Dear Reader, following the death of Grandad, yesterday I had the sad duty of posting */knot-eyes* on MEROVEE of the death of U.N.C.L.E Mr Napoleon Solo… You know, Han :D’s twinnish bro…
*/Slaps forehead… Again!? FFS, Clicky, watt is it with you and posting embarrassing photos of me? …/folds arms and taps foot sternly… I mean… Why, for Gawd’s sake? …/turns in exasperation…*
Fear has a long history, and the idea of control-by-fear has a history that’s only five minutes less than that. Keeping control of a pack of hominids by being the biggest and nastiest was a simple step and an easy one to cope with. Everyone knew who the biggest and nastiest one was and everyone knew to keep on his good side. Nothing devious or sneaky required by Big’n’Nasty, although underlings might engage in sneakiness to get their own way without being battered. Big’n’Nasty ruled by fear.
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Dear Reader, it appears Madam X Secretary approved the meme…
*I saw that story yesterday, Clicky… Posted… /knot-eyes… of it with Red Frank… Very sad…*
*/squints… ‘K, Oz…. /scans… More tragedy… Hugo sent me that story on DM this morning, Clicky…*
*Yeah, another popular music star bites the dust in 20H+H… Again… /knot-eyes… on MEROVEE yesterday…*
*/:O… Yes, I opened the box… Clicky! /stern squint… They’re nearly 20 years old now… /wrestles with beastly assistant… Stop it! Don’t you dare…*
*/Turns purple… Cade’s right – you are a shithead, Clicky!*
*You wouldn’t! I told him that in confidence… /wrestles some more… I don’t care what kind of fucking freaky-work-based friendship you struck up with Leggy under Dume… Stop. It. Now…*
*/explodes with cold rage… I’m going to fucking kill you!! …/lunges…*
*/huff… These wee… key leaks… /puffs… Clicky, have become… a flood…*
Meanwhile, in keeping the tit-for-tat, ahead of Wiki’s ninth release, overnight the ninth’s Trump accuser came forward, when a Clinton donor claimed the billionaire kissed her on the mouth in front of her shocked family at Mother’s Day lunch at Mar-a-Lago club.
I made my first posting at Sync Miss For Him in quite a while this morning…
Yes, it’s the US Presidential election and Trump’s in Putin pocket, if Hillarity is to believed…
*Yeah, she is somewhat scary, Click*
After posting I sat on the old box in the conservatory, whilst Mistress Ploppy went outside for a pee. I looked down and stared at the upside down writing between my legs…
*No, that’s a terrible reconstruction, Clicky. You’d never get a job on Crimewatch… /squints …let me set it out…*
Although I’ve owned the box more than 20 years, it was the first time I’d noticed what is printed on it since… /thinks… well, since I bought it from the Stationery Dept at John Lewis, Oxford Street.
TRUMPERTON’S
AMAZING
TOY
EMPORIUM
MECHANICAL NOVELTIES
MUSICAL CONTRAPTIONS
TIN & CAST TOYS
BOOKS
PORCELAIN DOLLS
MAGICAL APPARATUS
GAMES & PUZZLES
WE LEAD
OTHERS FOLLOW
It reminded me that there was a card game from my youth that all the boys used to play…
Top Trumps was a card game popular with adults and children in the United Kingdom in the 1970s and 1980s, especially amongst boys, for whom it was a popular playground pastime. The topics tended to reflect this, and included military hardware, modes of transport and racing cars. The packs tended to be priced so that children could collect new packs by saving pocket money for a few weeks.
The original Top Trumps were launched in early 1976, with eleven different packs selling at 50p each, published by a company named Dubreq. Dubreq was also known for the Stylophone. Dubreq was taken over by Waddingtons in 1982, and they continued manufacturing packs until the early 1990s. The packs from this period are now collectible.
*/nods… Yes, that’s certainly a musical contraption, Clicky… And a bit of mechanical novelty*
Clinton’s got her cards… /sigh… I’m a sucker for an underdog… /rolls eyes…
Ruthenian (adj.) 1850, of or pertaining to the Ukrainian people (earlier Ruthene, 1540s), from Medieval Latin Rutheni “the Little Russians,” a derivative of Russi (see Russia). For consonant change, compare Medieval Latin Prut(h)eni, from Prussi “Prussians.” Another word in the same sense was Russniak.
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