Monday, 6 November 2017

TOGETHER AGAIN - 45 YEARS LATER...


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When KNOCKOUT comic first appeared back in 1971, one of my very favourite strips was The HAUNTED WOOD.  Part of its appeal was that the intro pic reminded me of the woods at the top of the street where I'd lived between 1960 and '64.  (Wardlaw Woods they were known as.)  After flitting, I soon developed the compulsive habit of making occasional 'pilgrimages' along to the woods to recharge my memories of them, but in '71, the above green-hued picture served as a handy reminder between visits.


After lending several week's worth of my Knockouts to a friend and getting them back much later in a mutilated condition, I cut out the logo from one of the issues and kept it inside my WADE YOGI BEAR box, in which it was practically a perfect fit.  In 1972, after moving to a house in a different neighbourhood, I bought the Knockout Summer Special (in the newsagent's across from my former house after school one day), and I eventually cut out the above colour logo for keeping in my Yogi Bear Box.  I no longer recall whether the two pics cohabited, or I replaced the first with the second, but it was either one or the other of those two possibilities.


Anyway, I finally got around to scanning both pics from replacement issues and printing them out, so they both now reside in my replacement box which I acquired around ten years back.  I know it sounds daft, but to re-create something from 45-46 years ago is a strangely satisfying sensation - at least it is to me.  Have you ever felt compelled to re-create some aspect of your past, or am I the only one around here who's as mad as a bag of spiders?  Don't be shy - share your craziness with the rest of us in the comments section.

The pics are stored behind the inner tray

SAID The ACTRESS To The BISHOP...?



I've been following some of the recent stushie about alleged 'sexual harassment' with mixed feelings.  While no one can excuse rape, or inappropriate touching, I can't help but feel that some feminists have been exploiting it for their own ends - namely, putting the boot into men just because they're men.  The impression has been created that all men are latent rapists, perverts, potty-mouthed louts, and downright nasty individuals.  (And, to be fair, a lot of them are.)  If you're male, you've been told for many a long year now that if you ever find yourself walking behind a woman on a street, you should cross the road so that she won't feel threatened.  But why would she feel threatened?  Because you're a man of course.  As a man, I find this extremely insulting.  Actually, the people most likely to be attacked on the street are young males, but they don't expect people behind them to cross to the opposite pavement to allay their fears.

Let me tell you something.  I've worked in mostly all-women environments a few times throughout my working life, and I can categorically state that they can be just as vulgar, sexually suggestive, and 'touchy-feely' as some men can be.  (And I know whereof I speak, as I was once 'touched up' by a woman at work.)  The deciding factor in whether a man is being inappropriately verbally vulgar seems to depend on whether he's considered attractive or not.  If you look like Brad Pitt or Johnny Depp, you can tell a 'naughty' joke and women will laugh; if you don't, then there are always some women (and men) who are determined to be offended.  If that isn't your experience, then you've been lucky.  Some of the dirtiest jokes I know were told to me by women.  And every weekend, I see women out on the street being loud, sweary, vulgar, and offensive.  Men don't have a monopoly on those vices.

Almost every night on TV, you see comedians indulging in vulgar innuendo, or even being sexually explicit in the jokes they tell.  As the camera pans across the audience, you see women laughing just as much as men (sometimes moreso), and it's a safe bet it's the same with viewers at home.  I find it hypocritical that someone can view and laugh at such material on a regular basis (and thus bestow their approval on it) and then take offense when some poor guy at work makes a comment or tells a joke in a similar vein.  Remember when some woman a while back complained about a guy complimenting her on her Facebook (I think) photo, saying that his comments were offensive?  (All he'd done, if I remember correctly, was to say that it was a nice photo.)  Well, the sh*t hit the fan, but it was later revealed that she'd done the very same thing on various occasions herself.  So what is it that seemingly makes it okay for women to assume the exclusive right to be offended?

Let's be clear though.  It's wrong to use one's position of power or authority to make sexual passes at employees, whether they be men or women.  On the other hand, there are those who view such passes as a sign of approval, who even, in fact, go out of their way to ingratiate themselves with the boss by flirting and using their womanly wiles to encourage such attention.  That's part of the problem.  There seems to be no consensus among women (or men) as to what is acceptable and what isn't.  Johnny Depp could approach a woman in a bar and say "Grab your coat, luv, you've pulled" and the object of his attention would probably swoon with delight (or at least be flattered).  Whereas, if it was Johnny Vegas (before he was famous), the comment would likely be far less appreciated.  We need to have the same standard of what's considered acceptable behaviour for everyone, not vary it depending on looks, wealth, or status.

