Saturday, February 04, 2006
Cows with guns
Now for a brief intermission. Watch the short film Cows with guns to understand why cows and chickens have to stick together.
CODGERS WITH CANES
I have a dream. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people, will get to the promised land. No, this is not about Martin Luther King. He's dead. I'm not...yet. His was a last dream. Mine is a ongoing fantasy.To follow it, you need first know two stories which give it seed. One is the video and song Cows With Guns, linked in Hitek's post above. If you have not yet seen and heard that, you should. Do so again even if already familiar. It will put you in the mood for considering my alternate ending to Chicken With Choppers.
Years ago, I came across a store window display of a cane which secretly encased a sword. I could afford then to purchase only items immediately necessary. I carried away the desire though not the cane.
Our son in law visited here a couple years ago. He is a knife guy who hunts and that sort of thing. Certainly, his affliction would be justifiable reason to drive the 120 kilometers to Sayula, Jalisco. There, in a town out of old Mexican Zoro movies, we were greeted by Don Josito himself and invited into his workshop. It dates from 1550, and he is the 13th generational maestro who works with his children and grandchildren to make collector knifes sold all over the world.
The hand made cutlery were works of art. The son in law could only afford to envy and covet fine crafted pocket knifes. But there was the cane, just the right length and feel, beautifully crafted of heavy dark red straight grained and polished rare tampicerán wood with secretly removable handle bearing a stainless steel sword. What else could I do?
I don't really need a cane, but recent revovery from broken back provides excuse. It is fun, to swing and twirl. People let you on and off a bus first and seem puzzled how quickly an old man with a cane can move. Its hidden core brings fantasy from the last and most remembered line of Cows With Guns, "Came the deafening roar of chickens in choppers". Why not Codgers With Canes?
We will fight for codger freedom, And hold our free fists high, We will hobble free on our (shhhh! he he he) canes, or die, Codgers with Canes.
Children didn't realize it was not only their own grandparents who failed to return unanswered phone calls. Doctors questioned not as they hurried from strangely empty nursing homes for a day of golf. They was no word from poorly paid attendants, gladly vacationing from forced grinning while emptying bed pans. Intelligence services made no analysis of the sudden increase in sales of Celebrex and Viagra.The traffic police were first to notice. Side walks in front of corporate home offices around the world seemed to have a lot of old people, and they all had canes. There were old ladies in tennis shoes, bow legged men with practiced limps, old farts pushing occupied wheel chairs, and they all had canes. No one questioned the need of a wheel chair occupant for a cane. Soon the streets filled and calls were made to police headquarters as codgers hobbled toward building entrances.
A plan was quickly devised. The cops would kick the canes and the codgers would fall. But CCC, the Codger Coordinating Committee, also had a plan based on knowing that bullet proof vests extend downward only to the belt line.
We will fight for codger freedom, And hold our free fists high, We will hobble free on our (shhhh! he he he) canes, or die, Codgers with Canes.
Well i finaly got to watch it and i loved it would like to see more cartoons like that.But i guess im just a big kid woohooo kitty and chins would make a great movie lolor dog with boxs of nails lol what a funny cartoon thay would make
Cows with Guns, Codgers with Canes. I just have to get my Kittens in Boots in on it.
http://www.rathergood.com/laibach .
Absurdity can have a meaningful message.
