What are you listening to ?

Listens to

Sesame Street - I Want To Hold Your Ear
(sung by Bert. Is a creepy episode.
Reminds me that Mads will be on TV, tonight.)

Listens to an aside, about Bert
The website evilbert, hosted an image
of Bert, as a jihadist. A person that was
seeking to make a profit from selling images
of Osama Bin Laden, grabbed the pic off of the
site. This person did not notice that a muppet was
present during the event ? (I would venture to guess,
that no one could miss the presence of Bert, and that person
is, in some manner, subversive.)

Immediately following the September 11th terrorist attacks in the United States, a news photograph of a Bangladesh protester holding a poster of Bert and Osama bin Laden began appearing on the Internet. According to BBC News[5], they were printed and sold by the local Dhaka shop Azad Products, who used the same image from Ignacio’s “Bert is Evil” website. The company appearent sold almost 2,000 copies of the posters during the street demonstration over the US military strikes in Afghanistan.

Mostafa Kamal, the production manager at Azad Products, the Dhaka shop which made the posters, told AP news agency that he had got the pictures from the internet.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/1594600.stm

Listens to the story of Lucy the chimpanzee, and the human beings who interacted with her.

Listens to the story of Kanzi the bonobo,and Kanzi's interaction with human beings

http://www.radiolab.org/story/91708-kanzi/

Human to human relationships are difficult.
Primate to primate relationships are difficult.
The human being must take responsibility
and practice forethought.

We have been human, much longer than they have.
(Non- human primates may speak. The structures for
speaking are developed differently in our relatives. That
makes it difficult for them, but not impossible.)
 
Peter and Gordon: Lady Godiva- Live.

(On Milton Berle's show)

Just nineteen, a beauty queen

She made a ride that caused a scene

In the town
Her long blonde hair
Hangin' down around her knees

All the cats who dig striptease
Prayin' for a little breeze

Her long blonde hair
Falling down across her arms
Hiding all the lady's charms

Lady Godiva

She found fame and made her name
A Hollywood director came into town
And said to her
"How'd you like to be a star?"
"You're a girl that could go far"
"'specially dressed the way you are"

She smiled at him
Gave her pretty head a shake
That was Lady G's mistake

A-hey-hey-hey
Lady Godiva

He directs certificate 'X'
And people now are craning their necks
To see her
'Cause she's a star
One that everybody knows
Finished with the striptease shows
Now she can't afford her clothes

Her long blonde hair
Lyin' on the barber's floor
Doesn't need it long, anymore
Lady Godiva

Lady Godiva Rides Again (Frank Launder, 1951) a strange film
Was a a re- run on television, when I was a child
Along with the scandal of Marilyn on TV wearing nothing but a lacey slip,
a film about women in bikinis, trying to win a prize for looking attractive.
When I was a teen, I watched a film in the old movie house in Cambridge, called
Prix de Beauté. I watched many classic black and white films, there.
I watched Le Roi de Cœur, there, many times.
It closed and I switched to watching films at the Orson Welles theatre.

"Lady Godiva's Operation"

Good gracious, I do not remember this song!


John Cale
Lou Reed
Velvet Underground

Lady Godiva, dressed so demurely,
Pats the head of another curly-haired boy,
Just another toy.
Sick with silence, she weeps sincerely,
Saying words that have oh so clearly been said
So long ago.
Draperies wrapped gently around her shoulder,
Life has made her that much bolder now
That she [has] found out how.
Dressed in silk, latin lace and envy,
Pride and joy of the latest penny-fare,
Pretty passing care.
Hair today now dipped in the water,
Making love to every poor daughter's son,
Isn't it fun?
Now today, propping grace with envy,
Lady Godiva peers to see if anyone's there
And hasn't a care.
"Doctor is coming," the nurse thinks SWEETLY,
Turning on the machines that NEATLY PUMP AIR.
The body lies bare.
Shaved and hairless, what once was SCREAMING,
Now lies silent and ALMOST SLEEPING.
The rain must have gone away.
STRAPPED SECURELY TO THE WHITE TABLE,
ETHER CAUSES THE BODY TO WITHER AND WRITHE,
Underneath the white light.
THE DOCTOR ARRIVES WITH A KNIFE AND BAGGAGE
SEES THE GROWTH, JUST SO MUCH CABBAGE
That must now be cut away.
NOW COMES THE MOMENT OF GREAT, GREAT DECISION.
THE DOCTOR IS MAKING HIS FIRST INCISION.
One goes here,
AND ONE GOES THERE.
"The ether tube's leaking," says someone who's sloppy.
THE PATIENT, IT SEEMS, IS NOT SO WELL SLEEPING.
The screams echo off the walls.
Don't panic -- someone give him pentathol instantly.
The doctor removes his blade cagily slow from the brain.
BY MY COUNT OF TEN.
THE HEAD WON'T MOVE!
 
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