Saturday, May 5, 2018
Marzipan and Sexism
Thursday, April 19, 2018
This Little Piggy…
Tuesday, April 17, 2018
How To Please Your Man
Thursday, April 12, 2018
Hey Presto!
Wednesday, April 11, 2018
A Slippery Slope
Monday, April 9, 2018
‘Murica
Friday, April 6, 2018
The Ides of Salad
Post-war Europe, licking its wounds, decided that the best way to scour the past was to design the future to look completely different; less socially divisive, more socialist. To replace the ruined grand palaces that represented the classist states, architects embraced Brutalism, a no-frills, utilitarian approach that foregrounded structure and raw materials over classic proportions and beauty. This was a style that purported to celebrate the common man, unadorned by the baggage of history, a tough, and no-nonsense kind of person who saw buildings for what they were: simply structures in which to conduct the necessary business of life. After all, look where tradition and beauty had gotten them: homicidally complacent about the sanctity of life.
Thus was Europe re-born in the image of a concrete God — hulking, angular, and utterly dispossessed of mirth. Public institutions in particular became expressions of civic self-hatred, soulless arenas in which cold-war politics were practiced with the dedication of termites, whose grandiose houses were grotesque cannibalizations of those they replaced.
The word brutal comes to us from the brute, the animal valued only for its obedient power, and which came to mean savage, cruel, and unfeeling — just like the architecture whose name it employs. To be brutal is to be a bully who slays you without conscience, just because he can.
Which brings us to this 1971 Brutalist version of the Caesar salad: a glass bowl filled solely with the undressed top half of a lettuce, into which two salad tongs have been plunged, as if to bring the point home — who needs taste, when literal tastelessness will do. Why, this is violence indeed.
See also: Making A Boob of Yourself
Thursday, April 5, 2018
Pizza Potatoes — For When You Simply Don’t Give A F*ck
Wednesday, April 4, 2018
Making A Boob Of Yourself
See also: The Ides of Salad
Tuesday, April 3, 2018
The Cocktail Fork Killer
Rumford Common Sense Cook Book, The Department of Home Economics of The Rumford Company, 1930
Monday, April 2, 2018
An International Incident
See Also: A SNAFU In The Jungle, Raggedy Ann Revisited, Horrorscope
Saturday, March 31, 2018
Horrorscope
See Also: An International Incident, Raggedy Ann Revisited, A SNAFU In The Jungle
Friday, March 30, 2018
Raggedy Ann Revisited
See Also: An International Incident, Horrorscope, A SNAFU In The Jungle
Thursday, March 29, 2018
A SNAFU in the Jungle
See Also: Raggedy Ann Revisited, An International Incident, Horrorscope