26 February 2011 @ 01:14 pm
"It's for you, we don't mind the phone cord in the dinner soup"  
"It's For You.  Who Is it?  I Think It's That One Friend of Yours Who Likes to Interrupt Us While We're Eating Dinner."
 
 
 
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I'm Jane in the rain: little red riding topobooksandcheeses on February 26th, 2011 09:19 pm (UTC)
She also must not mind hitting her head on the birdcage whenever she moves.
Kim, Meezer Queen and Equestriennemeezergal on February 26th, 2011 09:45 pm (UTC)
Or the feathers and birdseed in the food!
Dianetsuki_no_hana on February 26th, 2011 10:11 pm (UTC)
And far-flung poop
Kim, Meezer Queen and Equestriennemeezergal on February 26th, 2011 11:23 pm (UTC)
How'd I forget about that? EW!
pikkewyntjie: how can you stand itpikkewyntjie on February 27th, 2011 01:19 am (UTC)
You are so right about that! Whoever arranged this setting probably never had a bird! I had birds when I was a kid and that crap went EVERYWHERE! There is no way my family would have kept our birds anywhere near a food preparation or eating area. NASTY! :P
Catty Feministjocelmeow on March 1st, 2011 09:03 pm (UTC)
Came to post exactly this. "Dear, did you notice you have a birdcage sprouting from your head?"
Miss Tia's Journal: me and what i think of most thingsmisstiajournal on February 26th, 2011 09:28 pm (UTC)
mrs hesse has no name of her own....to be known as mrs ernest hesse..."the Ernest Hesses" specifically sticks in my caw....and i am unsure where my caw is, but it is rubbing me the wrong way....
Nico: sporkvilakins on February 27th, 2011 01:13 am (UTC)
It's a craw and it sticks in mine too. The whole family is called Ernest Hesse, it seems. Male arrogance knew no bounds back then.
Miss Tia's Journal: me and what i think of most thingsmisstiajournal on February 27th, 2011 01:18 am (UTC)
ah thank you....craw....total male arrogance...mrs. ernest hesse is just there to serve the males.....
pikkewyntjie: oh snappikkewyntjie on February 27th, 2011 01:24 am (UTC)
She's no different than Mrs. Willis Peterson: http://community.livejournal.com/vintage_ads/2497236.html

But lucky for Mrs. Hesse, it doesn't look like she has a daughter to compete with so she can feel free to look average. She was smart enough to give her husband a son like a good wife should! ;)

Maybe you thought "caw" because of those birds!
baron154baron154 on February 27th, 2011 03:59 am (UTC)
I hear you, and agree..it sounds very possessive. But there was also a reason for women using their husbands' names, back in the bad old sexist days. Something like "Mrs. Ernest Hesse" was a signal of protection- "there's a man behind me- back off, don't harrass me, don't cheat me. Because you will hear from him." Back when women had little power, and single women even less, going by a husband's name gave a small bit of protection to women. For example, a car dealer would be far less likely to cheat or gouge a married woman on the price, because he knew her husband would hear of it and cause trouble.
I'm not condoning this antique naming convention- it definitely sounds sexist and possessive today- but it came about for a reason, back when it was seriously harsh and unfair for women trying to make their way in the world.
Miss Tia's Journalmisstiajournal on February 27th, 2011 10:08 pm (UTC)
i totally agree with everything in your comment....i wrote papers in college about housewives in the 50s and how they were subjugated to basically 2nd class citizenship in a way....it led the way to the backlash in the 60s with the feminine mystique, etc....

this ad just rubbed me the wrong way and i was already feeling cranky last night!
Catty Feministjocelmeow on March 1st, 2011 08:59 pm (UTC)
My husband not only didn't want me to take his last name, but I think he was even more against it than I was, and I'm pretty against it.

Also, when we have gone to weddings in the past, we have always greatly amused ourselves by at the moment the smarmy DJ announces, "And now, for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Lastname!" exclaiming to each other, "Where did she go?! She disappeared! I know there was a separate person around here before the ceremony!"

We are, as you would expect, awful people.

I have been really shocked to see how many of my friends who I thought were feminists decided to take their husband's last name. (Also shocked at how many people have had children, but I always knew I didn't want them, and I guess other people did.)

At *our* wedding, we made it abundantly clear to Mr. Smarmy DJ that he was to announce, "And now, for the first time as husband and wife, Michael and Jocelyn!"
Miss Tia's Journalmisstiajournal on March 1st, 2011 09:11 pm (UTC)
i don't think you're awful people at all!

good for you!!! :)
Aegis J. Hyena: Earthaj_hyena on February 26th, 2011 09:44 pm (UTC)
My grandparents (and by association, my parents) despised wall phones (they were near-violently anti tech). I remember my grandmother only getting one of those when she was politically pushed to.
janigreyjanigrey on February 26th, 2011 11:31 pm (UTC)
I remember when we got a phone with a cord long enough to reach the dining room table - It was meant to go the other way. Naturally it would ring at dinner time - and my teen brothers and sisters would make a move to dive for it - my father would fist pounding down at the table....yell "no body move! Not at dinner time - No. If Alexander Graham Bell were alive today - I'd punch him in the head!"

