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OMG – Coke!!!!!!

Posted in controlling the masses, Hmmm, shoppin' jp with tags , , , on October 28, 2009 by pigsofdarkness


Coke’s subliminal push for the 14 year old American girl market somehow ended up on the Japanese product.


Anata no Eigo sensei wa Marvellous desu ka?

Posted in controlling the masses, off and on the rails with tags , , , , on May 20, 2009 by pigsofdarkness

Who wouldve thought that a Japanese English language school would have miniature versions of John Campbell teaching madly away in the depths of suburban Tokyo?

Now hows that? A little spooky, but kind of marvellous at the same time.

Ah Japan. Even in a porcine tainted world financialmageddon, they still kick out the jams with a stylin’ PocketCampbell.

Kudos Americans.

Posted in controlling the masses with tags , , , , on November 5, 2008 by pigsofdarkness



Nice one.

Info-tainment demystified.

Posted in blog manus. no - youre a manus., controlling the masses with tags , , , , , , , , on October 24, 2008 by pigsofdarkness

Japan is a country where a wide variety of information is available to you via a wide variety of media. Some of the written info is presented in English, but the majority can be a little mysterious to those still developing Hiragana, Katakana and Kanji reading skills. Including the humble sign. In my gettings about I have attempted to capture these signs in as natural a state as possible and as I am now somewhat of a local, I can decode the messages, to empower you with essential knowledge should you ever choose to call upon these isles of abstrusity…

Obviously, with so many people on a smallish land mass, littering could be a problem, so many of these signs look to set young’ns on the way to being tidily efficient citizens. In this nation of dog lovers, pooch welfare is also a priority. This sign encourages the kids to not lob spent soda cans over the shoulder, lest Fido receive a nasty donk to the head…

…in which case he will turn around and biff his smokes at you.

Here we are shown just how much joy a football can bring to a young feller.

Or even a baseball, if you swing that way.

But things can quickly turn nasty should chafing occur.

The enjoyment to be had from walking your Hoverdog should not be overlooked.

The sign is mounted (ha ha – I said…) quite high, as tall people tend to own Hoverdogs.

If you cant afford a Hoverdog, perhaps you could consider a cute little tyke who is deliriously happy about shovelling his own poo.

Or a more contrite wee beasty who will gather up his leavings with a pair of chopsticks. Even if you make him look the fool by dressing him in shorts.

This eager little sock chewer will remain cheery even if you simply cannot comprehend what message he is trying to send you.

Careful though! If you are not vigilant (and efficient) little Barkwoofbuttsniff here might just make off with your homework.

Should you enter an area inundated with extremely loud beaked aerobicising birds, you should receive ample warning.

Just look how frustrated the sight of your happily jogging child can make the nine to fiving commuter.

Litter is a constant problem. If not kept under control, the cans and bottles will begin to organise extremely light hearted protest marches.

Dont worry about the empties lads! The ducks’ll take care of them!

If you &%$# townies chuck yer ?*”! litter on me <?+*&% allotment, I’ll run you down with me *+%&$# tractor!

Sadly, this area is now off limits, as it is under the control of the cack-eyed Frog Children.

Beware!! The cack-eyed Frog Children have taken to wearing duck disguises. Do not feed them any bread.

This may not be Kings Cross, but there is still the danger of receiving a Townsending from one of those maniac cyclists…