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It’s been a while since posting the Psycho Bunny sketch of the week. Been focusing on other matters. Still, no excuse. So without further ado, here’s the return of the weekly sketch, Feb. 28th, 2019.

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As you probably read, iconic fashion designer Karl Lagerfeld passed away on Feb. 18th. I’m not here for hero worship. Lagerfeld wasn’t exactly the world’s nicest man. In fact, I care more about his cat Choupette than about Lagerfeld himself. Regardless whether or not Lagerfeld’s persona was an act, enjoy the Psycho Bunny sketch of the week.

Other news. Joined this local writers’ workshop class. Meanwhile,  I have to get back to working on the latest Psycho Bunny issue, and finally post the Squeaky webcomic. So thanks for everyone’s patience.

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Facebook: pages for Psycho Bunny and for Michele Witchipoo – WitchesBrewPress.

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I walk around in the summertime saying “How about this heat?” – Dennis Leary

Summer’s here. Many people love summer. I don’t.

Around 2003 I came up with the idea of having a goddess for air conditioning. The character Goddess of The Air Conditioner was born.

She’s more of a seasonal character per say. I kinda wait until the heat is blistering. She’s not that hard to please. Offerings come in paying your electric bill. Central air is even better.

The Goddess of The Air Conditioner. Character design and drawing by Michele Witchipoo. July 2013.

The Goddess of The Air Conditioner. Character design and drawing by Michele Witchipoo. July 2013.

She’s usually dressed in very girly colors. A pink kinda gal. At the time when I created her, Paris Hilton was constantly in the news. So in a way, these drawings were a piss take on the whole Paris Hilton image. Nowadays I just channel whatever bottle blond is “hot” at the moment. Rest assured though that this Goddess will always have class. I could see this Goddess having a haute couture wardrobe. She just doesn’t wear bathing suits you know. In her closet she wears Vivianne Westwood heels during the day, and crystal encrusted Christian Louboutins at night. She accessorizes with her cute little custom diamond tiaras along with Betsey Johnson and Alexander McQueen. When she feels like it she’ll do Versace and Gaultier. She appreciates the classics like Channel. She’s on the fence about John Galliano. Not a fur gal however. She considers furs rather tacky.

Yet despite her killer closet, she loves each and everyone of her devotees. Regardless of clothing labels or knock-offs.

You’ll find the Goddess of The Air Conditioning in such places like your local supermarket, the downtown movie theater, and Dunkin Donuts. While she sips her Cristal Brute 1990 Methuselah, she comforts those who suffer through work, school, or Facebook trolling. Just as long as you pay the electricity bill, darling, you’ll be fine.

Strangely enough, I never put the Goddess of The Air Conditioner to print. Been meaning to put her in a Psycho Bunny but it never happened. Perhaps one day. Meanwhile, here’s an unpublished panel from 2004. From the early days.

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An unpublished Goddess of The Air Conditioner panel from 2004. It’s so hot, you can barely keep your tighty whities on. Drawn by Michele Witchipoo. Pen and marker.

May the Goddess bless you. Just as long as you pay your electricity bill.

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So the other day I read this online article. It went like this; some married actor who knows all about the almighty power of Christ made unwanted advances to some model who knew the power of the almighty internet.

Oops.

I’m talking about the exchange between devout Christian actor Brian Presley, and model Melissa Stetten. Supposedly although Presley was married with child, he put the moves onto Stetten. A bad move indeed. She went on Twitter and posted the entire conversation. Her 13,000 Twitter followers read every word. Here’s the link to the article, in case you have no clue what I’m talking about: http://www.happyplace.com/16363/melissa-stetten-uses-twitter-to-humiliate-attempted-adulterer

Which I can’t help but wonder…aren’t you supposed to turn off your cellphone during inflight? And if she was able to get internet service while inflight, well then dude, what cellphone company is she using?

Anyway. First impulse after reading this article, you mutter to yourself “busted” and laugh. Perhaps you might post a link to the article you’ve read onto Facebook. Which is what I did. On the surface, as my friend puts it; “So ‘self-important douchebag’ meets a ‘big deal on the internet’ and a fight breaks out on the short bus.”

Yeah, pretty much.

Sigh…relationships. As the character Randal in the 1996 film ‘Clerks’ says: “I find it best to stay out of other people’s affairs.” It’s really no-one’s business speculating about other people’s relationships. Married, not married, separated, divorced, stable, ‘it’s complicated’, monogamous, open… who really cares? Is it really anyone’s business? Can we really pass judgment and speculate upon others? In reality, the answer is no.

Don’t get me wrong though. Do I have any sympathy for Presley, who fell off his Jesus juice wagon? Oh hell no. One of my pet peeves is hypocritical so-called religious folks. Like when Foetus once sang, “A Good Christian Is a Dead Christian.” (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Dog4Rv0IhI ) If this story is indeed correct, well then the douche had it coming. The ‘self-important’ thespian was on center stage. Relationships are one thing, but using religion as a crutch, and then being an outright hypocrite is ten times worse in my opinion. And I don’t mean second coming. Unless he’s had his third, or fourth… oh! Bad joke drum roll please. Bah-da-dum!

