YES! YES! YES!

Whoever made this is my new hero:



I've seen the chat before, but this is special. Watch the whole thing. And yes-- you Will lose The Game.

We have ways of making you lol.

You know who invented the lulz? HITLER!!!

The best part being that the main joke in this is the one recounted here.

You see, the pants command me.

EVEN UNTO THE GRAVE!!!

(also, it's official: everyone makes fun of Hermann. EVERYONE.)

Old Timey Lulz.

Natzy Nuisance, or The Last Three-- watched it tonight, though really, it's less lulzy and more Allied Propaganda-y. I can't help it-- I just can't make myself like Smirking GI-Joe types, even naval ones. Though it's worth it for the moment of Lil' Joe in the early beginning.

Personally, I'll stick with The Great Dictator.

Life is worth losing.

Not strictly on-topic, but yesterday passed another who was all about Paranoia in the guise of comedy, or comedy in the guise of Paranoia, however you want to look at it.

And since I can't get it to embed, you can enjoy him here.

Ah, he was a great great man.

Dat's how we Reichroll, bitchez.

The Hitler_lolz livejournal community has a new mod, and a new batch of happylol funtimez.

FOR EXAMPLE:



It just... makes me want to Capslock. So hard.

Facebook for the High Command.

We're always on the lookout for new and exciting lulz.

I don't even know how I found it, but this right here is Win.

Evil is as Evil invades.

The Encyclopedia Dramatica article on Nazis is a true Lulzmine. But of all the excellent lulz there, I kinda have to point this one out as Special:




I would talk about Waterloo today, as today is the day one ought to talk about waterloo, but it has been talked about enough and with great aplomb by Johan Gasmask, here. Besides, everything I had to say about Waterloo, I said 190 years ago, to Nappy's face.


"Sire, it is the utter ruin of France."


Peace out. Haz a kitteh:

Spin makes the world go round.

Admittedly, I am in a paranoid mood tonight. Watching libertarian documentaries will do that. Also, reading the speeches of Little Joey Gobbels will do that tenfold.

And then seeing news stories like this one just plain give one the jibblies. I rather posted about this Operation Falcon before. The idea of huge coordinated sweeps of people bug me to no end. Call me crazy, even though I know it is supposed to be all on criminals, but I don't really trust anyone, least of all the government that far. And there's something about the way that article is written that screams "SPIN! SPIN! SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND!" to me.

Johan Gasmask is right, and I need to find some nice job doing something that brings actual happiness into the world, and stop worrying about this sort of thing.

Though I had a non-paranoid comment to make, which was about the Joe Louis v. Max Schmeling fight. One knows what it meant to both sides at the time, both the intial fight and the rematch, and I have (in this life) always admired The Brown Bomber a good deal. But it pleases me extremely to know that when Louis fell on hard times later (the result of heinous actions by the IRS), that Schmeling not only helped him out, probably even paid for his some or all of his burial. Considering that he was buried in Arlington, I don't know how much he'd have had to, but seriously, that just warms my heart, right there.

Let this be their character note.

Real IM conversation:

[2:32:01 PM] Kainenchen says: It disturbs me that Albert Speer died 5 days exactly before I was born.
[2:32:43 PM] Johan Gasmask says: Mmm.. Indian food.

Humorpolitiksiche!

Authoritarian humor is fight. So says Hoover.org, in the article below, which is chock full of lulz like the following:

two European communists are rewarded with a trip to the glorious Soviet Union, but only one comes back. At work, the fellow traveler is quizzed by a colleague,

“How are living conditions in the Soviet Union?”
“Wonderful. I couldn’t believe my eyes.”
“And how is the housing? How is the food situation?”
“Splendid. I couldn’t believe my eyes.”
“But what happened to your friend?”
“Oh, he’s in Siberia. He did believe his eyes.”

Now, the article has the following to say about lulz during the 30's and 40's:

The sentimental axiom that jokes in, or against, authoritarian societies are liberating certainly does not stand up to scrutiny in the singular case of Nazi Germany. German jokes — and, in particular, those of working-class Berliners, who seem to have conjured up most of the gags — were unusual in that Nazi leaders, not Nazi ideology or the state apparatus, were their butt. This idiosyncrasy would seem to indicate that, at least until very late in the war, many Germans identified with and accepted the regime and its aims. Given that the Reich lasted but 12 years (half of which was occupied by fighting) and the Soviet Empire lasted eight mostly peaceful decades, Germans were not given the same opportunity to witness the Big Lie.

In the German case, political jokes were neither “tiny revolutions” nor pain relievers, but good-natured fun akin to jokes in democratic societies where the political structure is assumed to be legitimate.

I would suggest that telling a derisive political joke was only revolutionary in the period during the war, which the article points out, was fun for that one could be (in theory) put to death for it. Anyway, while the above does not seem unusual to westerners, it was unusual in an authoritarian government, where the State tends to be the target, not the leaders. But you didn't tell jokes about Hitler (especially not during the war), and as is pointed out above: yes, most people of the time were legitimate national socialists. I do have a bit of a niggling issue with the phrasing there, "the regime and it's aims." You all can probably guess this, but I would rather not get into what amounts to Apology, and a subject for other posts.

But let us stop that, for some quality period lulz:

"...on their wedding night, his wife awakes and catches a naked Goering waving his marshal’s baton around. “What are you doing?” she asks. “I’m promoting my underpants to overpants.” Victor Klemperer’s remarkable I Will Bear Witness, 1933-1941: A Diary of the Nazi Years (Random House, 1999) records just one joke between 1933 and 1941. It contrasts the 1917-18 punchline to the question, “How long will the war last?” with its modern equivalent. During the Great War, the answer was, “Till the officers have to eat the same food as the men”; during the Second World War, “Until Goering fits into Goebbels’s trousers.”

And we all know who had pants, don't we?



Now, speaking of:

"As for Goebbels, the minister of propaganda, jokes about him ridiculed his deformities, height, and complexion. It was only his many enemies in the party who tended to circulate those more waspishly commenting on his propagandistic distortions. Ernst Röhm, the brownshirted sa commander executed by Hitler in the Night of the Long Knives, generated a huge number of jokes, all of which harped on his homosexuality, towards which an “innocent” Hitler averted his eyes for a suspiciously long time (as a 1934 joke went: “Just imagine how upset the Führer will be if he gets to know Goebbels has a club foot!”). Perhaps unsurprisingly, the only leading Nazis to escape laughter were Reichsführer SS Heinrich Himmler and his chief executioner, SS-Obergruppenführer Reinhard Heydrich (whose unusually high-pitched voice would otherwise have marked him as a prime target)."

Yes, I know-- everyone is shocked that somehow (within the reich, anyway), Glasses Himmler escaped ridicule. Open ridicule anyway. I WONDER HOW HE MANAGED THAT!?

Speaking of Eddie Izzard...

Cake or death is a very important question. And the answer to which, we must remember:



Yes, I know that Portal belike got the whole Cake bit from Eddie Izzard. But who new there was such a deep connexion with Church of England? :D

mmm... vegetarians are tasty. Especially baked into a cake.

A few words about Irony.

Irony, in my humble, is stronger than the force. It surrounds us and binds us true, though sometimes it binds us in the Great Chain, sometimes in a great big hug, sometimes in a shibari bondage kit with ball gag. I give Karma a certain amount of credit for giving me certain choices and presenting me with situations that I might not otherwise have. But that is one thing. Distinct from Irony. Or the amusing coincidence.

Which is what happens when an ex-girlfriend who works in hollywood FX IMs you to let you know that she is working on the Project Valkyrie movie.

And you think, "Damn, I am probably not in that movie at all." Though other people you know will be.

Yes, those are the moments.

*grumbleSpeergrumble*

(p.s.-- I am jealous of the fellow who gets to be played by Eddie Izzard. Also, "Angry SS Officer" = BEST ROLE EVAR. I mean... isn't it just so!)

Lol whut?

Occasionally, it is time to take break to snicker at other people's lolz.

These are lolz from pics of the Creation Museum in northern Kentucky. But I will link entries, from the forums at http://whateveresque.com:





The lolz are for everyone, esp teh dead!

Mrf!

This one was sitting on my hard drive, and I felt the need:





Just like Strong Mad and the Cheat.