The Most Underrated Horror Movie of All Time

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We are sitting in an after hours club called "Secret Turf," Larry Talbot and I. It’s located deep under the city streets in what looks like a dank cave, carved below the sewer lines. The bartender is a fat balding man with a bad case of perma-scowl. A group of bikers, all bearded, sit at a table drinking some viscous looking red liquid out of chipped goblets. On their backs are patches with "The PACK" emblazoned on them in what looks to be real blood. A couple of women lounge by the jukebox. They look like cats to me…but they keep pumping quarters into the machine, playing Aqua’s Barbie Girl over and over again.

For once I am comforted by the six foot eight inch frame of Talbot’s manservant/minion Olaf…although even he seems a little ill at ease.

Larry, indifferent to my increasing unease as I come more strongly to feel like an appetizer on a platter, shoves this picture across the table to me…the same image you see above.

"Here," he says. Something about being here makes his voice slightly more guttural. The word emerges as more a growl than a communication.

I look down at the image and back to Larry.

"What’s this?" I ask.

"Tomorrow’s image," he says. He beams at me exposing sharp way-too-white teeth.

"You’re kidding, right?" I say finally.

"Kidding? I don’t kid," says Larry softly. "Your objection?"

I look back at the image and then up at Larry (who is looking just a little bigger at the moment) and open and close my mouth several times.

"Well…yeah. Frankly, Larry — it’s a little creepy."

He chops his hand downward in a dismissive gesture. "It’s a doll in a chair. What could be creepy about that?"

"You drew scars on its cheeks…and those eyebrows…and that mouth with teeth."

Talbot sniffs. "I did not."

"Did too," I insist. "And not very well either."

Talbot looks away from me and studies the room. When he speaks his voice is soft. "It is SOOC."

I snort a little too loudly, drawing instant attention from The Pack, Olaf and the cat girls who have started sniffing the air. I half wave to everyone, try hard to smile and clear my throat.

"Larry — we are not going to have this discussion again. There’s no way this is SOOC. YOU drew this crap on the doll and frankly….well…it’s a little disturbing. I mean half the people coming to my stream already think I’m loony tunes and–"

Larry makes that chopping motion with his hand again.

The cat girls have started Barbie Girl again and the jolly little beat is so freaking discordant that I have a sudden desire to get out of here.

"And, not only is it SOOC," continues Larry, "But Easy Rider is going to love the story."

He shoves a piece of paper across the table to me. I look at the title: "The Most Underrated Horror Movie of All Time."

I read it and look up at Larry. "You wrote this?" I ask.

He nods. "A long time ago."

"This guy’s a dweeb," I say. "What’s more –"

Words freeze in my throat. Spit dries up. Larry is suddenly in my face…and I MEAN ‘in my face’ and his lips are drawn back. He speaks in a low growl: "I was different then. Less than now. Easy Rider will dig the article. POST IT."

So I did. By the way…seeing as it’s Halloween and all (gee…funny Larry should show up now, huh) Larry asked me to ask YOU guys…what’s the Scariest movie you’ve ever seen? Here’s his:


by L. Talbot

I am alone. It’s midnight. I am watching the most underrated horror movie of all time: "The Fearless Vampire Killers." My popcorn is in front of me. It is untouched. At the jaded age of twelve I sit in a room lit only by the flickering glow of the television and try very hard to tell myself that I always sweat like this.

The film starts like so very many of the Hammer vampire movies that have preceded it: a Heroine with an Enviable and Constantly Heaving Bosom, a Wise Old Man who knows more than he is telling, the Passionate Young Man and of course the Eternal Vampire.

At the beginning of the movie I am chomping on popcorn and enjoying the characters. One of the supporting vampires reminds me of Tevye from Fiddler on the Roof which is a concept just creepy enough to produce its own delicious icicle-in-the-gut thrill.

I am contemplating the happy possibility that Sharon Tate (she of the Enviable and Constantly Heaving Bosom) may actually get naked at some point, when IT happens.

Film director Roman Polanski starts breaking the rules.

These vampires are coarse, more like animals. There’s no trilling of strings as the vampire creeps slowly toward his cringing victim. Polanski’s vampires are at home with their brutality. They take blood from humans with a jolly and thoroughly casual attitude that puts me in mind of a wholesome family tucking into a tasty pizza. They attack necks with a happy matter-of-fact chomping and are completely indifferent to the abject agony their feeding causes the victim.

Some of these vampires come out during the day.

They are unimpressed by anyone brandishing a cross.

