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Seems since Jan. 20th 2017, there’s been a different protest everyday. Psycho Bunny has his own priorities.

Introducing the Psycho Bunny sketch of the week.

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Psycho Bunny has his own priorities for protesting. The Psycho Bunny sketch of the week. Based on the comic written and drawn by Michele Witchipoo on WitchesBrewPress. Jan. 2017.

There will be no craft fair on Feb. 4th due to a cancellation. However, there will be other events in the NYC area where you can purchase a copy of the comic. So stay tuned.

Don’t forget to click “like” on both Facebook pages for Psycho Bunny and WitchesBrewPress. Psycho Bunny also has his own Twitter account. It may not be as shocking as Cheetos, but at least it’ll be somewhat saner. Just overall misanthropy,  spread equally.

Till next time.

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Not since the days of Pacman has a game have such impact. Apparently downloads of the Pokemon Go app has surpassed even Twitter.

I’m on the fence in regards to this game. On one hand it’s fun. On the other hand, it’s definitely Orwellian. The last thing we need is a soul sucking app. Another perceptive is that it’s making people get up, and get out of the house, despite the blistering summer heat. It’s a very physical game. A form of low-fi exercising, if you care about that sort of thing. As you look on your screen for a Pokemon to catch, you discover little tiny details about your surroundings. For example, in my own neighborhood, I wasn’t even aware about some fake owl attached to a building on my block. That fake owl just happens to be a Pokemon stop.

Is it privacy invading? Of course it is. It’s like every other tool in life. It’s how you use it that makes the difference. I wouldn’t worry about this game too much. This trend will probably burn itself out. By next summer, we will have already moved on to the next trend. At least it wasn’t that stupid ice bucket challenge from two summers ago.

I was extremely cynical about Pokemon Go at first. Blending fantasy with reality had curiosity getting the best of me. Of course, now that I’m excelling at this game, half the time the servers are down.

This game comes out at a crucial time in American history. So why are we allowing ourselves to be distracted by cute little pocket monsters?

Better than sitting in misery, I suppose. Yes, there’s the TTIP, the U.S. Presidential race, and every other tragedy that’s been happening since Bowie died ten days into 2016. Actually, it really started when Lemmy died a few days before New Year’s Eve. That was definitely a sign of things to come, then Prince sealed the deal. (Alan Vega died most recently). Look. We knew the world sucked already. For those who sit in their cruddy apartments alone bickering about how “I don’t follow pop culture, I have better things to do…” In response there’s two words: Sturgeon’s Law. Politics and religion cannot bring people together, but perhaps this game will. It all depends on your perceptive.

This video represents Summer 2016. Video by Daquan Wiltshire. I can relate, especially people used to get on my case for watching vintage cartoons.

Why would one want to live in a world of constant misery, being haunted by ghosts of your past for example, and trying to bring down everyone around you. Personally, I appreciate the little whimsical things in life.

Enough of this haphazard editorial. Here’s the Psycho Bunny pic of the week.Of course, don’t forget to order any comics from my website, or from my RedBubble shop, or my two Facebook pages, one for Psycho Bunny, and one for WitchesBrewPress.

Till next time folks.

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“On November 13, Felix Unger was asked to remove himself from his place of residence. That request came from his wife. Deep down, he knew she was right, but he also knew that someday, he would return to her. With nowhere else to go, he appeared at the home of his childhood friend, Oscar Madison. Several years earlier, Madison’s wife had thrown him out, requesting that he never return. Can two divorced men share an apartment without driving each other crazy?”

I grew up watching reruns of “The Odd Couple.” Really didn’t pay too much attention at the time. Although I do remember the chemistry of putting opposed personalities together. In real life, combining roommates who are polar opposites would spell disaster. Yet for television it was comedy gold.

Actor Jack Klugman, who portrayed the proto-type slob Oscar Madison, passed away recently. He died Christmas Eve, December 24th, 2012. Hearing about his death made me curious about watching The Odd Couple again. So on New Year’s Day I watched the marathon on TV. Finally I got my money’s worth subscribing to basic cable. It was then I realized what a great show The Odd Couple actually was. Based on the play and film written by playwright Neil Simon, it showed the drastic difference between classic programing and today’s reality show fare.

Along with Klugman was actor Tony Randall. Randall portrayed Felix Unger, the personification of O.C.D. During it’s original broadcast supposedly the show never cracked the top ten in the ratings. Yet years later The Odd Couple is now considered classic television. One of the best Odd Couple episodes was “My Strife in Court.” Originally broadcast on February 16, 1973, Felix ends up in court when he gets falsely accused of scalping Broadway theater tickets. ‘Cause after all…when you assume, you make an ass out of you and me.

Sadly Tony Randall is also no longer with us. He passed away May 17, 2004. So while maybe Klugman and Randall are performing skits in the sitcom afterlife, I did this pen and ink sketch.

Enjoy my fan art of The Odd Couple.

The Odd Couple.  Pen and ink sketch. Done January 2013.  Drawn by Michele Witchipoo

The Odd Couple.
Pen and ink sketch. Done January 2013.
Drawn by Michele Witchipoo

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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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