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John Lennons on the rampage in Belo Horizonte, Brazil.

Convicted drug trafficker John Lenon Camargos Gomes, 22, suspected of five murders and two attempts. John Lennon Ribeiro Siqueira, 19, was busted for robbing a lottery shop. Armed and dangerous. John Lennon Fonseca Ferreira, 22, was nicked for attempted robbery. John Lennon Sebastiao da Silva, 18, was found dead in a car, victim of a suspected revenge killing.

The name John Lennon became very popular in Brazil after the Beatlecide. For decades, apparently.

Comments


Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: February 6, 2013, 10:40 pm

It’s because they’re nuts.

Come on, someone had to say it :)


Comment from AltBBrown
Time: February 7, 2013, 12:15 am

Prolly part of the TSA handbook. Crippled old ladies, infants and John Lennons.
But that would be profiling.


Comment from dissent555
Time: February 7, 2013, 12:22 am

Instant karma’s gonna get you


Comment from Gromulin
Time: February 7, 2013, 12:35 am

The most over rated pop-culture, pseudo intellectual, preening dickbag of the 20th century. I’ve come to the conclusion that he represents an entire generation whom history will someday properly label as being the first human generation to have their teenage angst broadcast live globally. They were simply born at the right time, nothing special about them at all. A global electronic circle-jerk, nothing more.

Fucking hippies.


Comment from Oceania
Time: February 7, 2013, 12:35 am

I see the family resemblence – to the Monkey!


Comment from MikeW
Time: February 7, 2013, 12:44 am

Do you s’pose they named all the girls down there Yoko, too?


Comment from QuasiModo
Time: February 7, 2013, 1:02 am

@Gromulin…plus eleventy!


Comment from dissent555
Time: February 7, 2013, 1:15 am

When it burns, I hope all the copies of “Imagine” go first.


Comment from Kat
Time: February 7, 2013, 2:10 am

I think that Gromulin wrote the most eloquent thing I have read in a long, long time.


Comment from tomfrompv
Time: February 7, 2013, 2:44 am

Obviously a conspiracy here. Remember the movie Boys From Brazil? Same thing here. Brit ex-rockers migrated to Brazil, impregnated locals, gave the same code-names to their male offspring, and launched a crime spree. Easy to know which gang you’re in — none of red/blue bandanna stuff.


Comment from Deborah
Time: February 7, 2013, 3:05 am

and for a diversion—A banjo story
http://www.latimes.com/business/la-fi-made-in-california-banjos-20130203,0,4438110.story


Comment from mojo
Time: February 7, 2013, 3:59 am

I was a fucking hippie. Then I grew up.

But, man, for about a decade there…

Well. Best not blurted out, IYKWIMAITTYD


Comment from mojo
Time: February 7, 2013, 4:01 am

AND they have a Banjosaurus, for a measley 65K…

What are you waiting for?


Comment from Paula Douglas
Time: February 7, 2013, 4:57 am

Thank you, Gromulin, and ditto. My best friend was nuts for the Beatles, Lennon especially, and I always thought that they were over-rated, pretentious, irritating, no-talent hacks. The fact that they were so universally caressed just made me hate them more.


Comment from Harbqll
Time: February 7, 2013, 7:08 am

Looks like my opinion of both the Beatles and John Lennon in particular are well represented here already. No additional comment needed.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: February 7, 2013, 12:14 pm

Well, this is a new tactic in comment spam:

The next time I read a blog, I hope that it doesnt disappoint me as considerably as this 1. I mean, I know it was my selection to read, but I basically thought youd have something fascinating to say. All I hear is actually a bunch of whining about some thing which you could fix for those who werent too busy seeking for attention.


