Update 27 Aug 2009:
Gosh darn it, this is a flat out fake, per Snopes, who apparently debunked it a few days after I posted this. It was done in segments as part of a Microsoft commercial. I had hoped that even if it was done as part of a carefully engineered stunt, it was still a real stunt, but no.
Also, to commenter venomlash: I didn’t remotely think I could have possibly been the first person to have thought of the phrase “In Newton We Trust,” but I admit this video seemed to be the definitive demonstration. I also note this entry is the top Google hit for the phrase, and that I cannot find any reference to a film by that title. Link, please?
OK, there’s really, really important stuff to talk about, like factcheck.org lying about guns, B. Hussein Obama being a lying Commie tool, the current financial crisis resulting from Democrat efforts to force lenders to make bad loans, and the media response to Ike, but somehow this is what forces me to write:
People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals sent a letter to Ben Cohen and Jerry Greenfield, cofounders of Ben & Jerry’s Homemade Inc., urging them to replace cow’s milk they use in their ice cream products with human breast milk, according to a statement recently released by a PETA spokeswoman.
“PETA’s request comes in the wake of news reports that a Swiss restaurant owner will begin purchasing breast milk from nursing mothers and substituting breast milk for 75 percent of the cow’s milk in the food he serves,” the statement says.PETA officials say a move to human breast milk would lessen the suffering of dairy cows and their babies on factory farms and benefit human health.
I’m, uh, trying to, uh, get a grip on the, uh, logistics of harvesting enough human milk to cover Ben and Jerry’s production needs. As fantasy, every single aspect opens pornographic panoramas (and indeed, has been pornoed somewhere, sometime). As policy, this is a horror beyond even my fevered imaginings; “ripe for abuse” stretched to thin, pale tatters does not even begin to cover….
I’ve known for a long time that PETAns are deranged. This is proof positive that they simply do not understand the difference between humans and animals.
The official Ben and Jerry’s response: “We applaud PETA’s novel approach to bringing attention to an issue, but we believe a mother’s milk is best used for her child” . Bravo.
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The animation and beat here are great, but the lyrics are mildly toxic. If a rash develops, discontinue use and consult a physician.
The tune in the chorus reminds me of something which I can’t quite pull up — I think a hymn. Slower, of course, and very different lyrics, but either a hymn or at least something classical.
I’ll update if I can identify it.
[update, but not for the chorus]
There’s a line at about 0:50 that sounds to me like “I went walking in my momma one day”, but the lyric sites report this as “I want walking in with my momma”. I can’t hear the “with”, and it doesn’t make any sense to me. The animation shows a huge goddess-momma, a Mother Earth, and no matter what the official lyrics say, I’m going to interpret that line as “I was walking in the World….”
The song Mika’s “Lollipop” chorus reminded me of turned out to be “Mary’s Boy Child”, a Caribbean Christmas carol. Not a hymn, exactly, and certainly not classical. Here’s a version performed by M. Boney:
The tune is not exact, I think, but close enough to nag.
No, I suspect no plagiarism here; something more along the lines of Spider Robinson’s Melancholy Elephants.
I grew up listening to the version by the De Paur Chorus on their album Calypso Christmas, but regrettably I can’t find it on Youtube. I ripped my own digital copy from the horribly worn family vinyl, then hamfistedly scoured it of snaps, crackles, and pops. It’s a great album, great good fun, and I’m thrilled to find it on Amazon. I plan to post this, and another track or two, as soon as the nice clean new copy arrives.
One last observation: “What’s the big idea?” she asks, hands on her hips. Watch the first second or two carefully: she stumbles into the frame backwards, as if pushed.
No, this is the last observation:
At about 2:08, a wolf spirit swallows Lolli-girl. She recites the “Went walking with my momma one day…” lines, and we are then taken on a tour of wolf internal anatomy, starting in the abdomen and moving up into the chest, with an all-singing, all-dancing microbe chorus.
15 Biologists at the University of California at San Francisco have found that male fruit flies exposed to high levels of alcohol become hypersexual and try to court practically anything with wings, including other male fruit flies. Eventually the revelry turns into a dysfunctional orgy, with “a chain of males chasing each other,” says one insect expert (subscription).
Over at SFGate, Mark Morford has a creepy tale about a party of Russian hikers.
…The Dyatlov Pass Accident. Oh my God, yes. I stumbled over this delicious tale just recently over at Metafilter and it’s one of those stories that contains all the best elements of a deep, resonant creep-out. Inexplicable behavior. Bizarre factoids. Inconclusive evidence. Missing body parts. And not a single clue, almost 50 years later, as to what really happened.
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