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A week ago know I wrote of wartime propaganda and its role in recruitment drives. Now, I was bold enough then to suggest that the old “irate guy with a bullet in his head” approach may not be the wisest or most successful tactic.

Here we can see a far more effective approach: question their manhood.

The logic here is clear: if they could, girls (dirty, stinkin’ broads!) would get out there and slaughter krauts and japs all day long. Unfortunately, steadfast patriarchal structures limit the opportunities for our feminine friends to get blood on their hands. That leaves it to men. Big, tough, hairy-chested MEN to do the job.

What’s that?

You don’t wanna kill japs and krauts?

What are ya? Some kinda fairy...?
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Jim Klenke said…
You are right its better than a bullet in your head. Not sure she would have really joined though. You know how women are.
29 September 2008 at 12:37
magiceye said…
guys in wars tend to end up in the ether
29 September 2008 at 20:26
Jane Hards Photography said…
I'm blogging in the Isle of Man that has a lot of Manx fairies! Butch or not, your're a long time dead either way. Wouldn't surprise me as a last resort that the powers that be bring back this outdated offensive style of advertising. Great post.
29 September 2008 at 23:47
Unknown said…
I don't want to join! Not for one second!
30 September 2008 at 05:50
Anonymous said…
No nor me. And I don't really want the boys to either!
30 September 2008 at 06:48
yournotalone said…
That is very good post here.

I must say that the world we are living in is manipulating people into fear - and here is a magic - they will do what ever you want - even worse - they will demand whatever the masterminds of this world want!:D
30 September 2008 at 18:15
Kris McCracken said…
Jim, it would depend on when one asked, I guess... ;)

Magiceye, agreed. Being a hero isn’t much use if one is also dead.

Babooshka, there are no shortages of these. I have bagfuls!
1 October 2008 at 11:41
Kris McCracken said…
Rebeckah and Jackie. I shall join you by the pool while the other mugs go off to fight the enemy!

Aigars, and hasn’t it always been that way! :(
1 October 2008 at 11:42
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