Friday Fun for Saturday

Yesterday I promised you some bonus Easter fun – let me first make clear that this in not going to be fluffy bunny, cute chicks themed fun – in fact Easter has nothing to do with it. It’s simply that I had too much fun to share this week and felt that some of it wasn’t appropriate for Good Friday. [Clearly I have no issues with it on ‘Holy Saturday’…]

First up are a couple of niche blogs that take things from history and bring them into the 21st century, with edge. We have Bangable Dudes in History and Gay Captions

The former is a genius idea. It takes photos of people from history and ranks their hotness. Come on, who hasn’t looked at the pictures in a history text book and thought “Wow, Lenin was hot!” or “I wouldn’t say no to Woodrow Wilson!” or even “I wouldn’t kick Napoleon out of bed”? Yes, some of the content is a trifle dodgy, but it does use pie charts and historical documents, so that wins for me.

The latter could also be a bit on the dodgy side, but it’s also flipping hilarious, so I’ll forgive it. The concept is a simple one – take an old drawing/picture/cartoon and give it a caption that in today’s world changes its meaning entirely. Superb. For example:

My final bit shouldn’t actually be seen as dodgy – it’s a serious issue that most of us will have to face at some point. How do you explain sex to your children? Even more importantly, what do you do if the question comes up in a situation where things are out of your control – like in a Thai restaurant. This is exactly the problem Julia Sweeney faced when her 8 year old asked where tadpoles came from, over Thai Green Curry – that was the start of a slippery slope which is now the subject of a very funny monologue available on YouTube. To give you a flavour of what is a brilliant watch, at one point she is hit by the realisation that she had taken her daughter “by the hand and led her into the world of internet porn” – not that she showed her porn, you understand, her conduct as a mother is never inappropriate, you just have to watch the video to hear how they got from tadpoles, to humans, to dogs, to cats, to YouTube and beyond…

I’m fairly sure that I never asked such difficult questions of my parents. In fact, the closest I think we got to such a cringeworthy conversation took place in the Ikea cafe on the day I was bought a double bed – aged 14. (My room was massive and a double bed was thought logical as I could be turned out of my bedroom when guests visited – they’d get the added bonus of my carefully constructed constellations of glow-stars on the ceiling, stuck up with reference to a star map.) My parents thought this would be an opportune moment to explain that having a double bed did not mean I had license to bring boys home. You’d almost think that, you know, aged 14 I might actually have a boyfriend and such an activity might be a possibility – I didn’t and it wasn’t – but I’m glad they felt the need to have the conversation.

While writing, I’ve realised that all three of these gems have been garnered from The Hairpin, but thankfully only Annabelle reads it religiously enough  to know, and hopefully she might have missed one or two of them. Next week I’ll try to be far more original.

Comments

  1. Like it. On a similar vein, have you read Caitlin Moran’s ‘gallery of true hotness’ in the Times? Her inexplicably attractive lady-killers include Dick van Dyke and Paul McCartney. So wrong they’re right..

  2. Brilliant!
    I can understand the attraction of Macca more than Dick van Dyke…

    Sadly I can’t read any of it as it’s stuck behind the paywall. Boo.

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