Yikes! Vampire movies have rules, I think to myself. You don’t mess with the rules! Once the movie is over, how are twelve year old boys expected to make the long dark trek down darkened hallways to the safety of their beds if there are no rules?

But there’s one scene that stays with me still and This Scene is the reason I KNOW this movie didn’t deserved the critical drubbing it got upon its release in 1967.

Here’s the background: our heroes have been captured by the vampires. (Of course. Even a twelve year old saw that coming.) They have been taken to a creepy castle where it has been decided that Sharon Tate is going to be offered up as a main course at a vampire banquet.

They escape – but along the way they wind up in the banquet hall. I mean IN THE banquet hall. Surrounded by vampires. Hundreds of them. None of these vampires know their dinner is walking among them. If they are actually going to get away, our heroes need to pass through this teeming sea of fanged death undetected. There’s a macabre minuet. There’s harpsichord music. All the while our heroes are surrounded by nasty bloodsuckers casually doing unspeakable things.

If discovered, they become food.

I am breathless, trapped in the horror of it all. My entire world is focused on the television screen and I feel a slow creeping dread. Even Sharon Tate’s bosom doesn’t distract me. As they move through the room, surrounded by horror after horror, there looms a mirror. The only people reflected in this mirror in a room FULL of vampires are our heroes.

Yikes! I think. What’s the matter with you people? Can’t you see the MIRROR??? Don’t you know that if the vampires see you in the mirror they will know you’re human and will tear you to pieces? As I think this dark and urgent thought, one of the characters notes the presence of the mirror with shock. He elbows his companion sharply, and points. He sees it! He knows that the mirror could give them away.

Thank you, God. I nearly collapse with relief. The characters can hear me. Good. Maybe they/we will survive this night after all.

That’s when something wet brushes against my neck and everything in my chest plummets directly and immediately into my ankles. My head is throbbing with sudden shock and I cannot breathe.

My leaden hand shoots backward and touches something furry as air squeaks out of me. It is a tortured sound. I whirl to face my attacker.

It’s the family dog looking confused and sort of tired.

I collapse, blood throbbing in my ears, and it is some seconds before I find any humor in the situation.

The movie’s almost over. The heroes are galloping away from the Creepy Castle. But Polanski has just one more surprise in store. It’s a surprise that will rob me of that reassuring sense that all is well with the world because the monster’s dead.

It turns out the monster isn’t dead.

…oh dear…

Posted by magic_fella on 2010-10-16 16:14:02

Tagged: , The Most Underrated Horror Move of All Time , Larry Talbot , Secret Turf , the worst Photoshopping on the planet , and no I’m not losing it just having fun so relax.

Right Now (25 Random Things)

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Ok. I get the point. I’ve been Tagged (AGAIN. REPEATEDLY.) So here are TWENTY FIVE MORE RANDOM THINGS about Me.

1. I tend to Randomly capitalize.

2. My favorite number in the alphabet is Blue.

3. is the magic number.

4. I miss my Dad.

5. I prefer cold weather to hot, but I love thunderstorms, so I put up with the heat and humidity required to produce appropriate thunder and lightning every once in awhile. One of the things I miss most about South Florida are the hurricanes.

6. I type 60+ wpm. I am the ONLY one who showed up enough to Ms. Hall’s typing class senior year to: a) Remember her name and b) learn how to type.

7. I hate raw tomatoes.

8. I could listen to Keifer Sutherland’s voice for hours. He could read the phone book. I don’t care.

9. Writing this made me think of Van Halen’s video for "Right Now" so I stopped writing these things down and watched the video on the internet and wrote down ALL of the "Right Nows."
A few favorites:
Right Now…
-there’s a bomb factory hard at work
-oil companies and old men are in control
-a convenience store is open
-oysters are being robbed of their sole posession
-our government is doing things we think only other countries do
-you aren’t doing what you most wish you were
-your memory is getting longer while your life is getting shorter

Where was I? Oh yes…

10. I can do the Time Warp. (Again.)

11. I have Zero Patience with stupid people. I am working on that.

12. I am very empathetic despite my tough exterior. If I care about you, it is very easy for you to hurt me. But I’ll also go to the ends of the earth for you.

13. I did not appreciate the beauty and freedom of my youth, although I listened to Baz Luhrmann’s Sunscreen Song incessantly, and to be fair, it warned me of that.