All bad puns aside, you also have to consider this. Through this model’s Twitter account, we only know one side of the story. Hers. In reality, there are actually three sides. Her side, his side, and what really went down. In the day of digital gossip and hearsay, there’s a fine line between mocking someone and outright slander.

And let’s be real here. Not all women are victims. In reality, many women can be outright vicious and cruel. Melissa certainly isn’t a victim. Just like the majority of men can be assholes, the majority of women can be bitches. It’s the truth. (Is the author of this blog post, Michele, not a ‘people person?’ Why goodness gracious, you’ve noticed!) Also, one can’t help but wonder that if Melissa the model went a little too far with her tweets. Let’s say the model is the narcissistic bully here. She exaggerated this situation, and slandered for comedic effect, power, and media attention all for herself. Publicity at any cost. This is the same model who only a few months ago, claimed to have won some million dollar jackpot as a hoax, and then posted the prank online for all the world to see.

I knew women like this. Oh yeah, and men do this too. They love to slander, exaggerate, and collect blackmail. When the time is right, or when you’ve caught on to their crappy little game, they gather the evidence. As they collect all the dirt, they twist your words into something ugly, taking what you’ve said completely out of context. They’ll even sometimes outright lie, and then afterwards stab you in the back. When the knife is plunged, they’ll sprinkle a little touch of some spicy slander. In the game of life, this happens every day.

Yet on the internet everyone and their mother has an opinion. Just like everyone has a butthole. Mind you I’m being polite here. Some comments on one site briefly detailing this incident were actually defending not the possibility of this guy being slandered, but actually defending his borderline harassment. Ah, good old sexism prevails.

And ladies…we’ve all been there. At one time or another, no matter what we look like, we’ve all experienced unwanted advances at some point.

Back when I was younger, and cuter, and sometimes thinner, I had experienced situations such as these. Mind you, I was never as gorgeous as the Twittering model we speak of. So you can imagine that for every aggressive unwanted advance I had to endure, just multiply hers by a hundred.

Ironically I started re-reading this book titled “Thing of Beauty.” It’s about another model, Gia Carangi. Although Melissa Statten isn’t anything like former supermodel Gia, the book offers brief glimpses into the business of looking pretty for the camera. With that, here’s another way of looking at this situation. Melissa the model is in the business based on looks alone. She deals with constant scrutiny, sometimes rejection, and enduring upscale sexual objectification from shallow cretins. There’s a few exceptions, but as a general rule, a fashion model’s time in the limelight is limited. All that matters is your fuckablity, whether or not you show up on time for shoots, and if your look makes the chak-ching sound. Perhaps this encounter with Mr. Married Dramatis Personae was her breaking point.

You see, I believe that feminism and post-feminism doesn’t come from taking a whole bunch of ‘Women Studies’ classes in college, or attending pseudo-intellectual lectures. ‘Cause politically correct academia isn’t the real world. True post-feminism actions happen within everyday situations. Having to deal with continuing misogyny from both genders, that’s the real world. How about underpaid single moms worrying about putting food on the table. That’s the real world. Yeah, yeah, as of this posting it’s the year 2012, but as much as things changed, there’s still of lot that needs to be changed. Having to sit next to an overly aggressive, hypocritical dipsomaniac for a redeye flight – that’s the real world. And sometimes ignoramuses just don’t know when to quit it. So in the end, I’d like to shake Melissa’s hand, when she’s not busy tweeting.

Angry female texting. Art by Michele Witchipoo. Pen and watercolor, created June 7th, 2012.

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Well, one can interpret these snappy sandals anyway they want. Talk about having people right under your feet!

Sandals Designed By Rupert Sanderson

Originally designed by Rupert Sanderson for Amneris in the Royal Opera’s production of Aida. If this isn’t the ultimate in high end fetish fashion, I don’t know what is.

Original link here (with more photos): http://www.vogue.co.uk/blogs/fashion/shoes/rupert-sanderson/100506-shoes-fit-for-a-princess.aspx

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If there was ever a creative polymorphic polysexual combined with an overall slightly misanthropic attitude, this would be it:


Leigh Bowery was born under the sun sign of Aries on March 26 1961. Among many of his vast achievements, he was performance artist, fashion designer, club promoter, musician and muse. Later in life before his death, Bowery formed the Pop band Minty, best known for the tune of “Useless Man.”

“Boot lickin, piss drinkin, fingerfriggin, tit tweakin,
love bitin, arse lickin, shit stabbin, mother fuckin,
spunk lovin, ball bustin, cock suckin, fist fuckin,
lipsmackin, thirst quenchin, cool livin, ever giving
USELESS MAN”

His influence continues to glitter to this very day, ranging from international club kids, choreography, design, music and painting. The British musical Taboo was based partial on Bowery’s tenure in the London club scene. In addition, Boy George penned a song about Bowery titled “Satan’s Butterfly Ball.” Continuing to pay tribute to Bowery, Boy George would make public appearances dressed as Leigh during the US promotion of “Taboo.”

The best to describe Leigh Bowery is to view the documentary “The Legend of Leigh Bowery.” You can actually see it for free online, so here’s the link:
http://www.snagfilms.com/films/title/the_legend_of_leigh_bowery/

Also check out this other link: http://www.alissongothz.com.br/leighbowery/

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