“With regular brushing using Cologate Smiles kids’ toothbrushes, there’s no longer any need for kids to be afraid of the dentist. This was a wide-ranging promotion in which surgical masks were sent to dentists to get the message across in a striking way - the masks had funny comic-style mouths on them that help to lighten up a visit to the dentist for the kids and everyone else too.”
No need for kids to be afraid of the dentist?!?!?! I’d shit myself if someone came near me dressed like this, wouldn’t you?
I’m looking forward to next week’s VH1 series, Lords Of The Revolution, with an excitement approaching…apathy! I mean, we all know the drill: yet another 5-parter assembled from already available footage both superior and less sanitized. Still, with Leary, Warhol, Ali, Cheech & Chong, and The Black Panthers each spearheading a night, I’m keeping my fingers crossed.
If you’re curious as to what it might look like, check out the VH1 trailer. And for those of you who lack the time—or energy—to “tune in,” but still want a hit of era-defining idealism, click right here.
Proving for the umpteenth time why she is a national treasure, Boing Boing reader Rachel Maddow offers a capsule history of the Rent-A-Thug organizing that the Republicans excel at.
Clearly Republicans have nothing to add to the national debate about health care so they want to make sure that debate never happens. What a plan they have: Hire a bigtime PR firm. Rile up a bunch of couch potato Glenn Beck fans and bus ‘em to Tampa for a photo op! Health care won’t be Obama’s Waterloo, it’s going to be the Republican Party’s.
Owning original pieces of art does involve its share of responsibility. So, if you’re disinclined to own a Michel Gondry original, maybe invest in something more disposable? Gondry’s “notes from the throne” can be yours for just $13.95. And no, that’s not the price for a 6-pack (but each roll is printed with soy-based inks).
Ric O’Barry almost looks crazy. He is driving a car, with a mask over his mouth, crouching low in his seat, hoping not to be recognized.
If the authorities catch him, there’s no telling what will happen to him. He’s cruising through the misty streets of Taiji, Japan, a small town with a really big secret, he says. And it’s a secret that the town’s fishermen want to hide from the rest of the world at all costs.
This is how the documentary, The Cove, opens. And it turns out O’Barry is not crazy, he’s on a mission—probably one of the most important in the history of conservation. And it’s personal.
He used to be a world-famous dolphin trainer. He captured and trained the five dolphins who played Flipper in the hit TV show of the same name. The show’s popularity sparked a dolphin craze that has continued since the 1960s and has grown into $2 billion industry in the U.S. alone.
But while places like Sea World might be raking in the cash, O’Barry has spend the last 35 years trying to end dolphin captivity—having had a change of heart after the tragic suicide of one of the main dolphins in Flipper. (If you want to know how a dolphin can commit suicide, you’ll have to see The Cove.)
While the world mourns the death of that champion of misfits, John Hughes, we should also note the passing of On The Waterfront scribe, Budd Schulberg. I say “note,” which should not at all be confused with “mourn.” Schulberg did after all, under HUAC pressure, squeal on Bertolt Brecht, prompting the playwright’s unwanted return to Europe. Shameful politics aside, though, Schulberg was responsible for such edgy-for-its-time fare as Ben Stiller’s pipe-dream project, What Makes Sammy Run, and the screenplay for A Face In The Crowd. Of that film, which Slate‘s Troy Patterson calls “The Best Movie About Television You’ve Never Seen,”
Andy Griffith played Larry “Lonesome” Rhodes, a garrulous Arkansas hick who becomes a star of radio and television by laying on the down-home charm. The Mayberry-type charisma curdles once he goes on up to New York City and becomes a demagogue, something of a hybrid of Will Rogers, Glenn Beck, and Sweet Smell of Success’ J.J. Hunsecker.
The above clip features one of Griffith’s more unhinged moments. In it, Lonesome Larry shills, rockabilly-style, for “Vitajex,” a stimulant for men whose sole aim, it seems, is to “fill your gal with ‘oooh,’ and ecstasy!”
So who were these unhinged animals? Where did they come from? Who inspired them? We’ll give you one guess.
“Hundreds of vocal critics turned out, many of them saying they had been spurred on through the Tampa 912 activist group promoted by conservative radio and television personality Glenn Beck. Others had received e-mails from the Hillsborough Republican Party that urged people to speak out against the plan and offered talking points.”