"I don't hold with all that washing..."
"why, what's the matter?"
"nothing pooh bear, nothing. we can't all, and some of us don't. that's all there is to it"
"can't all what?" said pooh, rubbing his nose.
"gaiety. song-and-dance. here we go round the mulberry bush."
"oh!" said pooh. he thought for a long time, and then asked, "what mulberry bush is that?"
now - i have always felt a kindred spirit in this droopy eared rumply stuffed jacka, er 'donkey' (he looks and feels most like my own persona at times is why); and always truly liked the fact that disney in all its' 'family wisdom' generated cash flow kept it at least true to a.a. milnes character in depictions of him - that being the depressed member of the hundred acre wood.
after all, not everyone is as happy go lucky as a certain round overstuffed bear with a honey pot always stuck on his head; much the same as our world has it's share of said bears, honey pots and depressed donkeys too.
so this commercial pops up and he is a smiling ear flapping to music or hand claps.... jackass there, now I said it...... yep.
am i the only one who see's this as an affront to my modern sensibilities? an outrage/sham of a character well loved and depicted even by a greedy corporate giant who stayed the course? ...
along comes fisher price - who everyone knows has "little people" and "wee folks" sprouting out of every orifice on the body of every member of the boardroom (too many hits of ol' "Smiley Face" acid tabs in the 60's perhaps?) and creates an eeyore who smiles. and hugely at that.
just like all fisher price abominations - that same simpleton, vacuous insipid smile plastered on every plasticene face that peers back at you thru plastic fronted packaging up and down every shelf within eyesight of every toymonger out here - in and out of retail.... yeah, i'm on a soap box here and it ain't gonna get anywhere near "clean" by the time i am done...
in the words of our leader of sadness and despair:
" i don't hold with all that washing..." grumbles eeyore, "all this modern behind-the-ears nonsense."
i learned to live my life by homilies from my favorite blue man...
...the old gray donkey, eeyore; stood by himself in a thistly corner of the forest, his front feet well apart, his head on one side, and thought about things. sometimes he thought sadly to himself, "why?" and sometimes he thought, "wherefore?" and sometimes he thought, "inasmuch as which?" and sometimes he didn't quite know what he was thinking about. from "the pooh book of quotations" by a. a. milne
"when stuck in the river, it is best to dive and swim to the bank yourself before someone drops a large stone on your chest in an attempt to hoosh you there." eeyore from "eeyore's gloomy little instruction book" by a. a. milne
"no give and take. no exchange of thought. it gets you nowhere, particularly if the other person's tail is only just in sight for the second half of the conversation." eeyore from "the house at pooh corner" by a. a. milne
It Was There...Now It's Gone
You think you can
Depend on tails.
You don't expect tails
to go wrong.
The last time I looked
It was right there.
Now when I look there,
it's gone.
It was always
Just behind me,
always tagging along.
A little something
at the back...
I thought it was there,
And it's gone.
I assumed it was
Attached to me,
that it actually
Hung true.
I'd hoped it was stuck
Very firmly on.
Maybe we needed
some glue.
It used to trail
right behind me,
Always tailing along.
My little extra
at the back...
I thought it was there,
now it's gone.
from "Lessons from the Hundred-Acre Wood" by Hallie Marshall
... ok, so where am i going with this you may wonder or ask?
i'm just bent at commercialism for a new world i suppose, if it was good enough to last a couple lifetimes so far - why change it? i am disgruntled to say the least, and outrageously pessimistic at what passes for "marketing" now-a-days... that we have to put a smile on something in order to have it accepted, and then perpetuate the false hoods for later in life when we learn the lesson that says:
"snap outta your daydream, sincerity is only sarcasm with a smile on it"
... hell, i could be wrong - but i like my jackasses to stay melancholoy as originally drawn... only then will we learn from it.
and then having learned it - we get to soar!
note: small images are clickable to "go big!"
"nothing pooh bear, nothing. we can't all, and some of us don't. that's all there is to it"
"can't all what?" said pooh, rubbing his nose.
"gaiety. song-and-dance. here we go round the mulberry bush."
"oh!" said pooh. he thought for a long time, and then asked, "what mulberry bush is that?"
now - i have always felt a kindred spirit in this droopy eared rumply stuffed jacka, er 'donkey' (he looks and feels most like my own persona at times is why); and always truly liked the fact that disney in all its' 'family wisdom' generated cash flow kept it at least true to a.a. milnes character in depictions of him - that being the depressed member of the hundred acre wood.
after all, not everyone is as happy go lucky as a certain round overstuffed bear with a honey pot always stuck on his head; much the same as our world has it's share of said bears, honey pots and depressed donkeys too.
so this commercial pops up and he is a smiling ear flapping to music or hand claps.... jackass there, now I said it...... yep.
am i the only one who see's this as an affront to my modern sensibilities? an outrage/sham of a character well loved and depicted even by a greedy corporate giant who stayed the course? ...
along comes fisher price - who everyone knows has "little people" and "wee folks" sprouting out of every orifice on the body of every member of the boardroom (too many hits of ol' "Smiley Face" acid tabs in the 60's perhaps?) and creates an eeyore who smiles. and hugely at that.
just like all fisher price abominations - that same simpleton, vacuous insipid smile plastered on every plasticene face that peers back at you thru plastic fronted packaging up and down every shelf within eyesight of every toymonger out here - in and out of retail.... yeah, i'm on a soap box here and it ain't gonna get anywhere near "clean" by the time i am done...
in the words of our leader of sadness and despair:
" i don't hold with all that washing..." grumbles eeyore, "all this modern behind-the-ears nonsense."
i learned to live my life by homilies from my favorite blue man...
...the old gray donkey, eeyore; stood by himself in a thistly corner of the forest, his front feet well apart, his head on one side, and thought about things. sometimes he thought sadly to himself, "why?" and sometimes he thought, "wherefore?" and sometimes he thought, "inasmuch as which?" and sometimes he didn't quite know what he was thinking about. from "the pooh book of quotations" by a. a. milne
"when stuck in the river, it is best to dive and swim to the bank yourself before someone drops a large stone on your chest in an attempt to hoosh you there." eeyore from "eeyore's gloomy little instruction book" by a. a. milne
"no give and take. no exchange of thought. it gets you nowhere, particularly if the other person's tail is only just in sight for the second half of the conversation." eeyore from "the house at pooh corner" by a. a. milne
You think you can
Depend on tails.
You don't expect tails
to go wrong.
The last time I looked
It was right there.
Now when I look there,
it's gone.
It was always
Just behind me,
always tagging along.
A little something
at the back...
I thought it was there,
And it's gone.
I assumed it was
Attached to me,
that it actually
Hung true.
I'd hoped it was stuck
Very firmly on.
Maybe we needed
some glue.
It used to trail
right behind me,
Always tailing along.
My little extra
at the back...
I thought it was there,
now it's gone.
... ok, so where am i going with this you may wonder or ask?
i'm just bent at commercialism for a new world i suppose, if it was good enough to last a couple lifetimes so far - why change it? i am disgruntled to say the least, and outrageously pessimistic at what passes for "marketing" now-a-days... that we have to put a smile on something in order to have it accepted, and then perpetuate the false hoods for later in life when we learn the lesson that says:
"snap outta your daydream, sincerity is only sarcasm with a smile on it"
... hell, i could be wrong - but i like my jackasses to stay melancholoy as originally drawn... only then will we learn from it.
and then having learned it - we get to soar!
note: small images are clickable to "go big!"
posted by doug | 11:58 PM
1 Comments:
I am late reading posts today - and this one was worth the wait. I think Eeyore ought to stay as he was written too!
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