14. I listened to Nine Inch Nails album Pretty Hate Machine so damn much that, to this day, my mother knows the song "Head Like a Hole"

15. I’m skipping Number Fifteen. Because I can. And now you’ll wonder.

16. I once broke someone’s heart, and, although it was absolutely the right thing to do, I feel badly for deeply hurting someone I once cared about. I worry to this day if he has ever been okay.

17. I love crosswords. Possibly because I love words.

18. I’d love to be a Culinary Anthropologist. I just don’t know where that would be both applicable and profitable. I’d also like to tie the photography in with that, if possible.

19. Did I leave the oven on?

20. I prefer dogs to cats. Generally large dogs. Although I have always been fascinated by large, predator cats, particularly pumas, panthers, mountain lions… et cetera. I blame the short-lived but much-loved-by-me series "Manimal" for this obsession.

21. I tend to think and write in Stream of Consciousness.

22. I am a maple syrup snob and will only eat genuine Grade B Maple syrup. From a tree, not a female-shaped plastic bottle.

23. Also Balsamic Vinegar: Roland Four Diamond brand… it’s amazing and once I had it, I have never been able to eat the thin, un-aged stuff again.

24. I love high thread-count, 100% cotton sheets. I have probably 10 sets. I do not believe it is necessary to have this many sheet sets for one bed. Nevertheless…

25. I want to travel the country for months in an RV. I want to see and photograph every wonder of our country and eat at odd, roadside diners and dives and historic places, and pick berries and see deserts and oceans and lakes and endless skies and sunsets and landmarks and buildings and sagauro cacti and large trees and moose and bears and rusted out airplanes and wrecked cars and urban superhighways and islands both deserted and supersaturated with 8 million people.

I’d also like to travel Europe by train.

Posted by Jadydangel on 2009-02-01 03:56:47

Tagged: , Jadydangel , 25 Random Things , Musical Notions , Van Halen , Right , Now , Not Explored

Getting Low Is Not Enough

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Mr Singh,
I am curious—do you change your bokeh entirely in post processing so that absolutely NOTHING shows in the background??? ALL OF YOUR SONGBIRD PHOTOS HAVE NOTHING IN THE BACKGROUND. Do you create Layers in Photoshop and paste the image on a plain background??
Reason I ask is that all of your bokehs are entirely clean with NOTHING but various shades of green in the background.
Anyway— I have been doing bird photography for about 8 years and can seldom get backgrounds consistent like I see you do…What is your secret??? I know it could not possibly be natural..
BTW –superb image —I like the shot from the back which one seldom sees in photographs of this bird.
David Cree

Nicely done…do you do layers in photoshop to get your BG so clean and green at times?…this one looks unlayered…beautiful stream…great work-Gene

i really enjoy your blurring effects with your bird photography. Do you use photoshop? lightroom?- Ken Goldman Photography

I hope I have the opportunity to talk to you some day. I am particularly interested in how you consistently get such great backgrounds. I presume you are shooting in the f5.6 range. But you are either damn lucky to get the greens behind the shots you post or you are exposing thousands of shots, as we all do, but are more patient or luckier than most – I don’t believe in luck – or your post processing skills are off the charts.-Bill Barber

Getting Pleasing Background

I get these questions all the time and I have answered these questions before. Today I decided to address these questions in some detail. I am sure that most of you are aware of the content here but those who would like to know more about it might find it interesting.

I believe that an image should be created in the field, not in Photoshop. I am not against using Photoshop though. I also believe that some distracting elements can be removed in Photoshop if possible. Creating a new background, which was not present when you took the image is not my preference.

Why pay attention to the background of an image?
A bad background can spoil a great wildlife subject. The background is an important element in making a pleasing image in wildlife photography. A distracting background tends to compete with your subject. As a result there is always a risk that the viewer might lose connection with the subject. Simplifying the background by making it out of focus (bokeh) results in silky-smooth soft background, which isolates subject from background or makes your subject pop out, makes it dramatic, and is one of many and very effective way of leading the eye of viewer to the subject.

What is the setting to create a pleasing bokeh (shallow depth of field)?
It’s Simple

Reduce the amount of background by using a lens with the longest focal length you have. Create shallower depth of field by using a larger aperture and have the background far enough away that it blurs naturally.

