The Joker Thread

The Joker

Last week, I thought for sure that BHO was the Batman. Wrong. Turns out he’s the Joker.

This comes as no surprise to those of us who abstained from voting for him. But we are all to share in the blame anyway, ehh? My purpose is not to be political, but rather to provide you with pretty pictures to look at.

That said, I have to give credit where it is due, namely to Tammy Bruce for posting these other L.A. Joker sighting pics.

By popular demand, a reverse chronological partial history of influences…


Vanity Fair cover (about a year ago)

Keith Ledger as The Joker

The Joker in Batman#1 (1940)

Harlequin (1901) by Pablo Picasso

A fool in a long yellow gown teases a dog with his bauble (c. 1495-1505)

Voeux du paon (c. 1350)

36 Replies to “The Joker Thread”

  1. It has been remarkable. This has proved that it is possible to do the wrong thing in a hopeless situation. But still, he is much more popular than his policies, which would be funny except, well, you know…

  2. “This comes as no surprise to those of us who abstained from voting for him. But we are all to share in the blame anyway, ehh?”

    Abstained? And you call yourself a ZK editor?

    Relax, rabbits can’t vote, even omniscient ones, so you get a pass.

  3. Woah shit, did I play that loud. The neighbors probably hate me. It was good though. I feel better now.

  4. Just came in from a walk. There are fair number of bats, little brown bats I think, all over the night sky along my street. My hunch is that those adults lucky enough to make it through the winter were very successful raising families. The large insect population, especially mosquitoes (from all the rain), didn’t hurt.

  5. musta been 2003 or so, back when i was fucking the living shit outta courtney; and in this case fucking means stalking. she gave me a box of of chocolates and told me that this is “the” heart shaped box. giving is often synonomous with breaking and entering. anyhoo, i have “the” heart shaped box.

  6. i just hated nirvana cause i had to give up wearing spandex after nevermind. too many fights: like someasshole would say: hey whaddaya think, it’s 1985? take off the spandex vince (a referance to vince niel). then i’d have have to go over a kick the living shit outta the wise ass and his buddies, infront of thier fucking douche bag whore girlfriends, no less.

  7. then some whore would jump on my back, try to be a hero for her pussy boyfriend. but i never gave a shit i’d punch the cunt right in the eye. take that, i’d say; that’ll teach you, maybe, teach you to have a cunt fer a boyfriend.

  8. then she’d, invariably, cause this happened more than just once, hold her hand on her eye and start crying and begging for for boyfriend to get up and kick the shit outta the bastard, you bastard, who punched her the the eye and made it all purple and ugly and fast. fat chance, jonny was pretending to be passed out and just hoping that i would stop kicking him in the face. all becaus eof nirvana. and that’s why i used the fuck the shit out of courtney, in my dreams.

  9. Ahhh… it’s good to know that the Marketing Department is only a heartbeat behind the news. Or is it the other way around? No matter. All I have to say is I’m glad I’m not reading CFN anymore. I try every week, but get too disgusted before I’m even a few paragraphs into it.

    Anyhow… Taleb (in the Black Swan, which I’m listening to on audio tape — I got it for free from some kind person, as I can’t say I’d recommend paying for it) says something like “Nobody predicted the demise of the Soviet Union.” Bullshit! Peter Drucker was predicting that shit back in the late 80’s. Taleb’s own arrogance as a purported expert, a state of mind which he explicitly warns his readers against, is his own undoing. A brazen and epic pratfall born of scandalously lazy fact checking.

    You know who really needs to STFU and read The Black Swan is Spengler, who keeps prattling on incessantly about demographics dictating the future of various peoples. Fuck him (Spengler) for being so stupid.

  10. Maybe I just resent the narrator (of the Black Swan audio book) because he takes such pride in his correct pronunciation of French names. I would be equally distracted if it were any other language, similar to the way I shudder when seeing the “Ethnic Hair Care” sign at Target. Last time (the first time actually), I broke into a cold sweat thinking that separate water fountains were just around the corner. When asked if I wanted to open an account and save 10% off my purchase, I reflexively declined. I must have freaked them out when I paid with cash. Fucking proles.

    Back to Spengler: The only reason I’m giving him such a hard time is because of his numerous erroneous predictions that Iran would get attacked before Bush left office. I knew it would never happen (and said it over and over again) and it didn’t happen. Yeah, I was right. So what. Well, if you look over at Asia Times, he seems to have been demoted from the first string. It’s a slow fade, but I hope he keeps writing anyway. He just needs to apply himself to areas other than making predictions about Iran. He could make a perfectly good reputation for himself critiquing current pop culture confections and such. I mean the guy has talent, but not necessarily as an economist or prognosticator.

  11. haha, one of my fucking retard kids lives in boston; so i don’t keep a hotel room there. not that i would ever go to boston in the first place.

  12. All I have to say is I’m glad I’m not reading CFN anymore. I try every week, but get too disgusted before I’m even a few paragraphs into it.

    yes, it is very bad. every week jhk presents slight variations on single theme. then, of course, the same comenters make the same comments, week after week.

  13. Regarding the Joker. If you saw the movie, that smile was cut permanently into his face. That poster is a great composition.

    Send in the Clowns.

  14. You want clowns?!?

    I’ve got your jesters, fools and harlequins from the dawn of recorded clown history!

    I added a gallery of additional photos to this post. Scroll up and check it out.

  15. Possibly useful factoid: The Monty Python sketch “The Last Supper” is based on Paolo Veronese’s “The Feast in the House of Levi”.

  16. EE, agree on Judy C. Back in the day, my high school girlfriend and I sat up front in a Collins concert at Pomona College in Clairmont, CA. Not a dry eye in the house after she closed with “Both Sides Now”. Amazing vocalist.

  17. My youngest son was/is deathly afraid of all forms of clowns. He especially hates wise talking dummies ala The Twilight Zone, and will leave the room if one is on TV.

  18. Thanks, DD!

    In that case, we here at ZK are in the catbird seat for TLE since the format would appear to be ever-devolving (and random) simplicity.

    Part of me is relieved that the LHC seems to be temperamental and may come to naught. My knowledge/understanding of physics is less than squat, however, my inner Wiccan tells me that these folks are the equivalent of the Wall Street “Masters of the Universe” only their toys could result in unfathomable consequences.

    GB, Great news on the Brown Bats!

  19. Not to worry, EE, the clowns that got the contract for the turbo pumps (Axiden) couldn’t provide reliable units, so no vacuum–oops! They’re a French company, much better lovers and chefs than warriors or engineers. My German turbo pump supplier has got the skinny on them–a major disaster–snicker snicker.

  20. @Holmes

    Take your medication. Just let it go. Now, get back to making us sweet green leafs of money.

    (M’Fucking Spaniard slacker is going to be out of a job once EE’s through with him.)

  21. Looks to me like Danae is the one catching the golden shower and Venus is the one in the foreground.

    Instructions for Prado webmaster: Delete “Danae” and insert “Venus”.

    Okay, bring me the next international art incident that requires mediation.

  22. yeah, i agree with doom. unless she’s a black woman with dyed blonde hair, she’s just not worth it. if she is, then she’s worth $50, if she can sing a song while she sucks your dick.

  23. Times are tough all over. This poor unemployed prole breaks into the Museum of Fine Arts, avoids security, and steals some paintings, loads them into his van and takes off. The alarm sounds and the police respond. They find the thief in his vehicle a short distance from the museum, out of gas. Asked how he could commit such a simple error in an otherwise perfect crime, he tells them, “I had no Monet to buy Degas and make the van Gogh”.

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