So is that what it boils down to?  If the person making the pass is physically attractive, no harm done, but if it's someone much less aesthetically-pleasing to the eye, then he's a grotty pervert who deserves to be lynched?  Surely there has to be another, better way to distinguish between what is acceptable and what isn't.  At the moment, the measure of what is regarded as unwelcome or offensive seems to be completely subjective, even arbitrary, depending on who's making the remark and who it's directed at.  It's the culture which is at fault and something needs to be done, but let's not fool ourselves that men are the only villains in this drama, or that women are the only victims.

Another thing.  I can quite understand why some people are afraid to complain about sexual harassment because of a fear of not being believed, but in the case of Gwyneth Paltrow and Angelina Jolie, their chief concerns seem to have been to protect their financially lucrative careers, at the expense of potentially allowing other women to become victims of their alleged 'molester'.  (I say 'alleged' merely to legally protect myself, and because the guy has yet to be found guilty.)  Now the pair are being lauded for their bravery in coming forward, when their former silence facilitated other women allegedly falling prey to the individual they're now complaining about.  They hadn't been threatened with violence or murder if they'd spoken out earlier - the only thing they seemed to be concerned about were smaller bank accounts.  That's something we should perhaps remember when they're making their self-serving, self-righteous pronouncements.

Anyway, having said that, nothing is ever that simple and I'm sort of feeling my way along (behave) and trying to work out what I think about all this, so feel free to weigh in with your own thoughts and observations.  For the record, I think we should have capital punishment for all convicted rapists and paedos, but when it comes to making a clumsy, non-physical pass at someone, or making a comment which can evoke opposite responses depending on who the listener is, then it's probably better if we try and keep a sense of perspective about things.  It does genuine victims no service to equate their experience with far lesser 'transgressions'.

What sayest thou?            

MIKE STOKES PASSES AWAY...



Sadly, I've just learned that Mike Stokes from the opobs blog passed away on the 23rd of October.  You'll possibly remember my post back in August saying he was ill with pancreatic cancer, but it's still a sad surprise and shock to learn that he died so shortly after.  I hope his end was as peaceful as it could be when it came, given the circumstances.  Condolences to his family and friends.  

Rest in peace, Mike.

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In memory of Mike, why not click the above link and visit his blog, which is still up.  There's many an interesting tale to be found there.

RIVALS, ROBBERS & RIVERS - AND READER'S DIGEST... (Updated)


As regular readers will know, I'm a big fan of  The Wind In The Willows.  Back in the early '90s I saw an ad for a game based on the book, which was called Rivals, Robbers and Rivers, and decided that I'd quite like to own it.  The ad was in one of those mini catalogues that are sometimes included inside Sunday newspapers, so I cut out the page and saved it so that I could order the game at an opportune moment.  (I still have the ad somewhere, and I'll add it to this post when I find it again.)  Update: Now done.

Anyway, the years came and went, but I never did get around to sending away for it, though around four years or so ago, I bought (via eBay) the Reader's Digest Willows game based on the Carlton Television animated cartoon series from the '90s.  Then, a couple of months or so ago, I saw on eBay the very game I'd coveted for over 25 years and bought it for a very reasonable price indeed.  I'd mainly wanted it for the figures, as I'm not really a 'games' person (aside from Chess and darts*, which I haven't played in ages), so it's nice to finally have it after a quarter of a century.  (And you just know that I'm going to say that it only feels like a fraction of that time, don't you?)

Anyway, thought I'd show you all my 'ill-gotten booty' (behave), so here are some nice pictures of both games for your perusal.  As I said, I'll add the glossy ad when I find it (and as I also said, now done).  Sadly, The Traditional Games Company who manufactured the game is no longer around.

(*Yeah, the sporty type, ain't I?)



Below is the very ad in which I first saw the game, as well as the order form.  As it turned out, I got it quite a bit cheaper on eBay all these years later.



And below is the 2nd game, based on the Carlton TV show.  Its figures are also nice, but the ones above are modelled after E.H. Shepard's illustrations, so are a little more 'authentic'-looking.