Harvey: "Don't be mean to the fascists?" What kinda bullshit is that?
EG: I just meant that exacerbating social tensions was playing into the hands of . . .
HR: Be nice to them when they take your rights away. Thank them for their hospitality when they throw you in prison . . .
EG: Dammit, Harvey!
HR: Oh, look! It's a Gold Star! And I need a shower!
EG: I was taste testing whisky when I wrote that! Scotch vs. Bourbon, you know. I've always held the Kentucky stuff was better. But is that pretention, or honest judgement? I had to know.
HR: The cheap-ass, dirty old man blended scotch. Admit it. Dirty old men know something about life.
EG: Too true Harvey. But, look, it's a fascist movement not a fascist regime. We should try to understand what's going on and change it. Not engage in name calling and finger pointing. Unless they start up with the jackboots and stuff . . .
HR: A fashion faux pas?
EG: Absolutelty. It's objective reality, man. We have to face it. Jackboots just suck.
3 comments:
I love the bunny picture! Whose bunny is it?
The jackboots look distressingly like the shoes I just put on. Do my boots have some kind of political undertone that I don't know about?
Some of the other voices in my head are telling me that jackboots are very fashion forward. Apparently they will be de rigueur next season when the revolution comes, and proper accessorizing with fashionably slim bandoliers by Louis Vuitton or night vision sniper goggles by Ray Ban will be a must.
Real fascists tuck their trousers into their jackboots, punker wannabees wear their jeans on the outside. Either way, fascists are much sexier than hippies. I don't think the fuzzy ones will be quite as useful in time of war, unless there is forest warfare and the fuzziness fools the enemy into thinking you are a harmless pack of badgers.
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