What the SABC wouldn’t show you

Check it out – M&G Online posted this, and now it’s all considered “illegal”.The Es Ay Bleats Seeds has laid a charge over the “stolen property” after the Mail & Guardian Online posted an episode of Special Assignment on political satire on the web.The public broadcaster pulled the episode on Tuesday evening, mumbling about “internal processes”, after originally pulling it just before the elections in April.The doccie takes a look at political satire in South Africa and explores the fact that Zuma is suing award-winning cartoonist Jonathan Shapiro for millions of bucks, for among others, a cartoon portraying him about to rape Lady Justice.

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Creepy Crawly Sex

And we’re back from Jozi! It was rad, bad, and dangerous to be alive in…as always…more trouble to write about and/or come.

Talking about rad bad and dangerous though, got this sent through to me as a reminder/scare tactic to ALWAYS WEAR A CONDOM.

Apparently a shock tactic from the French to get youngsters to wear condoms, it’s a visual uppercut to remind you that, hey, you might very well be having sex with AIDS. Kinda scary, yes.

“Without a condom you’re making love with Aids. Protect yourself.” That’s, seriously, the tagline.

Would shock tactics like this drive people towards the condom? Hmmm…the jury’s out. What do you think?

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A Puppet on a String

Just when you thought things couldn’t get sillier, the chicken saga continues.  Not only were you able to bid for Julius the puppet (who, after threats of militant action by the ANCYL, returned to screens with face blurred out and voice changed to “protect” the “innocent”) and actually own the thing, but he’s now sold.

For 10 grand. Seriously.

Ah well. Apparently the cash is going to good cause – the Self-Help Development Organisation, which empowers young men by enabling them to finish matric and learn a trade like mechanics, electrical engineering and woodwork skills.  I’m not making this up.  I dunno if they’re still taking liberal pot-shots at old J.  And then…and then…asked for reaction, he says that he’s too busy building the new government to focus on “these puppets” and “cannot be concerned about chickens”.

Although, he does admit, "I eat chicken, it doesn’t matter which chicken, whether it’s one from the streets, cooked…"

I dunno.  Sometimes I really dunno.

Another Nando’s Ad with old Julius

Heard the fuss about this one when we were in Argentina – apparently “disrespectful” or something, or that Julius wanted to get paid for Nando’s using his image/name. Whatever.

As these ads go, this one is fairly tame, and not so funny methinks. It works better if you know the other ad that was on the radio, which was definitely funny.

So, much ado about nothing…?

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Great ad

This is really cool – it popped up in my email the other day courtesy of Very Short List which sends you their pick of the internet daily.

This one is the ad for the Philip’s Carousel, and is fact a short movie directed by one Adam Berg. The 2 minute 19 second cinematic feature is filmed in one continuous tracking shot and no doubt shows off the features of the new Carousel, as well as some nifty CGI tricks. Whatever – it’s a pretty cool little film (although again using clowns as the bad guys, which is a cheap shot). Watch to the end, then you’ll probably wanna go back to the beginning and watch again to put the pieces together.

Oh, and the film is here also in 21:9 with DOP and director’s comments.

Back from beyond

Wa-heyy, and we’re back from Argentina! What a crazy town Buenos Aires is…phew, it’s a real lifestyle change. And just as we were getting used to it, we had to turn aound and come back. No fair. Now we try to adjust to good old Slaapstad life again.

Anyhoo, on the flight back, it gets lank boring. There’s only so much TV you can watch on those crappy little blinking screens, so many little glasses of water you can drink (they’d RUN OUT of decent whiskey…I ask you, how does an airline RUN OUT of booze? Sacrilege!), and only so many times to get your knees whacked by the doos in front of you who wriggles like he should be ritalin or something. Bastid. So Tink and I amused ourselves by playing stupid little games (we were trying to get her mnd off the fact her laptop and passport had been pilfered the final day…eish) and the best we found was turing each other’s light on, thus signalling the other person to break into “I like to sing-a…”, which is what happens to Cartman whe he gets an anal probe and he starts picking up satellite TV or something. I know, I know – small minds. You really had to be there. All that jazz.

So I been looking around, and it’s actually real – it’s a Looney Tunes cartoon from way back when, and here it is. Sweet!