How do you achieve a pleasing bokeh in the field consistently?
It’s hard work

Here things get complex. Unfortunately a combination of factors are required to achieve a pleasing background. There is no magic in consistently controlling the background in wildlife photography.
Reduce the amount of background by getting as close as possible to the subject.
Visualizing the background before taking the shot is also a good idea. That will save you time in wondering how to get the best possible background in a given condition. Wait for wildlife to move into your frame. Of course, wildlife will not always cooperate with you and move in the direction you would like. You can move in either direction, around the subject or change angle to find good background being cautious not to scare the wildlife. Find a background far away from your subject. Look for evenly lit, homogeneous color, smooth and small natural repeating shapes/patterns like a meadow, small plants, a tree with small leafs, grasses, water, or sand as background. Change your angle to get them if possible. They produce smooth bokeh. Usually I avoid very bright backgrounds behind the subject. Here is the fun part. All these considerations have to be taken along with full attention to your subject which is the center of attention. But we are not talking about that here though.

Get as low as possible
I am big fan of this technique as you can see me doing this in my Facebook profile picture. A very smooth background, when shooting wildlife on ground or in water, can be produced by getting low to the subject’s eye level. You get a completely blurred background by the simple fact that they are generated from almost infinite distance between your subject and background.

Getting low is not enough
Many times we are not satisfied with just a blurred background. We look for our favorite colors to go with the subject. I am illustrating this by the set of photos above. In our recent trip my friend Bill Morales and I were shooting Red-breasted Sapsuckers from the ground and we were getting an unwanted bluish color in the background. You can see my friend Bill took it to the next level to get that green background in his Red-breasted Sapsucker image (right panel). I am not advocating standing on your car roof (the car was fine) but stressing the importance of seeking out the best background for your images. to look at his outstanding work.
I know that this is not new to many of you but for those who are starting out or for those who were wondering how I get my blurred backgrounds I hope I have answered some of your questions. Give some of these techniques a try. I’m sure you will be happy with the results.

Posted by BN Singh on 2016-10-24 20:24:08


You Can Find Beauty in Anything… If You are Willing to See It [120/365]

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You Can Find Beauty in Anything… If You are Willing to See It [120/365] – Today marks 120 days into Project 365… 4 months of 2009 have already passed and it seems like it was only a couple of weeks ago that we rang in the New Year! It’s silly to say, but this photo project has quite possibly changed my life! Maybe not drastically, but I’d be lying if I said that it hasn’t made an impact. Not only did it inspire me to upgrade my camera, but it’s motivated me to actually leave my house, stretch my imagination and search for beauty in things I’d never look at twice before. I’ve got a long way to go before I can confidently say that I know what I’m doing, but learning is part of the fun.
A lot of things in life are really great right now. I could list them but that would take all night. On the small scale of things, it’s the end of the work week and I have some pretty exciting weekend plans. Life is so much better when you force yourself to be optimistic.

PS.. The forest was so pretty today, and I wanted to explore it more and take some fun photos. Unfortunately there were some creepy forest folks lingering and they made me a bit nervous. What would I do, hit them with my tripod? Haha.

OH and before I forget… a huge thank you to Anita and Mel for the testimonials! You ladies are so awesome!!!

Posted by Krysta Shippelt (Larson) on 2009-05-01 05:31:05

Tagged: , Happy , Optimistic , Beauty , Anything , Forest , Tree , Girl , Krysta , Me! , rosepetal


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Let’s try this again.

I decided that the best thing to do in regards to starting again was talk to my wife before starting this thing up for real. The last one was hard because of the pressure I put on myself to do so much, and this time it’s gonna be different. I’m not worried about style points, i’m not worried about photoshop, i’m not worried about learning curves….in fact, i’m not worried about anything at all.

I’m doing this for me. For fun. And that’s about it. I’m not going to be posting every day, and some days I may post more than one to get caught up. I will take things as they come.

Expect nothing from me, but take what you can get 😉 I may not even finish if I don’t feel like it.

Oh, and it’s open-topic, whatever I want…me, kittehs, puppehs, flowers, my toe, the sky, cars, other people…whatever I want. If you don’t like that, go somewhere else…

ok, ok, no, please, stay….


Oh, look who else started!!!

Posted by AndYaDontStop on 2010-01-02 01:47:32

Tagged: , 1 , 365y2d1 , totw , emotion , excited , scared , all at once , 10 minute rule…ummm…i’ll try… , The Butterscotch Chronicles

Pink Pink Pink

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Tag I’m it !!

All be damned if I haven’t been tagged over and over again… I tried to be rude and ignore you all but the guilt is keeping me up at night so here it goes……..bahahaha

16 Things About PINK !!

1. Ok like you didn’t know this one already but I am completely addicted to PINK… If something’s pink I will see it… The color calls to meeeee… Not sure when my PINK addiction started but it’s pretty much out of control now…!!!!

