February 19, 2010
"But for the life of me, who in God’s name is into a Superwoman whose underwear slips while carrying celery?"
Nattb is puzzled. But it would all make sense if only he knew about "The Peculiar Art of Mr. Frahm."
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Those crazy kids refer to this as Rule 34. Namely, there exists online sexual or pornographic material covering any subject.
That is funny stuff that only Freud could hope to analyse. It shows a love of woman and teasing a women's self respect with a fetish of women in pants on the ground helplessness. The celery is in full erection too. This artist would have made a great Althouse commenter.
O/T
I can't believe they just interrupted the talk show I am listening to so they can cut into Tiger Wood's national apology.
I also can't believe this is actually news.
As you were.
Oh and the babe in the Superman outfit is hot. I didn't even notice the vegetables.
I'm geek enough to be in on comic book inside jokes. This one definitely escapes me though.
Back in my radio days, we had a guy on who had written a fetish "bible" of sorts. I thought I was fairly well-versed in most things wet, warm, and squishy as far as sex is concerned, but some of the actual fetishes out there, things with a following, blew me away.
Women in high heels crushing bugs has got to be the weirdest.
Frahm was Lileks's hero.
I only wish his Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue essay were preserved online somewhere.
Women in high heels crushing bugs has got to be the weirdest.
John and Ken (KFI) had a guy who made the films on once in the 90s, and his explanation made sense, but I can't remember it. California was outlawing the films at the time.
Something to do with associating what a young child seeing his mother step on a bug one day while he's stirring sexually for some other reason.
The guy interviewed didn't seem to be into it. He just made the films.
Part of the attraction no doubt is the rounded, open-mouth surprise.
The Frahm is sexier, however, because of the vicarious thrill of identifying with either the driver or the woman in the situation.
The image implies complete nudity underneath her skirt, which may be blown upward at any moment by a gust from the bus door, which is subject to manipulation by the driver.
The celery is available to spank her nude bottom like a vihta.
She can bend to pick-up her dropped purse, which has spilled all her personal belongings for eveyone to see. Or the driver can bend down to pick it up for her, which will put his eyes below her skirt line and between her panties and pudendum.
And, if he does hand her the purse, how will she lift her paties?
In all this excitement her nipple has gone erect.
The woman's face is a little too Gerber Baby for polite discussion.
"... who in God’s name is into a Superwoman whose underwear slips while carrying celery?"
If the internet has taught us anything, it has taught us that somewhere, someone is definitely into this particular sexual kink and are at this very moment, masturbating furiously to a James Lileks post.
I'm with Hoosier on the O/T. Why on God's Green Earth does anyone care what Tiger has to say? If he's just making a statement and not taking question, why is showing it live in any way necessary? Just print the statement.
In the end, Superwoman, is still viewed by guys as just a woman--subject to the same Art Frahm "humiliation."
She must even purchase Superman briefs at the local Superheroes store. Peehole and all. Do we have respect for anyone any more?
Improbabilities don't matter, when the essential logic of the situation is that an attractive woman's hooha was exposed and she must madly scramble to cover it up.
The Frahm pictures got a little boring after a while, so I was happy to see the loaf of Silvercup bread from my childhood.
http://www.mst3ktemple.com/images/silvercup-bread-wrapper.jpg
Please discuss Tiger in the new post (which is about Tiger). This post is about vegetables, underpants, and art.
Tiger can just hire all the beautiful women he wants. This post is about men who can only hope that a woman wearing a dress is wearing ill-fitting underpants that might slip down. Have some respect.
I blame elastic for the extinction of this phenomenon. Maybe the ).6 degrees of Climate Change, too, in the last 100 (150) years. Total. And the heat comment was on topic, btw.
a woman wearing a dress is wearing ill-fitting underpants that might slip down.
And the underpants must slip down to make the point. Had the woman been going commando, the artist would have had to show some flesh to make the point. And a picture that does not show skin can go places that a nudie pic cannot.
The babe in the Superman outfit has been photoshopped.
I really don't like celery, and after seeing those images, I'm not sure what that means. That I don't like seeing women vulnerable in public?
I would think it would be more difficult for thongs to fall down. They tend to be "wedged" into place.
I really don't like celery, and after seeing those images, I'm not sure what that means.
MM finds vigorous stalks of celery, thickly leafed at one end, somehow threatening.
Growl, vassal! You spoil Superwoman's sport when you whine and succor me. Jungle lad should be silent and mighty, not a groveling ant creeping across the malodorous moat! Besides, methinks you miss the point. You are doing what I want. Exactly what I demand, sir. At last the king of the jungle comes under the imperious rule of she who is inconquerable: Superwoman. How it excites me! Your legendary strength rendered impotent as you grovel before the greatest superhero of all time!
It's called incongruous humor.
Frahm was Lileks's hero.
Hardly. From the FAQ:
Q. Do you really, you know, like this stuff?
A. Not really. It’s not my cup of tea. When it comes to cheesecake, there are much, much better practitioners. I do, however, enjoy studying the also-rans, the guys who were almost good enough to be great. Art Frahm had an angle that set him apart, and made him stand out.
The collection is a typical Lileks product, though: cultural ephemera you're not likely to find anywhere else, with great commentary.
The "genre" is weird and rather inexplicable today -- women just don't lose their panties like that (unless they want to.) Apparently back in the 40s and 50s, slippage was something that could, and did, happen.
Art Frahm tribute...
http://tinyurl.com/yz5fl3m
www.forgotten-ny.com
I just looked at the artwork and was wondering:
Is that a black bus driver, in 1953, looking at a white woman?
Not if you look in that mirror shot. More likely a blushing or flushing white guy, I'd say.
"Apparently back in the 40s and 50s, slippage was something that could, and did, happen."
Well, you know, elastic technology has come a long, long way since then. It was a rough and tumble world those people lived in. They didn't even have the Internet.
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