Calvin's Canadian Cave of Coolness: I Am Speechless. I Am Without Speech

Friday, August 12, 2016

I Am Speechless. I Am Without Speech

6 comments:

Margaret Benbow said...: Oh, so that's how it happens! Now we know.
I love his cap with the golden scales, but
that big eye on his chest is just strange.; August 13, 2016 at 6:34 AM
Debra She Who Seeks said...: Is that anything like the RCMP's "fruit machine" used to detect gays in the civil service in the 50s?; August 13, 2016 at 7:39 AM
Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness said...: Nothing in this outfit goes together or should. What is with the cap?? The eye. The open fly area, the queer machine is the least bizarre part of this panel.; August 13, 2016 at 11:23 AM
Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness said...: Did they really have a fruit machine, Debra. Let me guess, it worked 100 percent of the time.; August 13, 2016 at 11:23 AM
Debra She Who Seeks said...: Here's an excerpt from the wikipedia entry for it:

"Fruit machine" is a term for a device developed in Canada that was supposed to be able to identify gay men (derogatorily referred to as "fruits"). The subjects were made to view pornography; the device then measured the diameter of the pupils of the eyes (pupillary response test), perspiration, and pulse for a supposed erotic response.
The "fruit machine" was employed in Canada in the 1950s and 1960s during a campaign to eliminate all gay men from the civil service, the Royal Canadian Mounted Police (RCMP), and the military. A substantial number of workers did lose their jobs. Although funding for the "fruit machine" project was cut off in the late 1960s, the investigations continued, and the RCMP collected files on over 9,000 "suspected" gay people.
The chair employed resembled that used by dentists. It had a pulley with a camera going towards the pupils, with a black box located in front of it that displayed pictures. The pictures ranged from the mundane to sexually explicit photos of men and women. It had previously been determined that the pupils would dilate in relation to the amount of interest in the picture per the technique termed 'the pupillary response test'.
People were first led to believe that the machine's purpose was to rate stress. After knowledge of its real purpose became widespread, few people volunteered for it.; August 13, 2016 at 6:19 PM
Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness said...: OMG...this is barbaric. What if seeing gay sex makes my pupils grow bigger...like any sex act should if you were seeing it IN THE 50s and 60s where porn wasn't on every phone? I know people who have never seen sex on film or video or dvd or computer.; August 13, 2016 at 6:29 PM

Calvin's Canadian Cave Of Cool Manifesto

I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.

I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.

I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.

And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.

So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.

Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.

This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.