Comment from AltBBrown
Time: February 7, 2013, 1:39 pm

I’m too busy looking for my routing #’s to seek attention or fix things. This poor child needs my help! (without most confidentiality)…

Hello Dear,
I know this might come to you as a surprise, but please do accept it in good faith and treat it as a matter of urgency without most confidentiality. I am Bonnie Rogers from Liberia western part of Africa, but I am residing in Senegal due to the political crisis that happened in my country.
I am searching for a true friend, someone who is God fearing, kind and honest to stand as my foreign representative to help me transfer my inheritance funds so I can leave this country and come over to your country and continue my education.
I will be pleased, if you can contact me to enable me to give you the bank contact A.S.A.P.
Please for my safety talkless of this transaction.
I will be waiting for your urgent response.
THANK YOU VERY MUCH
Yours
Bonnie Rogers


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: February 7, 2013, 2:28 pm

This is my first time go to see at here and i am
actually impressed to read all at alone place.

Well, okay then.


Comment from Deborah
Time: February 7, 2013, 2:40 pm

My favorite spam comment is the one that disagrees strongly with what I wrote, except it is posted to my calendar.

Speaking of calendars: are free calendars common in the U.K.? We usually find plenty, but this year I had to buy some (because I want a calendar in every room of the house, which Husband thinks is an obsessive/compulsive disorder).


Comment from AltBBrown
Time: February 7, 2013, 2:47 pm

Yes, Deborah, your husband is correct.
You do have CDO (*letters in proper order*).


Comment from mojo
Time: February 7, 2013, 3:31 pm

I dub thee “manglish”…


Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: February 7, 2013, 3:34 pm

Deborah –
1. You are not alone in your compulsion – Mrs. Vegetable loves her some calendars. She rationalizes it by giving them each a use. One is for scheduling the payment of bills. One is for scheduling appointments with friends. One is for business appointments. One is for the weekly changing of the contact lenses. One is for, well, Christ alone knows what, and then there are the others. They are everywhere.
Having said that, I have one you can have, if you give me a mailing address. I own an old sports car and belong, passively, to a rather active club which holds an annual show and then produces a calendar for members showing photos of the most beautiful cars. My car is on the cover almost. You see, there is a snapshot of a particularly beautiful and expensive version of the make, and my car is in the background. It would be plainly visible except for the club’s decision to use a photo which includes an old fat man leaning down to look into the window of the cover-girl-car. His fat ass obscures all but a detail of my car. I can’t decide whether to be disgusted or amused…

2. As for John Lennon(s), I confess to rather liking him but only as an acidic buffer for the saccharine McCartney, who really does think the world needs another silly love song, and who should be put in a sack and drowned, ahem, exiled to New Zealand. Taken alone neither was palatable. Together, they struck an interesting balance. Still, I have been on the Stones side of the divide since my college days- even then the Beatles were derisively scorned as being purveyors of “scratched singalongs” – “follow the bouncing needle” – I note that this conceit may be lost on those too young to have ever had a record player, but I leave it to others to explain.

3. Can there be any doubt that in 25 years there will be a Brazilian crime-wave by a gang of 50¢ Ramirez’s and statutory rapes by R. Kelly Gomez’s?


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: February 7, 2013, 3:44 pm

I love calendars, too. Sadly, I can’t really justify them any more. I don’t have anything to do, ever.

Plenty of free ones here. The one in the kitchen is from the feed store, because we’re a little bit country.


Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: February 7, 2013, 3:48 pm

There IS one calendar that I would hang in every room in my house though…. if Mrs. Vegetable just liked car tires a little bit more

http://fashionista.com/2012/11/tits-and-tires-the-pirelli-calendar-from-1964-to-today/


Comment from Malcolm Kirkpatrick
Time: February 7, 2013, 4:16 pm

Wanna race? This one’s mine come Friday, if Weasel grants that he’s famous enough, if he survives ’til Friday, and if none of you here snag him first.


Comment from Malcolm Kirkpatrick
Time: February 7, 2013, 4:18 pm

Okay, that won’t work. Too easy. There’s always some hostage taker in the news, surrounded by SWAT and doomed.


Comment from Feynmangroupie
Time: February 7, 2013, 5:39 pm

I recall reading an article some time in the past (coulda been a blog post…so it must be for realsies!) that described how John Lennon was actually a raging capitalist, hated the leftist tax policies, and wrote “Imagine” for a laugh, while sitting in his mansion.

Was it all a lie?


