Scarfolk is a town in North West England that did not progress beyond 1979. Instead, the entire decade of the 1970s loops ad infinitum. Here in Scarfolk, pagan rituals blend seamlessly with science; hauntology is a compulsory subject at school, and everyone must be in bed by 8pm because they are perpetually running a slight fever. "Visit Scarfolk today. Our number one priority is keeping rabies at bay." For more information please reread.
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Tuesday, 26 July 2016
Summer Fete Leaflet (1976)
As can be seen from this leaflet advertising a local fete, acts of terror and violent incidents were so frequent in 1970s Scarfolk that many people came to expect them and planned their days around them. Employers and local councils built them into their calendars and children spent more than half their school time memorising and rehearsing emergency drills. Violence was endured like bad weather, inconvenient yet seemingly unavoidable.
Eventually, however, terrorists and murderous loners found it too demanding to keep up with the schedules expected by others and, disheartened by the public's apathetic reaction to their actions, stubbornly refused to commit any more atrocities until they once again inspired the fear they felt they deserved.
I long for the good old days of compulsory mine sweeps by retired teachers..
ReplyDeleteMan, I love the Morris dancers!
ReplyDeleteMorris Mass Murdering Men, Marauding Mayhem, Madness and Messy
ReplyDeleteDidn't the Legendary Horned Deceiver do the tombola and raffle?
ReplyDeleteMorris dancing is all well and good, but as an Austin Allegro owner I always feel a touch excluded.
ReplyDeleteWhen it comes to Mass Shootings, however, this is more my area of expertise. Bring on the next Mass!