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A little bit of spoof of Twilight Zone, a little spoof of the survivalist community.  Which I hope they like the jokes, because they are probably the only ones who would get the jokes.

Please note the character and jokes are fiction.

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Since 7 Minutes in heaven is going on at Space 55 right now, I thought it was a good time to post this video from a past 7 minutes show, performed by Kevin Flanagan and Ashley Naftule.

This is perfect for an icon for discussion boards where the discussion is the end of the world.  .

The image is originally from a UNICEF ad campaign to raise money for ex-child soldiers in Buruni.  It was part of a 30 second commercial where the Smurfs get carpet-bombed.  You can find it on youtube, I would link but the link moves.  The intent was to show children the horrors of war.  UNICEF released the pilot commercial in Holland.  The immediate response by the internet was that this was just wrong, just plain gargamellly.

Murphy’s Law of the apoclaypse  

  • An animal that is too easy to catch ain’t worth eating.
  • You will get sick of beans.
  • Mice will get to your beans.
  • The mice in your beans will be easy to catch.
  • The mice in your beans will have Hantavirus.
  • People will betray you because of the temptation for meat.
  • You will be the meat.
  • There will always be someone meaner.

Over at Survialblog.com there is a list of recommended books and movies.  Under the list of “Some of JWR’s Favorite Movies with Survival Themes” the author is careful to point out that “None of these films except for City of Ember are suitable for children!”

Perhaps he should add Ice Age to the list as kid-friendly survival movie!

Below are thoughts pondered while watching Ice Age.

 

  • For a squirrel the Apocalypse comes every year.  The first rule is to horde your nut.
  • Zombie tree sloths would not be so scary.
  • When animals move in herds, pay attention.
  • Remember the dodo.

I read all of Cormac McCarthy’s book The Road in one sitting.  Granted it was a long sitting.  I read it during a return flight to Phoenix after visiting family in New York City.  Man, that is one depressing book.  When I got home that night I felt sad.  One the stark black cover the “Oprah’s book club” stands out.  I thought she only added uplifting books to her list.  I get the impression after only seeing a couple of her shows that she is an upbeat sort of person.  This book is not upbeat.  I suppose he calls it the road because it is about hours and hours wandering on the road.  The cover is stark, the story blunt, the sentences bare.  The man out-Hemingways Hemingway.   There are few, if any, lessons in the book, and maybe the lack of one is it’s lesson.  Life at its most basic level doesn’t need to have meaning.   Like I said, it is one depressing book.

In a magical time called the 90’s things were good.  Our worry’s were about the President’s sexual indiscretions and not about collapsing housing markets or mountains of national debt. The wars we fought in were far away and small.  Few came back with scars for life.  The wars were in isolated places like Rwanda or the Balkans, places where the threat of hate spreading across borders was not a major concern.  Times were good.

The darkest thing we had on the horizon was a threat called Y2K.  People were terrified of the prospect that computers dependent on the numbers “0” and “1”  would not be able to handle the math of a changing century.  We imagined planes falling out of the sky, entire credit card networks committing hari kari, electonic security systems whispering off to silence, a silent grid.

Wal-Mart refused to let people return gasoline powered generations.  We feared desperate times made desperate people.

Nothing happened.  Everything was fine.  It was not for another 10 years or so that we faced true crisis.  We grew weak and bloated.  In fact, most of us still are.