As I see other writers regularly maintain their websites, I wish I’d saved my old t-shirt that said, “We Work for a Living, You Paper-Shuffling Prick!” The problem is that calling whatever I do for a living “work” would only disgrace my ancestors. I have been busy shuffling the pixels, though. Fortunately, Todd Seavey has been busier doing the kind of writing that used to occupy my time. His site has spent this week exploring the political ramifications of assorted post-apocalyptic action films and music videos. Sadly, Todd still refuses to take my advice and write a career-defining essay about the final scene of 1984’s Rats: Night of Terror. That’s probably because that would involve Todd watching a movie called Rats: Night of Terror.

I was particularly impressed by this recent entry, though. Todd makes a good case for how the original VHS reissues of the sordid Mondo documentaries might have convinced certain young idiots that Western culture is a pretty good idea. I was never too interested in those documentaries myself, mostly due to an adolescent trauma when Mondo Cane showed up in the middle of what was clearly billed as an all-night horror marathon. I wasn’t completely against documentaries, of course. I’d once sneaked into a movie theater to see one about the crowning of Miss Nude America.

Anyway, Todd's Mondo Magic entry is something that I should've written back in this site’s early days. Hopefully, I’ll continue to become even more redundant on the political front while making other contributions to society. For example, I’ll note that the Le Trapeze Swing Club will be showing the New York Yankees playoff games in their buffet area during their upcoming orgies. Now you can plan your weekend.

 

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