Tag: Hypocrisy

Past Imperfect – #102

It was at this point that Gladys and Lottie realized that things might be a wee bit out of control. Then again, perhaps it hadn’t been the wisest move to don lackadaisical attire in a town where everyone else took couture quite seriously. Perhaps it was time for […]

Past Imperfect – #243

Note: For those of you unfamiliar with American politics, Sarah Huckabee was one of many Press Secretaries for Donald Trump… During the Depression, funding for public playgrounds dried up, so the little urchins had to make do with what they could find. Luckily, at least for Little Sarah […]

Past Imperfect – #81

And here we have one of the earliest known celebrations of marriage equality in America, with everyone quite pleased. Except for that sole Republican guy in the upper middle right, who is running for Congress in Oklahoma and has just realized that this snapshot might bode ill for […]

Past Imperfect – #168

Actress on the Left: “I’m really not comfortable posing for this picture. And I’m not talking about the crappy lighting.” Actress on the Right:  “I have bills to pay. I’m not saying a word.” Left: “But we are clearly clutching phallic-symbol devices and pretending to be happy about […]

Past Imperfect – #291

Peggy: “I don’t know about this. Explain to me again why I’m holding a gun and wearing this outfit?” Photographer: “Two guns, actually. Perhaps math was not your favorite subject in school. Anyway, you are showing the world that you are taking charge of your life but can […]

Past Imperfect – #388

Reporter: “Hey, gals. I couldn’t help but notice that you’re all pointing guns at me. Is there something I need to know in this situation?” Daisy, left: “Oh, sorry. We ain’t tryin’ to kill you or nothin’. We’re just practicin’ so we can be better shooters and improve […]

Past Imperfect – #133

Melva, far left: “Well, I do declare. Look at that mess over there!” Gertrude, middlin’ left: “Honey, this is New Awlins. We got mess everywhere. Which one you talkin’ ‘bout?” Melva: “Right there in front of your dadgum eyes, woman. You go off and leave you spectacles back […]