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Allstate’s “Mayhem Cat” Commercial…

September 14, 2019

Dean Winters is back as the Allstate Mayhem guy, a role he plays to perfection…and he’s no stranger to playing animals as well, having played a raccoon in the attic in an earlier outing (below)…

This time he’s portraying a cat, and the absurdity and whimsy of his portrayal is enhanced by the fact that he’s neither in costume nor CGI enhanced, but simply appearing as a normally dressed adult human male adopting feline mannerisms, poses, and behaviors. 

“I’m your cat,” announces Winters, “and ever since you brought me home that day, I’ve been plotting to destroy you,” he declares calmly, flashing back to his batting away the petting hand of his male owner on that first day. We are show Winters doing a variety of iconic cat-things, like playing with kitty-toys while lying on his owner’s couch, and spitting a mouse onto their sleeping face.  “I’ve been sizing you up, calculating your every move,” Winters shares as he peers from a cat-condo and rides a Roomba.  “You think this is love?  This is a billion years of tiger DNA, waiting to pounce!” Eventually a faucet left running by the Winters-cat overflows the sink, causing the upstairs bathroom to collapse down to the floor below.  His feline agenda is proceeding nicely…

If you have the wrong type of insurance, you could be stuck coughing up the cash for this,” advises Winters as he coughs up bird feathers by a now vacant cage. “So get Allstate, and you could be better protected from Mayhem, like meow,” he closes, dipping his fingers into a cat-food bowl bearing the name “Mayhem,” and laughing in a rather sinister fashion, his outfit complete with a collar and tag…the devil is in the details, you see!

 

 

 

“The Shape of Water” is Extraordinary!

December 7, 2017

It’s being called everything from a sympathetic re-telling of “The Creature from the Black Lagoon” to an origins story for the Abe Sapien character from Hellboy, but by most accounts The Shape of Water is one of the best films that Guillermo del Toro has produced.  

Set circa 1962 during the depths of the Cold War, the fantasy drama concerns the unlikely relationship between a mute female custodian, Elisa,  and an intelligent amphibious humanoid creature torn from South America and kept in a secret government laboratory in Baltimore.  It’s readily believable for any dabbler in government conspiracy theories.  Called “the Asset” by his captors, the being faces exploitation and eventual “harvesting” in order that his biology might be further studied and applied to the space program.  As their relationship deepens, the humble cleaning lady resolves to take action to save a unique individual from captivity and worse…and “the Asset” has additional capabilities of his own…

The film works on many levels, and is rightfully up for numerous awards.  Seeing it might be the best Xmas present that you could give yourself!

Furries, International!

July 19, 2012

– – The furry movement is sweeping Mexico…well, perhaps not sweeping, and I don’t mean cleaning the streets, but at least gaining followers.  While certainly not every fan is a fursuiter,  one Mexican notes that “When I have the suit on I feel like I can do things I otherwise wouldn’t.  I can be friendlier, more affectionate.  I think people think its more acceptable like this than if I didn’t have the costume on.” 

We note this here because the furry fandom boasts an international following that may conservatively be estimated to be in the thousands.  While this blog is not exclusively furry, it does aspire to draw furries, as well as those interested in animal influences in popular culture and scientific or speculative information related to animals.  Something that always awes me in examining the demographics of this blog is that we draw readers from around the world!  While the majority of our readers do hail from the United States, we regularly draw viewers as well from the United Kingdom, India, Canada, Poland…fully 14 countries other than the U.S. as of yesterday!- –Yay!  We must be serving some interests and purpose here, and when I figure out what it is, I’ll pass the information on.

Anyways, the presence of each and every one of you is welcome and appreciated!  <group hug>

Points To Ponder…

December 3, 2010

– – It’s  deer hunting season again in Pennsylvania.  A  thought on the subject:

“Whether hunting is right or wrong, a spiritual experience, or an outlet for the killer instinct, one thing it is not is a sport.  Sport is when individuals or teams compete against each other under equal circumstances to determine who is better at a given game or endeavor.  Hunting will be a sport when deer, bears, elk, and ducks are endowed with human intelligence and given 12-gauge shotguns.  Bet we’d see a lot fewer drunk yahoos (live ones, anyway) in the woods if that happened.” — R. Lerner

‘scuse me…I gotta go help even the odds out there a bit…




The Death of Bozo…

November 26, 2010

– – The bear, that is, not the clown!  Bozo the black bear had spent more than 15 years receiving treats near the grounds of a Northeastern Pennsylvania mountain resort, and was by all accounts a tame, gentle animal.  Unfortunately these very qualities probably led to his demise at the hands of a crossbow hunter on Nov. 15th, the first day of archery season.

One area resident fed Bozo for 17 years from the time that he was a cub, noting that the gentle giant was especially fond of donuts and anything sweet.  Bozo was considered a “mascot” at an area eatery, accepting ice cream there the night before he was slain.  He would sometimes let people pet him.  Local residents who had come to know and love Bozo are grief-stricken.  “I mean I feel like I lost a friend,” said one.