2. I started flickr on Aug 29, 2006….It’s all been downhill since then….can someone say….ADDICTION ISSUES !!

3. I have two beautiful children that I absolutely adore.. My son D.J. is 16 and my daughter Sissy is 13 (these are their nicknames I don’t like to share their real names for privacy).

4. I am a HUGE…I mean HUGE germaphobic.. I will go to extremes to keep your cooties off my person.. Can’t touch a door handle without a towel..!! Can’t touch the buttons in an elevator or the rails on an escalator…..and Walmart has the most germs….the second I enter that store I get queasy and can’t get out fast enough!! Just say’n !! bahahaha

5. Can’t stand shopping….this annoys most all my friends.. my motto…"buy it online" less germs to deal with when you shop online !! bahahaha

6. Hate crowds.. Makes me very uneasy and I get all nervous and sweaty…

7. Hate small places….buses and planes are awful and I have to be drugged in order to ride in one..

8. I get nervous meeting new people.. I will almost always break a sweat unless liquored up !! bahahaha

9. I love music.. I listen to my ipod for hours on end and I’m pretty sure I’ve damaged my hearing because the louder the music the better !!

10. I loveeeeeee coffee….I’m breaking the starbucks habit for the second time this year because I got a coffee maker for Christmas.. lets see how long I make it this time !! baha

11. I love the ocean.. Bodega Bay California is my favorite place because of so many special memories I have with my family there. My fathers ashes were spread there when he passed away….as will mine be one day.

12. Before my father died he asked me to think of a word so that when I heard it I would know he was thinking and watching over me. I chose a number instead 222 (a combo found in my birthday) and I see that number all the time and in places you’d never imagine and alot times I see it when I need to know that he is there..

13. I love butterflies.. I believe they carry the souls of those who have passed on and in some of my weakest and darkest moments a butterfly has appeared to help me through..

14. I have one tattoo.. It’s of a butterfly and it is located on the inside of my right ankle.

15. I don’t normally like to read books but my daughter recently got me hooked on the Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight Saga and I am soooo in love with Edward….Vampires rule Werewolves drool ! Just say’n ! hahahaha

16. And last but not least I am completely infatuated with bald men..!! Not all men can pull this feat off but when they do I am like butter in their hands !! I once asked a bald man if I could rub his head…. Did I just say that out loud ?

Ok I played your silly game now stop tagging me and go away already ! bahahahaha

P.S. I won’t be tagging anyone cos that’s how I roll..

Posted by Cherishlovespink on 2008-12-30 17:58:41

Tagged: , Cherishlovespink , Pinkalicious , Bodega Bay , California , Texture , Shack , Paint , Rust , Pink

Christian Music | Praise and Worship | “All Things Live in the Rules and Laws Set Down by God”

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Christian Music Video | praise and worship music | "All Things Live in the Rules and Laws Set Down by God" |…
1. Thousands of years passed by, humans still enjoy the light and the air bestowed by God. Humans still breathe in and out the breath exhaled by God Himself. Humans still enjoy things created by God, the fish, birds, flowers and insects. Humans enjoy all the things, all the things provided by God. Continually day and night still replace each other. As usual the four seasons alternate. Flying in the sky, the geese depart in winter and return in spring. Swimming in the water, the fish never leave the rivers and the lakes, their home.
2. During the summer days, cicadas on the ground joyfully sing their hearts out. During the autumn days, crickets in the grass gently hum in time to the wind. Geese gather in flocks, while eagles stay alone. Lions hunt to live, while elk never stray from the grass and flowers. … Every living creature in all things comes and goes again and again, a million changes in a moment. But what does not change are their instincts and the laws of survival. They live under God’s nourishing and provision. No one can change their instincts. No one can break their rules of survival. No one can break their rules of survival.
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Posted by Kelly.H.Sexton on 2019-08-18 13:09:35

Tagged: , Christian Music , Praise and Worship , worship music , praise music , praise and worship music , God , music about God , All Things , laws of survival , Live in the Rules and Laws Set Down by God , praise God music , The Church of Almighty God , Music , Christian , praise and worship song , praise and worship songs , worship songs , christian praise and worship songs , All Things Live in the Rules and Laws , All Things Live in the Rules and Laws Set Down by God , christian worship songs

The Sweet, Simple Things

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"It is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all." — Laura Ingalls Wilder

Recently, found myself giving my son a "life lesson" about, well, life. From what I’ve seen, life isn’t all roses and candy, most of life tends to be dull, routine, status quo, or hard work. Go to school, study hard, get good grades so you can go to another school and study hard, then get a diploma so you can get a job and work, work, work, so you can work some more. Awesome parties and epic vacations aren’t the norm for most people — generally, the truly incredible parts of life are few and far between, and it’s really all the little, simple things scattered throughout that make a good life.

