I'm intrigued by the gigantic spermatozoa floating in the jug of cannibal kool-aid. Is this a particularly Iranian way of serving drinks, or do we simply infer that the woman in the picture has already taken the acid?
When I was in Taiwan in 1983, there was a guy there collecting Taiwan advertising art. For whatever reason, just like the Iranian advertising,. it looked just like quaint American advertising art from the 30s and 40s. I never was able to figure out the time lag; you would think they would have copied contemporary US advertising. (Maybe their printing process hadn't been updated enough).
Hsi-men-ding in Taibei also reminded me of what Times Square must have like in the 50s, with people coming in from all over Taiwan to see movies and engage in other entertainment and vice (including abortions and maidenhead restorations), plus a local population of lowlifes to prey on them. All the buildings had 4-6 story tall movie billboards on them which looked terribly quaint.
While I'm just linking random shit, these pictures of high divers crack me up.
Hey! More ogged. The girl from Luristan.
I don't think all the ads were old-timey.
While we're linking to random stuff...no more masturbating to Boris Yeltsin.
The bottom two (the ones described as "sexy") showed up in the iranian.com page as well.
Ah, Boris. I miss having jovial drunks as world leaders.
I fully expected the link to be a news story that Yeltsin had died.
Boris Yeltsin did die. I've got to admit to being a little pissed off about it; I've predicted his death every year for the past ten years, and he ups and dies the year I didn't file my New Year's predictations.
That candy-licking video really skims right along the border between erotic and gross, doesn't it.
I fully expect a magic genie to clean my house while I'm at work today, and to leave winning lottery tickets hidden throughout like easter eggs. But not so cleverly hidden that I can't find them before the expiration date.
"Father of Russian Democracy?"
Editors must have to take special classes in Wrongness, and not qualify for a top job without an advanced degree.
See, on the candy-licking variable, mark me squarely in the disgusted camp.
It repulses me that your saliva is slowly dissolving the candy, or melting the ice cream externally, like you're an insect, and then you just lap up the liquid. (I' didn't mean you. Other people repulse me. Not you.)
variable s/b video. I'm sick of math.
I miss having jovial drunks as world leaders.
I'm assuming that the emphasis here is on "jovial."
18: Indeed. If Bush would do a drunken hoedown at a press conference every now and again, I'd probably retain some good feelings toward him.
Poor Boris. On the plus side, the Most Attractive World Leader competition may be heating up.
I'm assuming that the emphasis here is on "jovial."
Not even that many surly drunks these days, unless you count Bush. Our last serious dipso was Churchill, though there was a Foreeign Sec. in the 60s who gave rise to the story about the Peruvian bishop. When did you last get a colourful in government?
20: Wow. I really, really find her policy positions interesting.
JMQ: don't get too excited, she's Blair with tits.
The mood of this site is interesting. It's clearly not just nostalgia; there's plenty of irony about the process of cultural diffusion and modernization going on here.
Poor ol' Boris. I remember being plastered on NYE in Moscow, drinking and eating with my host family (this would have been 12 years ago) and our host mother shushing everyone - us, her husband, the neighbors, everyone - so that she could watch, with tears in her eyes, as Boris gave a national address just before or possibly after midnight.
Some of those advertisements are weird, but I'm shocked that you can't decipher the oil-and-bondage one, apo. Sex sells, as they say.
Ségo Royal dresses so strangely frumpily. Maybe she's trying to downplay her beauty.
22, 23: I gather that, but let's stick to the point. After all, Blair with tits is preferable to Blair without.
14: I keep expecting our cat to do the same thing, but he never does. Vexing!
Blair with tits is preferable to Blair without.
Eye of the beholder, I suppose.
28 - I like to call one cat the responsible one, and one cat the immature one. When the responsible cat, say, pukes on the carpet, I'm like, "Big Cat! I expect more from you! This is the sort of behavior I'd expect from your brother. "
barf detergent was everywhere when i went to uzbekistan in 2003. and the word "barf" is printed in nice easy to read latin characters too. i still regret not buying a box as a souvenir
Some of those advertisements are weird, but I'm shocked that you can't decipher the oil-and-bondage one, apo.
At first I thought that figure was wearing a viking helmet, but on closer examination I see that it is the skull of a demon.
That's the thing that gets me. Anime gets used to sell all kinds of things.
question - this is trivial but really annoying. You know how firefox puts the url of the link at the bottom of the page when you pass the mouse over a link?
Mine has suddenly stopped doing that, but just for Unfogged comment boxes. Any known cures or clucks of sympathy?
Segolene would definitely be a pilf, the first one since Bink Bhutto, but she's belongs to a terrorist family.
2: doesn't that assume that people think contemporary US advertising is an improvement?
I refrained from linking to a photo of Ségo in a bikini, but rest assured that such a thing exists.
37 -- I am taking 34 to mean that the link destination is not displayed when hbgb is looking at an Unfogged comments pop-up; so her menu would not be accessible in that context. 34 -- is this reading accurate? Is your status bar visible when you are not getting any link destination text?
37 - Uh, okay, humor me: Because I can see what you're talking about on the big window, where the urls still show up. But on the comment box, I don't know how to get to "View". Typing alt-V doesn't bring it up.
41 - that worked! Thanks.
(Note to self: try basic fix-its before complaining.)
You know, Apo, I'm a little disturbed that your evidence that "sex sells in Iran too" includes two ads with little kids in them.
I like the candy video! Though mostly I find it both kinda cute and kinda wow, like animals at a salt lick, rather than either erotic or gross.
Correction: "Bink Bhutto" should be "Binky Bhutto". "Binky Bhutto", in turn, should be "Pinky Bhutto". We regret the error.
I don't have Jesus' scruples. The baseball cap is the alarming thing, not the bikini.
I don't have Jesus' scruples.
Who among us does, brother?
Ha. I ran off to google Royal's bikini shot, and not only did Emerson get there first, he had exactly the same opinion about it. French people are really, really anti-baseball hats.
Don't know if it's a predictor for the French election, but the last British politician to be pictured in a baseball cap got his butt kicked from John o'Groats to Lands End.
Combining the Russian and weird advertising strands of this thread, I have a postcard which I got in Russia at some cultural/dance exhibition, the slogan of which was, "Feel yourself Russia!" Google search results are suggesting the slogan was "Feel Yourself Russian," which is slightly less non-sensical, but I'm going with my memory on this one.
I prefer a man with a slow hand, instead of feeling myself Russian.
French people are really, really anti-baseball hats
I actually was thinking some such thing yesterday, when we were picking up at the airport the French exchange student—high schooler, staying with my daughter— who'll be living with us for the next two weeks. I didn't put mine on until I really needed to shield my eyes while driving.
54: what about a man with a slwo hand, who'll feel you Russian?
53 -- interestingly, when presented with the query "Fuck yourself Russia", Google inquires whether you meant "Fuck yourself Russian", which seems to me to make less sense but what do I know.
Generally speaking, Russians are pretty thoroughly fucked. Makes perfect sense to me.
Russians are pretty thoroughly fucked
The ones that McManlyPants fucks, anyhow.
57 -- The Google suggestion is missing a comma. "Russian" is meant in the vocative, with the resulting idiom very close to the Mineshaft's own "Fuck you, Clown."
59: A little-known fact is that Russian underwear model's forehead was completely normal before I got to him.