Ironically the hunter did nothing illegal, whereas those who fed him did. In Pennsylvania it’s illegal to feed some wildlife, including bears.–Why?–When a wild animal looses its fear of humans, it’s vulnerable.  Bears can create a public nuisance if they’re fed by humans, and they’re creatures of habit that can become accustomed to finding food in one area.

The legal slaying of a beloved and tame animal may create, however, a public relations disaster for the practice of hunting, which has already come under fire.  Hunting is further damaged by the attitudes of some of its practitioners.  One hunter said regarding Bozo’s death, “As long as the bear was not on someone’s property, it doesn’t matter if a few people liked it.”

Attitudes of that type and this image say more about hunting than any animal rights activist ever could.- -RIP, Bozo…



Furloween…

October 31, 2010

 

 

– – HAPPY HOWLOWEEN to all of you!!! It’s always been a special occasion to me, a day on which you can let your inner furry self out, and not be as totally out of place.–So  give your imagination a good romp, and remember to be at least furry inside the other 364 days of the year!

Animal Halloween Costumes…

October 29, 2010

– – Yeah, he’s cute…but some dogs might die of embarrassment with the way that their owners dress them up, especially at Halloween.  The question accordingly arises, do dogs feel humiliation?  Experts disagree, but a dog that appears unhappy in clothes probably feels more exposed than embarrassed.

The wild heritage of dogs causes them usually to dislike standing out; wolves that stand out from the pack are more susceptible to attack.  The tightness, weight, or texture of material might also be disliked by a pet.  Dogs additionally have never been taught to associate being dressed up with pleasure.

In all likelihood, unhappily dressed animals are probably reacting to the costumes themselves or to the limited mobility that they have when so attired…foxes, however, have been known to charm their prey, that is, to act crazy so as to lure prey animals closer out of curiosity before pouncing!



The Orange, the Black, and the Furry…

October 26, 2010

— There are those who wish that every day was Christmas; I couldn’t stomach that!  It’s bad enough that Xmas has expanded its boundaries to be promoted and pushed for the last two months of the year; the stores have their “trim-a-tree” shops ready to pounce, and very soon you’ll be hearing your first Xmas carol and commercial promotion!  Poor Thanksgiving is almost pushed out of the running as a road bump in the annual Xmas express.

I could do, however, with a little more Halloween!  It’s a wonderfully weird and twisted holiday, one in which the imagination reigns supreme, and even the mundanes are free to let a little of their inner selves out.  Halloween is furry-friendly, and always has been; alternate identities are what the occasion is all about.   If you want to wear a fursuit or maybe just ears and a tail, no one is likely to give you a second glance on October 31st.  I can still remember wearing a leopard suit when I was in elementary school, kind of a case of an animal impersonating a different species.  I suffer a mild depression when Halloween’s over,  just as some do following Xmas and knowing that it will be a long wait until my time of year is here again.  My interests are still Halloween-esque year round.- -It’s my world, and welcome to it!

But the real deal is almost here, and the question is…are you ready?!




A Horse, of Course!

June 1, 2010

– -I had earlier mentioned in this blog how I played a rooster in a second grade class play, wearing a woman’s nylon stocking over my head and face to which were attached a construction paper rendition of a rooster’s comb and beak.– Well, bigger and better animal impersonations lay ahead for me, specifically in college when I played Don Quixote’s horse, Rocinante, in an adaptation of  the musical, Man of La Mancha. It could have been far worse…the only other furry cast member was Sancho Panza’s donkey!  I considered myself to have had the glory role…and yes, that’s me in the image!

I really got into this, wearing a large black paper mache horse’s head crafted by the Arts Department. My equine body was black cloth with an underlying skeleton of two by fours artfully made with hinges to allow compression of the body in scenes that called for me to be lying down.  Unfortunately I was not anthropomorphic, and had no speaking lines.  Perhaps they’ll someday revise the play, and allow his horse to advise Don Quixote!

It was not until years later that I realized I was actually a fox…but hey, foxes are sly, and perhaps playing a horse was just a form of camouflage for me at the time!


The Tao of Furry…

April 13, 2010

– – Those who talk about tolerance and diversity need look no further than the furry fandom; while we have our share of nasties, we have a big tent, and furs may be found there of every stripe (literally) and persuasion.

To paint us all with the same broad brush is inaccurate; besides, we don’t much like being painted with brushes, ’cause it tickles! We are of every age, race, nationality, and orientation.   Some of us are extraordinary artists, while others can’t draw a straight line; some of us are musicians, while others are tone deaf;  still others are creative writers, while others don’t reed and rite too gud.   Some of us do all of these things, while others do none.   At any rate, we all get along rather well with one another, appreciate one another’s gifts or lack of same, and generally don’t try and kill one another off.   This is a lesson from which many people might learn in politics.–You wanna talk about the lion lying down with the lamb?–Furries do this routinely!

So play nice out there, humans…we do!      🙂