A person I am somehow related to sent me this:
What hath the internet wrought?
At least they didn’t put a beard on Santa. Or a red nose on Rudolph. I mean, if you’re going to tie some bearded dragons to each other, at least you don’t want to completely humiliate them! Where did they even get ten dragons to make this anyway?
I’m trying to hard to be charmed by this, but I’m just creeped out by it.
I can’t even imagine what those little antler ears must feel like around their heads. At least they’re not blocking the ears. But still. Why are they all tied together by the neck? Not only could they pull on the rope and accidentally choke themselves or their fellows in degradation, but it must rub at their beards something fierce. I have no proof of this, but I bet the skin around their necks is very sensitive. Certainly when one puts a beardie in a proper harness, you have to be careful that the beard isn’t caught in the harness. That is a good way to anger a beardie.
Boyfriend sent me this:
That’s how to dress up a beardie!
Hahaha, animation blog, what animation blog? Anyway I’m editing my paper on women in Nazi Germany, and I came across this sentence:
In propaganda, women’s faces light up and beam at the sight of Adolf Hitler.
My professor circled this sentence and then wrote illegibly next to it, so I’m assuming that I could probably spruce this section up a bit. I decided the best way to do that would be to show, not tell. In Triumph of the Will, there’s lot of fantastic images of women looking ecstatic meeting Adolf Hitler during his arrival procession through Nuremberg. I popped up Google and started doing a search for Adolf Hitler and a woman in Triumph of the Will. Just typing in “Adolf Hitler and a woman” called up “Adolf Hitler was a woman as the first search option.
Well curiosity got the better of me.
At first it was hilarious, but right around the fourth image I realized that it was actually sexist, and now I’m not sure how I feel. On one hand, making the leader of one of the world’s most horrific dictatorships look silly is hilarious. On the other hand, isn’t photoshopping him into stereotypical female clothing kind of insulting to females? The last two photos are from articles on Britain’s attempts to turn Hitler into a woman…for some reason. It’s so stupid. I feel kind of stupid for laughing at it.
Anyway I think I’ll put this picture in my paper.
All the crowd scenes from Triumph of the Will don’t have Hitler in them, and I don’t want an adoring crowd out-of-context. Otherwise I’d have to use a picture of Hitler and Leni Riefenstahl, who was part of the propaganda machine, or this picture:
Which is the sort of picture I was looking for, but it has that url on it and I don’t like that border.
Last week I was going to make two posts. One was going to be a standard review of Wreck-It Ralph, because why not, and the other was going to be about Despicable Me and a discussion of art and entertainment trends. It was going to be a really interesting essay and at the end we all would have felt supersmart.
I’m probably still going to write that stuff, but I don’t have a time machine and if I did, I wouldn’t waste it by going back in time to last week and writing some articles for my blog. If you’re wondering what I was doing instead of writing commentary on computer animation’s disposability in the modern era, the answer was that I was actually really sick.
It was nothing life-threatening, just appendicitis, for which the only diagnostic tool and effective remedy is “take that sucker out”, so I’ve spent this last week recovering from surgery. That picture above is Mom and I. I’m just coming off of the anesthesia that kept me knocked out during surgery. I don’t remember that picture being taken. That’s just how high I am in that picture.
It’s still a week later and I’m easily tired out and grouchy, so anyway here’s some more pictures that I’m just going to post without a proper segue. Okay, maybe I’m grouchy because I promised myself I would have my philosophy paper done by now. But anyway. Pictures.
Lizards are suspicious of your intentions:
Ah, heck, lizards are sweet lil guys:
Pictures taken on the day of my surgery: