Opossum Carols, or Walt Kelly’s Xmas Postludicrosity

More Christmas reflections. I played the video for Bill and Blue Striker…their reaction? “What the heck is this?!” If you don’t get it, you’re too young!

Humor in America

As the first snows of December drift across my South St Louis windows, and the last shards of Thanksgiving turkey find their way into the requisite casseroles, cold cuts, and cauldrons of stock, I find myself harkening back to early Advent Sundays of yore.

My childhood, like so many others, was loaded with the humor of the holidays, but one of my family’s favorite traditions always tended in a more marsupial direction. So if you’ie got some time between mixing tubs of “Tom and Jerry” and trimming the tree, I’d like to share one of many meaningful excursions through the absurd quadrants of kiddie Christmas culture.

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As I boy growing up in Detroit in the 1970s, I loved watching my mother collapse the last of her gargantuan Thanksgiving feast into a few impossibly crammed Tupperware containers and stuff the serving platters, gravy boats, and silver-plate cutlery away for their long…

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Blue Striker's picture of Alien Scum - October 2014

Poem: Alien Scum

This is the first post from another Pop Rocking Culture contributor, Blue Striker.  This was for a school assignment, but we thought it would be appropriate for Pop Rocking Culture.  Enjoy!

Alien scum flying through space

Gathering fuel to find a safe place

Wanted by the cops from Planet Lace

He found a farm far away

The farmer said he had to pay

He’d got no money from eBay

So Alien Scum flew away

To come back another day.