Comment from Janna
Time: February 7, 2013, 5:40 pm

My problem is not calendars. It’s clocks. I have around 30-ish in my house. I even have a week clock that just tells you what DAY it is. I use that one more often than I want to admit.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: February 7, 2013, 6:14 pm

Oh, I do clocks too, Janna. Particularly little ones, like pocket watches and tiny desk clocks…shaped like things.


Comment from Christopher Taylor
Time: February 7, 2013, 6:25 pm

That’s just sad, really. Of all the people you should emulate, Lennon was really the last one.

Feynman I read an article about how Bob Dylan hated hippies and is a pretty right leaning sort of guy too. I doubt Lennon was though, he was a big disciple of his namesake and Marx.


Comment from Deborah
Time: February 7, 2013, 6:39 pm

Thanks AltBBrown :)

@Malcolm—the Dorner story sounds like something from a Robert Crais novel. Maybe a “Joe Pike” will take out Dorner …

@Some Vegetable—I would be pleased and honored to use your car club calendar. Would you send your email to DeborahHH@myway.com and I will reply with my snailmail address. We loves sports cars at this house. Just last week I told Husband that I’d decided I want a Mustang Shelby GT since we are moving into San Antonio. I Need Powerrrr, and a narrow footprint.

I am relieved to learn that I am not the only one who covets calendars. I love feed store calendars, especially the Ace Reid cowpokes. Husband usually buys me a warbirds calendar, but he forgot this year.

Clock too, for me. But I can’t stand the ticking, so I need them to be plug-ins.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: February 7, 2013, 7:50 pm

Feynmangroupie, I think that came from Paul. I don’t know if I read it or saw him interviewed recently, but he said they got together whenever their manager told them to and knocked out a few more songs. I think it was weekly. And they’d say things like, “okay, this one’s for the swimming pool.”

My calendar this year is chickens (thanks, Uncle B’s mom!)


Comment from Deborah
Time: February 7, 2013, 7:54 pm

@Some Vegetable.
Drat. I am so sorry—my MyWay account is messed up. I appreciate your kindness to send me the calendar, but I release you from your offer.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: February 7, 2013, 8:35 pm

TwoDogs, I’m so sorry the spam filter ate your post. It was probably the link. I keep trying to approve it, but I don’t know where it’s disappearing to!


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Comment from Mrs Compton
Time: February 7, 2013, 9:47 pm

I was nuts for the Beatles when I 14!!!…. nuff said.


Comment from AltBBrown
Time: February 7, 2013, 10:29 pm

Hate to say it, Janna, but that DAY clock’s got me curious. Very elusive they are.


Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: February 7, 2013, 10:56 pm

Deborah – I’ll just return it to the drawer where it resides, noting with philosophic interest that if a calender sits in a drawer with no one looking at it, time still marches on.

As for John, he was quite Right(wing).

You say you want a revolution?
We’d all love to see the plan.
You’re asking for a contribution?
Hey , we’re all doing all we can.
But if you’re just carryin’ round pictures of Chairman Mao
You ain’t gonna make it with anyone anyhow…

Don’t you know it’s gonna be alright? Alright, Alright….


Comment from Janna
Time: February 7, 2013, 11:31 pm

AltBBrown – dayclocks.com
It’s a really handy thing. I bought one for my son as a joke, he asked me once what month it was. He was in high school!
I ended up with it. It hangs on the wall with the antique clocks.


Comment from AltBBrown
Time: February 8, 2013, 12:03 am

Thanks, Janna. Location will be critical – maybe get a big chain and be the local geriatric Flavor Flav.
Never heard of an 8 day clock.
Anyhoo…speaking of beatifying talented dipsh*ts, Whitney Houston’s now at Mme. Tussauds. I’m assuming no bath tub pose.


Comment from Nina
Time: February 8, 2013, 3:01 am

I’ve a colleague who named his daughter Lennon. You can probably fill in the rest yerselves, methinks. :)


Comment from Christopher Taylor
Time: February 8, 2013, 5:34 am

I have a friend who named his daughter Gregory. It was really confusing while she was young, they dressed her very ambiguously. She thinks she’s a lesbian these days.

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