads up! DC Nation will
be debuting a new Metal Men cartoon on ...
Out to Sea
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Apologies for the long radio silence here at *The Danger Digest*. Rest
assured the doors aren't permanently shuttered. I've just been recharging
my crea...
New Website
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For those of you who don't know, we have a new site devoted to the Flying
Fortress comic book. It's at FlyingFortressComic.com. . So please, check
out th...
You've really piqued my interest
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As I am sure you are all aware, there's been a bit of a fuss in recent
times pertaining to women of Islamic faith being allowed to wear their
Hijab, or he...
Take any War Picture Library, Battle Picture Library or Commando comic and you will always find those famous last words “arrgghhhhh” or even “donner und blitzen”.
Cowards try to prove themselves or officers interfere by trying to run battles “by the book”. The enemy is treacherous. Mysterious locations hold significant secrets. Sometimes a simple gun is the focal point of a unique karmic destiny.
There are those who are lost or left behind enemy lines where they invariably make a discovery – a hidden base, a wonder weapon or a traitor. The host of intangible struggles are often more significant such as the dark secret, the family shame, the family curse or the stigma of not being like the other chaps.
Strangely enough for stories about war and battle the killed the dead and the dying are usually absent.
There's a lot to like (and make fun of) among the dramatic titles, fantastic artwork, impossible stories, daring heroes, nasty bad guys, body building and not quite diamond rings advertisements.