Saturday, June 30, 2007

National Horrigraphic.

As a kid, me and my brothers would tag along to the Downtown Salt Lake Library bi-annual book sale. One year I scored boxes and boxes of ancient issues of National Geographic. Since then, that yellow bordered magazine has always been able to touch a place deep inside of me. The sharp and colorful images are filled with the beautiful, and more excitingly, THE GROTESQUE.


Now I've been to the zoos in Taiwan, and yes, they are a little shady. The animals all look hungry and angry. So it was no surprise to see a man's limb marinating in the mouth of an alligator. But thank god, he's fine. His baby pinky just doesn't move anymore.

And look how scary! Hatshepsut, the fabulous Queen of Egypt who was a famous crossdresser way ahead of her times, was finally found buried in a desert. Still knows how to strike a pose! Go on Hatty! Vogue!

I don't think he knows mummies are really dead people.

People who don't believe in global warming are dumb! Our atmosphere is shrinking! The sun's coming in! Jesus is coming, hide your bong!

And to leave off on a cute note. For every rare (1 of six) spotted Amur leopardess we kill, four little white tiger cubs are born in a zoo somewhere.

1 comment:

Gabby said...

That is definitely a new twist on the Jesus is coming mantra...