Woody Hockaday (1884-1947) made significant contributions to American history, but he's almost entirely forgotten today. According to the Kansas State Historical Society, he was "the first person to recognize the need for highway marking in the United States." So, on his own initiative, beginning in 1915, he started posting mileage markers on highways. Eventually "Hockaday signs" appeared on 60,000 miles of roads from Washington DC to Los Angeles.
But around 1935 he decided he needed to do something different with his life. So he started calling himself "Big Chief Pow Wow" and launched a "feathers instead of bullets" campaign. Dressed in red shorts, a feather war bonnet, sneakers, a painted sunflower on his chest, and carrying a huge bag of feathers, he would pop up at political rallies and pelt politicians with feathers (or sometimes live chickens). He explained that "to attract attention to peace a man must use sensational methods."
In 1940, he combined a Santa Claus costume with his headdress and showed up in Rockefeller Plaza with a wagonload of 600 chickens. He screamed at the crowd, "I'm Santa Claus from Santa Fe. Peace! The whole world will have peace. Here, my friend, have a chicken."
Soon after that he was committed to an insane asylum. He died in 1947.
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Has there ever been another cartoon campaign ad in the past several elections? How could this great idea go unused?!? SpongeBob SquarePants for Obama! Pinky and the Brain for Bush and Cheney! Just imagine the possibilities!
According to The Salt Lake Tribune, Dave Snarr, the Mayor of Murray, Utah may be losing his trademark handlebar mustache. Mr. Snarr has put the fate of his mustache up for a public vote and so far, it is not looking good for this favorite facial feature.
According to the letter, written by American Mustache Institute CEO Dr. Abraham Jonas Froman:
"...you represent a community of downtrodden Americans - Mustached Americans - for whom you stand as a sign that we are not only fit to hold positions in waste collection, motorcycle repair, and hospital equipment maintenance. You are proof that a Mustached American can be a mayor, a leader, a respected beacon of excellence."
The Mayor's response? "...whatever you do, you're damned".
Voting for the fate of the mustache is open until May 16th.
Look magazine for August 20, 1968, contained this image, with a small bit of text detailing how famed illustrator Norman Rockwell licensed his images to a firm called Sterling Paper Fashions to produce these election-year paper dresses. How much do you imagine they'd be worth today on the vintage fashion market or elections collectible market?
Following up on my recent post about bad Obama art, "Rapijo" pointed us in the direction of this truly hideous example of the genre. It's being offered for sale on Craigslist, so it could be yours. According to the description it's a "One of a kind collectible, North Carolina whiskey jug with President OBAMA's face hand sculptured on it."
It can also be used to frighten small children on Halloween.