Beggar and King George V. circa 1920
How in the hell could a man enjoy being awakened at 8:30 a.m. by an alarm clock, leap out of bed, dress, force-feed, shit, piss, brush teeth and hair, and fight traffic to get to a place where essentially you made lots of money for somebody else and were asked to be grateful for the opportunity to do so?
— Charles Bukowski, Factotum (via MOONHYMNS)
“If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face forever.” … O’Brien to Winston Smith in George Orwell’s 1984
migrant strawberry picker playing guitar in his tent near Hammond, LA, by Russell Lee 1939
(via goo22)
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Meanwhile, at the Murdoch Estate….
…story from Adventures Into the Unknown #20, “The Zombie Death,” with art by Lin Streeter…
Bob Adelman—Rev. Joseph Carter guards his home the night after registering to vote, Alabama, 1966
For all of those out in the streets tonight, I wish you well.
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Be seeing you.
The Town Scryer is a mixed bag of humor, socio-political observations and ephemera from the perspective of a eclectic Pagan veteran of the counter-culture. Philip Posehn's main blog is at The Town Scryer.
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