Stop talking about politics for a moment or two.

Carbonelle writes:

Stop talking about politics for a moment or two.

Post a reasonably-sized picture in your LJ, NOT under a cut tag, of something pleasant, such as an adorable kitten, or a fluffy white cloud, or a bottle of booze. Something that has NOTHING TO DO WITH POLITICS.

Include these instructions, and share the love.

Adorable picture, eh? Why, I can do that!

Why, it is little Juss, walking along the Yellow Brick Road! How cute! How adorable!


Foreground are flowers, In the background are fluffy white clouds, and the great capitol of the most beautiful city in fairyland! See! I can do this! I can post cute nice things!

And there is the Tin Woodman! “I’d be friends with the sparrows and the boy who shoots the arrows, if I only had a heart…” Awwww…

And the Cowardly Lion, played by loveable Burt Lahr! “Courage! What makes the Hottentots so hot? What puts the ape in apricot? What’d’ve they got that I ain’t got?” Juss is giving him the High Five. And next we see …

Eeeeekkkkk! WHAT VISION OF HORROR IS THIS THAT ASSAULTS MY EYES!!

It’s Dr. Syn! the scarecrow from Romney Marsh! The evil smuggler! Run Juss, Run! He is in league with Captain Clegg! He IS Captain Clegg, notorious pirate!

The hell-fiend smuggler!

Or maybe it’s Ebenezer Laughton that lame-ass Scarecrow from Iron Man!! His superpower: he stole a flock of trained birds from a fellow Circus Performer!!! Duck, Juss, duck! Look out for his lame-ass circus bird-flock!

Or maybe this is Batman’s arch-nemesis, the master of psychological phobias, the sinister Dr. Johnathon Crane! Hold your breath, Juss! Look out for the *FEAR GAS*

Don’t breathe! Don’t let him near you! AAAGGHH! THE FEAR GAS! ITS BEGINNING TO AFFECT MY CENTRAL NERVOUS SYSTEM!

LOOK OUT FOR HIS FEAR GAS!

Obviously these are all the same undead straw golem operating under different disguises. He merely changes his headbag, and presto, who can tell which Scarecrow is which? It is not as if his straw stuffed Munchkin gloves leave fingerprints!

Once the Wizard is ousted by Dorothy’s coup d’etat (or is it s coup d’etate if a girl coups?) it is the Scarecrow, this same famous pirate, smuggler, circus performer and twisted psychiatrist, the Master of Fear, who seizes control of the Emerald City, and rules it with an iron, um, straw.

Who can save us from the terror of Romney Marsh, that evil genius and master of phobia! Who else! It is the great en beautiful General Jinjur! The peoples of Oz are finally liberated by General Jinjur’s all-chorus-girl Army of Revolt, armed with knitting needles.

General Jinjur! That’s who we need to lead the shattered Conservative movement back to control of the Land of Oz! No other attempt to seize Oz was successful, save hers alone! And she would have gotten away with it, too, had it not been for the Queen of the Field Mice leading a commando squad of mice into the city, which forced the Amazon warrior-girls to stand on chairs holding their skirts and screaming in a fashion not at all any sort of stereotype and utterly realistic, if you ask me.

So, as always, it is the she-mice of the world betraying their suffragette sisters which set back the women’s movement, THE SAME WAY THE FEMINISTS TURNED ON SARAH PALIN!! Gender Traitoresses!

Oh, and here is another picture of Juss. See, I could post something without talking about politics.