Anyway, found myself in this field of small, quiet, simple wildflowers at sunrise the other morning, and had to take my own lesson to heart. It wasn’t earth-shattering scenery or composition, it was a simple field of flowers with strong wind and low light. Challenging conditions to shoot in, especially on little sleep. But it was one of the sweet, simple things of life, and a moment I won’t soon forget.

Have a blessed Sunday and week ahead y’all!

All images/videos copyright Sam Post, please do not blog/crop/re-share/use my photos without written permission. If you do re-share, please give attribution and a link back.

Posted by sampost on 2016-04-10 05:47:21

Tagged: , simplethings , sunrise , flowers , california , lifelesson , preachingtothechoir , daybreakersclub , fotodiox , wildflowers , escaype

100 words | character

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i really don’t remember how old i was when my father told me that all we ever have is our reputation. that "we must always do the right thing whether someone is watching or not. that’s a person of good character" he would say, "the person who knows what to do and does it because they should, especially when it is difficult." he also tried to teach me the joy in accomplishing the every day drudgery: dishes, laundry, that sort of thing or at least to feel "that once you have started a chore, you are practically done."

i don’t know why these thoughts are coming to me now–so random from the good character to dishes! he certainly taught me tons of things that i hear in my head all the time, and sometimes obey! i always obey "never swim alone." he taught me to always be respectful of others — the golden rule — but he practiced it. he was (and i only say was because he doesn’t talk that much now) an example to the three of us of how a good, decent, compassionate person should live. he is a gentleman. he always put my mother first. he loves my mother like crazy but he also respects her–that’s key. that is so key to be raised like that and i am blessed for it.

my mother’s sisters, my dear aunts, call him a bit of a prude. and he is! my mother and i giggle like silly fools over things that my father would just not like–but that’s ok! and i married a man so like him! so sometimes i feel a bit sorry for us that he has slipped away in so many ways. but whether he remembers me all the time or not he still kisses me and tells me he loves me, even if he can’t remember my name!!!! he’s the best. yes, i am blessed!!!

Posted by sidemtess | linda on 2011-01-16 20:29:23

Tagged: , sidemtess , 15 january 2011 , film , b&w , black and white , canon rebel 2000 , 50mm , 50mm f1.4 , carl immediately had processed, so i could use one as my 365 for the fifteenth , my father , deep in thought , where is he, what is he thinking , my father has dementia and sometimes doesn’t know us , we went to a party at my brother’s house yesterday and he went willingly but he looks so sad , i love him so much it hurts , but he is with us and sometimes he does remember more than others , i spilled my wine and he was the first one to ask if i gotten any on my camera! he knows how important it is to me! , he is the best dad ever and that’s not just blather because he is ill now , we knew it back then , and we still do , dad , sweet

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and then the light[s] went out

I wonder, do they really care about us ?

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come on, take 10 minutes out of your busy day and watch; apt for these times:

dancing the drill, bucharest

and with the original:

"They Don’t Care About Us"

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, aggravation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Bang bang, shot dead
Everybody’s gone mad

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

Beat me, hate me
You can never break me
Will me, thrill me
You can never kill me
Jew me, sue me
Everybody do me
Kick me, kike me
Don’t you black or white me

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

Tell me what has become of my life
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
I’m tired of being the victim of hate
You’re ripping me off my pride
Oh, for God’s sake
I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy…
Set me free

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Trepidation, speculation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Black man, blackmail
Throw your brother in jail

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

Tell me what has become of my rights
Am I invisible because you ignore me?
Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
I’m tired of being the victim of shame
They’re throwing me in a class with a bad name
I can’t believe this is the land from which I came
You know I really do hate to say it
The government don’t wanna see
But if Roosevelt was living
He wouldn’t let this be, no, no

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, speculation
Everybody litigation
Beat me, bash me
You can never trash me
Hit me, kick me
You can never get me

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

Some things in life they just don’t wanna see
But if Martin Luther was living
He wouldn’t let this be, no, no

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, segregation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Kick me, kick me
Don’t you wrong or right me

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about
All I wanna say is that
they don’t really care about
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

michael jackson

Posted by bunchadogs & susan on 2016-11-21 19:48:40

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