For centuries, the noble samurai served the great emperors of Japan, but none more fiercely than Pekabu Suchakuti (1237 – 1251). Facing hordes of invaders, Suchakuti devised a cunning strategy in which he rallied all the birds to disgrace the invaders from overhead, forcing them back into the Sea of Japan to wash up.
Via Imgur. (PS: No links today because I’m still gathering up material.)
Now I’ve got a new warcry, Mike! Thanks!
I need to know just how they got the bird to stay still in order to put a costume on. Inquiring minds want to know!
It’s an absolute mystery to me how this could be done, especially when i think about someone like Alba Ballard. She appeared on the Letterman show and elsewhere with her dressed-up parrots, and there was even a book out of her photographs. The birds always seemed okay with all the oddness, so she must have been one heck of a parrot whisperer….
In my experience the secret is to take a billion pictures and toss the ones that don’t come out well.
LOL!!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=scgO8Vfh1qU
This looks to be a parody of a parody – http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0062906/plotsummary?ref_=tt_ov_pl –
“De Duva” parodies Bergman films – funny!
The scene I posted is from High Anxiety a 1977 Mel Brooks movie that makes fun of Alfred Hitchcock movies like The Birds and Vertigo.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/High_Anxiety
Oh, I know that – I love that movie. But I also thought that there was an element of the Bergman movies, too. In that parody doves poop all over the actor, too.
Woo-hoo, Mike! Out of the park!
The snow works really well with this picture. 🙂
And now I’m imagining a classic samurai movie scene. A snowy field for Suchakuti’s fated duel with his villainous rival, Hesucha Nastigai.
?Nice one, Starfish.
Pekabu Suchakuti. Boom. *mike drop*
You dropped Mike?! Is he hurt?!?!?!
Sorry; not that Mike the other Mike.
HA! I see now what I did there!
Oh, okay. I heard that Mike’s a jerk, anyway.
hahahahahaha! Very nice.
Really! I would love to be a fly on the wall when Mike comes up with these names – I’ll bet he giggles out loud.
Did you notice that sometimes the snow comes straight down and other times at an angle???? Wow!
Mike outdid himself with the name. I know by now to read those out loud and I snort-laffed! Too clever!
I cannot see the snow!☹️*pouts*
Oh, that’s too bad, it’s really quite charming.
Snow doesn’t work on my tablet. Only on my computers.
the snow wasn’t visible on my computer yesterday but it’s here today!
Holy cow, I just noticed you can change which way the wind blows the snow! It changes based on how far your mouse is to either side. Neato!
Sorry, starfish, I wrote my comment before I read yours – and you’re right, it depends on where your mouse is. Double cool.
I am somewhat embarrassed to admit to have played around with my mouse and the virtual snow, perfect game for dead tired monsters 🙂 Even my cats laugh behind my back 🙂
You are not alone. 😛
I’m not a monster, though (I’m an alien).
Arigato, Pekabu-san.
We applaud your courage and audacity.
This post reminded me of a poem written by a friend of mine – he was my piano accompanist for many years, used to write for many big ad agencies – and that’s how the poem came about. (longish story, not that relevant) I will favor you with a few lines: (ahem…..)
“Did a bird go to the bathroom on your shoe? Did a Cockatoo go caca on your hat? Did a naughty Jenny Wren lose its self control and then Leave a calling card, kerplunk! on your cravat?”
Someone at the agency then illustrated it and turned it into a little book a copy of which is in my possession. Am I not the most fortunate of humans.
Awwwwww! Bebeh Parrot!!!!
Me want!
You guys are all funny today!
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*Sigh* having been pooped on about 7 times by birds (I’ve honestly lost count at this point), I feel a bit attacked right now. Apparently wild birds have something against me. Maybe it’s because I prefer to let the squirrels eat from the bird feeders instead?
But that’s good luck! There is a belief that if a bird poops on you, your car or your property, you may receive good luck and riches. The more birds involved, the richer you’ll be! (I’m still waiting for my riches to arrive despite my daily volume of bird poop).
I will comfort my poor lil’ car when I wash off the bird-poo next time. Either she will be the luckiest/richest car in the neighbourhood or she can join and statues and plot revenge together!
I’ve heard that, Birdcage, and I suppose I’m otherwise pretty lucky, but it’s hard to remember that when you’re trying to clean bird poop off your back that somehow managed to slip under your shirt when it fell as you were waiting in line for a roller coaster or when you have to throw away delicious fudge because it’s been splattered in the latest ambush. I truly think it’s hilarious how often and in what strange circumstances I’ve been a target. Me and the birds, we’re at war.