Monday, August 30, 2010
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The time I said "Mum, I want a baby sister!"
Saturday, August 28, 2010
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mouse! Scouts' Honour. Talk about a whack job.
So I Went crazy about this venture, poring over fairy tale Every dust cover Could I find, looking for puppets and princesses, mermaids and evil witches, handsome princes-both human and lion-and hideous beasts. I wanted to put a new spin on Those forgotten stories of Our past, so everyone That Could Irrespective of age enjoy Them, Them slowly making a part of childhood That we're all so fond of talking about. That's What I wanted, That's What I did. And They loved it. Mickey Mouse Became a pal to Children everywhere, loved and adored by one and all.
And what did old Walt do? He started putting the mouse here and there, clever little symbols right in plain sight, and still hidden. He probably thought of it as a way to connect with his audience, to share a little something more with them. His symbols grew to incorporate things he personally valued or thought highly of. Nobody noticed. It wasn't important. What mattered was that the cartoons were good, the children were happy and that was the end of that.
It was just the beginning. Over the years he has been accused of being an illegitimate child, a Freemason, a Nazi sympathizer and some sort of Frankenstein monster waiting to be reawakened in a hyperbaric chamber under Disneyland, California. Of trying to influence and brainwash young minds into following some sort of new world order, Of subliminal messaging and Satanic projections. Quite a feat when you're six feet under, I'll say.
It's amazing, really. I grew up watching Disney, as I'm sure countless other people before me and after me have. If all those subliminal messaging and countless 'Sex in every frame' stories are true, I should pretty much be a whore by now. I'm not saying Disney did not hide secrets in his movies, because he did. They just aren't the ones everybody thinks they're seeing. I can point out the word
sex on my window curtains and in my dish washing liquid three hundred times if I look hard enough. Doesn't mean I should sue the company. And it sure as hell doesn't make my curtains Satanic or Masonic. Apparently there's no difference between the two. Go figure... \u0026amp
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
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Wednesday, August 4, 2010
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ineptitude. There is no better definition INABILITY capitalized, to bold and underlined because it requires a lot of excitement, we will not betray to stay short and realities.
2 weeks I've been on tour in my school because every little step of Secretary requires an average of 4 visits to get it finalized, will not spread ass ladies-voltage low-melting brain to myocardial much effort. The gals there are currando midlife or at least my college life, which I believe enough to know the basic resources to handle. But not, isan from the days when their asses were filled with no chairs, without learning anything, that efficiency is not a plus salary. I further believe that neural connections are lost every minute they spend in the cubicle and tinker drooling in front of the computer is an image unlikely to me. There was only a short time, earlier this year to be exact, where a person was efficient. A boy, substitute any of these, which was the most resolute and friendly who ever walked this evil place called secretariat. But once beaten down (not stress), the good man went away and start again.
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