December Santa Scribble 04

Argos has made life difficult for Santa this year.

A local store called Argos produced a stunning Christmas Ad featuring a dad and daughter drumming up a storm to the Simple Minds song: Don’t You Forget About Me”. Needless to say Argos (or Santa) moved a lot of mini drum kits this Festive Season. Not so sure the parents are as delighted as the kids! 😉

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Movember 26: Charlie Chaplin

Charlie Chaplin’s Little Tramp struck a chord for countless people all over the world. The character still resonates with society today. The Little Tramp is poignant, quirky and sweet. He had a moustache too and no collection of moustaches would be complete with The Little Tramp.

The Little Tramp. An invention by Charlie Chaplin.

Charlie Chaplin wrote a song that seems to complement the Little Tramp character. It is beautifully sad and yet; hopeful. Just like The Little Tramp.

“Smile
Tho’ your heart is aching

Smile
Even tho’ it’s breaking

When there are clouds in the sky

You’ll get by
If you
Smile through your fear and sorrow

Smile and maybe tomorrow

You’ll see the sun come shining thru for you.

Light up your face with gladness

Hide ev’ry trace of sadness

Altho’ a tear maybe ever so near

That’s the time you must keep on trying

Smile
What’s the use of crying

You’ll find that life is still worth while”

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Daily Doodle Movember 22: Tom Selleck

Tom Selleck of Magum PI is almost today’s Movember moustache doodle.

So close but no cigar! What is it that makes a face distinguishable? This caricature of a younger Tom Selleck feels close but somehow not Tom Selleck. I shall have to try again sometime, but today is going to be a busy one so I must leave it like it is.

I will add it to my gallery of caricatures or cartoons at later date. 😉

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Movember 21: Freddy Mercury

The first time I heard Bohemian Rhapsody I thought it was sung by a woman. I was wrong, but Freddy Mercury was about to change my world.

Freddy Mercury. The Queen of Rock.

It’s not every day one has the privilege of witnessing history in the making. Anybody who watched Queen perform would agree it was indeed a privilege. Freddy Mercury was one of Rocks’ great superstars. The world is poorer for his passing.

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Movember 11: Hitler

No collection of moustaches would be complete without the most evil moustache of all time.

Hilter’s Moustache
Hitler

The profile of a maniacal mass-murdering incompetent crazy man. One ‘nazti’ little crittur. People today fear the rise of the right and they falsely assume Conservatism will cascade into fascism.

Youths opposed to fascism believe they are pushing back the possibilities of the reemergence of Nazi (National Socialism) ideology.

I find this astounding. Antifa who claim to be anti-fascist seem to behave in a typical fascist fashion. They demonise and physically attack their political opponents with typical Manichaean intolerance: Them vs. Us, Black vs. White, Evil and Good. Such dualism is a prerequisite to fascist behaviour. The irony is that Antifa act precisely like the evil they seek to overcome. They consequently provoke intolerance and division.

Perhaps we all have misunderstood the term. Maybe the term should be AnteFa? 😉

Movember 09: Rasputin

The evil Rasputin was the downfall of the Romanovs but I experienced a wild-eyed zealot who changed my future for the better.

Tallie van Rasputin

In my youth I knew a man called Tallie van Aswegen who most reminds me of the Russian Mystic Rasputin who was operating about the time of the fall of the Royal House of Romanov. They look similar and both had deep convictions.

He was charming with an infectious smile, bright eyes with an unruly beard and moustache. He wore shabby tracksuits & beanie and was constantly monologuing, including some very memorable sayings (You better flippin’ believe it!) and drove around in his ‘Tribulation Wagen’ – a clapped-out old VW Beetle which endeared him to me. This modern-day Rasputin differed in his hospitality. His home was an endless stream of young people, dialogue and cups of rooibos tea. He loved music too and always had great new music to share and exciting things to discuss.

I am certain he hasn’t changed. If not (and we are to assume an afterlife) he is definitely resting in Abraham’s bosom. Unlike Grigori Rasputin who is most likely in the other place. 😉

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