Awhile back I was yukking it up laughing at my elders, imagining them in their prime: fags like Kim du Toit dressed for the disco in frilly shirts, tight pants and platform shoes. I could see Quartermain at the disco, dancing with a fattie land whale and going for that dramatic lift of his massive dance partner… and collapsing under the weight, squashed like a packet of ketchup! HAR HAR HAR! Pete, M, and Jack woulda still had hair in those days, and would have grown down it to their shoulders and woulda looked like the Freak brothers.
I came of age in the early 80’s. And that ol’ nickel about tards that live in glass houses goes around and comes around at near lethal velocity. This is what our young women looked like.
Go ahead and laugh, you little chits!
But to me, they were beautiful- and most of them still are. 👍
Go ahead, laugh if you will, youngsters. But… before ya do… how do ya think YOUR women are going to look 40 years from now?
HAR HAR HAR!
To everything, there is a season
And a time to every purpose under heaven
I am currently binge watching a horrible soap opera on Netflix called Downton Abbey. It's set in 1920's era Britain with the last of the titled aristocrats giving way to a new age of egalitarianism. It's your usual chick-flick soap with impossible women and retarded men... but the furnishings, the cars, and the clothes are to die for. The social justice warriors are of course represented in the plot but held to the background for them most part, with the faggotry and nigolatry controlled, for the most part. It drives home the changes of time have had on us with a profound impact. I think most of us would far rather be servants or tradesmen in Old Britain rather than upper class professionals in modern Britain. Sadly I think the same thing is going to happen over here In another century, we won't recognize our countries or culture anymore. They are going away... and won't be coming back.
And maybe that's a good thing, who knows.
I enjoyed watching Downton Abbey. The incredible pile of a house is real, as are the furnishings. The couple that actually own the place have admitted they occasionally get lost in the house.ReplyDelete
One of my favorite characters is Violet Crawley, the Dowager Countess of Grantham. An outspoken scene-stealer and natural upstager, her lines are incredibly well-written and she delivers with them with a snark that every red-blooded American male would appreciate.
Mary: “I was only going to say that Sybil is entitled to her opinions.”
Violet: “No, she isn’t, until she is married. And then her husband will tell her what her opinions are.”
I love that old bitch too! 😂👍Delete
The women actually did a wonderful job and they made the show the success it was.
Ah yes, the Big Hair days. I remember them fondly. In the main, it seems we had prettier girls then. As a case in point, you can tell from the photos that none of those girls were obese. I'm thankful I got to come of age then.ReplyDelete
I remember the Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers well. I used to lift pictures of Fat Freddy's Cat and make a calendar with them each year. Had access to a huge artwork camera and darkroom at work in the art department of the TV station where I worked. Remember Norbert the Narc?ReplyDelete
Ahh, yes; the girls of Tesla Coil High...ReplyDelete
I came of age a bit before these Top-Down Do girls, but I agree with Stuart. Thinking back, there were only a few girls who were fat, and them usually because of things beyond their control. Yup... When we were kings...
I have all of Zap Comix except #1. I stupidly loaned it to my High School buddy 50 years ago.ReplyDelete
My older brother had a fine collection of the Freak Brothers comics that I love d to read.ReplyDelete
Those aren't the women I remembered from the earlier 80's.
Netsux got to political and woke, so I dumped them.
Never was into the big hair chicks myself. Always went more for the Kate Jackson from Charlie's Angels look. Had a bad crush on a sweet looking Cherokee girl in high-school. Good thing like most girls at that time she never paid no attention to me. Latest photo I saw of her she's big-shit-lib policy wonk in DC and as big as my fridge.ReplyDelete
I had to laugh a little, and I am an older guy in his 50s; my wife's high school photo looked exactly like those in the "big hair" collage, LOLReplyDelete
Nope, I was too young for disco, it went belly up when I was still in high school.ReplyDelete