Calling All Girls

Cartoon of town crier

While taking a break from rearranging my sock drawer and staring at the wall, I somehow stumbled across some vintage book covers and magazine ads. They seem to be from a pre-Jurassic world yet could not be more timely. I guess it’s true, “The more things change…”

It’s funny/tragic to see how straightforward and commonsensical things were “back then” and to see how much we have forgotten and can still learn from those who came before.

So grab a cup o’ Joe and stroll with me through this treasure trove of timeless advice for women.

Vintage magazine ad for female self-defense

Vintage magazine ad for armed woman and burglar

Vintage book cover for How to Use Jiu Jitsu

Vintage ad fro Colt pistol

Vintage book cover for female self-defense book

Book cover: Thank God I had a gun

The advice of yesteryear wasn’t just about being handy with your fists and shootin’ iron; though having a “classy chassis” and putting a tight grouping of six shots in an intruder’s torso is nothing to sneeze at. No, that advice was all about having a sound mind in a sound body.

Priceless wisdom then and even more so now and it holds double for men!

Vintage ad promoting reading

Read. Read. Read.

Read everything that’s not nailed down.

Read kitsch. Read classics.

Read.

Vintage book cover promoting reading by girls

Get off your phone.

Turn off your TV.

Read.

Vintage cartoon of winking woman

Men do make passes at girls who wear glasses!

Vintage cartoon of woking man.

Ladies, we need your feminine aspect, your wit, your wiles, your womanliness at its most natural and nurturing.

In the coming time of tribulation, we will need all of that plus we need you to be legally locked and loaded for bear!

Remember. Remember. Remember.

Defending Your People is a social duty
Boy Outa Brooklyn a murder memoir by Jack Antonio
Available as an eBook and paperback from amazon.com and amazon.co.uk and as an eBook here

The Death of New York

Dystopian view of New York City

I visit my hometown a year after 9/11 and find it dusty, deflated and more ascared than ever. Paranoia and para-military security guards are everywhere while humor and spunk are nowhere to be found. I search for New York but it is gone. It is gone because New Yorkers are gone. The city has been stolen from the great people who forged it into the greatest metropolis ever known. But, it isn’t planes flying into unloved skyscrapers that displaces those giants who created the Chrysler Building, the Empire State Building, Central Park, the Metropolitan Opera, Yankee Stadium, Coney Island, the Bronx Zoo, Wall Street, Broadway, the Brooklyn Bridge and Green-Wood Cemetery. No. Their city has been stolen from them by a Left-Right political pincer movement like the one that dumped my insane Aunt Rosa into Times Square. 

Abandoned factory interior
New York City families were forged here.

Here is how that pincer worked – the Left flooded New York with Chinese and Hispanics who became permanent wards of the state and thus Democrat voters while the Right welcomed them as cheap labor. In the 1960s, the factory owners tried to pay their White union-workers coolie and peon wages. The Whites resisted, the factories closed and neighborhoods died. The imported Chinese and Hispanics poured into those formerly union factories that had reopened as sweatshops and they worked there for coolie and peon wages. Simple. Clever. Lethal. Just as predicted to me on the stoop.

Boy Outa Brooklyn a murder-memoir by Jack Antonio 
Image: the smiling face of Steeplechase Park in Coney Island, Brooklyn
Available as a paperback and eBook amazon.com
amazon.co.uk
And as an eBook here
https://books2read.com/The-Boy-Outa-Brooklyn