For the record - my Father was a loving man - but he just demanded dinner time was family time. I share this - because my mind when through the entire scene - except the stupid bird cage by teh table ruined it.
~M~je_reviens on February 27th, 2011 01:22 am (UTC)
So my 14 yr old texting on her phone during dinner would be unacceptable to him LOL
ladytwnksfallconsmate on February 27th, 2011 02:51 am (UTC)
my son doesnt get away with that. he is allowed ONE leave-of-absence from the table, then i get his phone. he is given the "five minute warning" and he'd BEST tell his buddies....

or i text them. and tell them the weird little pet names i call him by. gee, for some reason this works! ;)

(this is just what i do to my kiddo. your kiddo is your kiddo and you have the right to raise her as you wish. :)
~M~je_reviens on February 27th, 2011 03:03 am (UTC)
he has to leave the table to text??? wow, what a thought! LOL
ladytwnks: ian and mefallconsmate on February 27th, 2011 03:10 am (UTC)
yeah, i'm the mean ol mom. ;) i told him when he pays his own rent on his own place he can do what he wants to.

(of course when he's at his dad's house, different rules. and i'm ok with that, too. *G*)
Carrie Pikacarriepika on February 27th, 2011 01:33 am (UTC)
My parents were the same. And I'm like that now, too. Strangely enough, it's my husband I have to keep from leaping up from the table, not my kids!
luke_russellluke_russell on February 28th, 2011 04:40 am (UTC)
hmmm...suspicious!
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baron154baron154 on February 27th, 2011 04:04 am (UTC)
Yeah. The phone looks in an inconvenient place, the electrical socket as well. Garish, ugly picture too. And I just noticed how weird the kid's mouth looks.
luke_russellluke_russell on February 28th, 2011 04:41 am (UTC)
and the gruel that they ar eating....
murakozi: pornovisionmurakozi on February 28th, 2011 03:09 pm (UTC)
Are you badmouthing Mrs. Ernest Hesse's famous tuna casserole with birdseed and crap garnish?

noluck_bostonnoluck_boston on February 27th, 2011 12:49 am (UTC)
1950
This reminds me of that 15 minuet ad they produced to introduce color telephones and Rotary "Cell" phone in the 1950's. If you have the time, and want to see a rotary cell phone, its worth the watch.

E♥: Whose Line: Huggingwhoseline_wlsc on February 27th, 2011 03:54 am (UTC)
Re: 1950
They did a "dub" of this on Whose Line!

~M~je_reviens on February 27th, 2011 01:20 am (UTC)
a ha ha haaaaa a ha haaaaaaa...

There's so much... can't.... find... words.... a hahahahaaaaaaaa!
Me.cremepuff on February 27th, 2011 01:26 am (UTC)
Now that I think about it, when we had pet birds their birdcage was in the dining room, too. And this was in the late 80's. In retrospect, it sounds like a very bad idea...
ladytwnksfallconsmate on February 27th, 2011 02:54 am (UTC)
there were two phones at my grandmother's house. one in her bedroom, one in the hall.

the one in the hall had this 300 foot cord that could reach all the way to the barn... nah, it was only 30 feet but it reached most everywhere in the house. and she disconnected the ringer in her bedroom phone.
HSK: Girl - Knife/Stabby-Stabvioletscorpion on February 27th, 2011 03:14 am (UTC)
My parents still have, and use, the style of telephone in the "bedroom" photo.
[rural Michigan, still rotary dial, don't even get me started on their version of "internet."]
Nick Charleswheelerwoolsey on February 27th, 2011 03:23 pm (UTC)
Just curious--what area of rural Michigan? (Having grown up in rural Saginaw County myself....)
HSKvioletscorpion on February 27th, 2011 03:30 pm (UTC)
Rural Marquette County.
E♥: Bert Convy: Anne doesn't remember....whoseline_wlsc on February 27th, 2011 03:42 am (UTC)
I always liked those old phones; they're so cute!
Nicoleetinterrapax on February 27th, 2011 04:06 am (UTC)
This kills me. When I was a kid in the late 70s/early 80s, most people I knew only had the one phone. Ours was in the kitchen, and it had the super-long cord so that my mom could do kitchen chores while she chatted with a neighbor or her mother. My grandmother's was in a corner of the dining room--her flat had no centralized hallways--on a telephone table with a built-in chair.
Ed: Cee Lo Greennjbearcub1 on February 27th, 2011 04:07 am (UTC)
Mrs. Ernest Hesse uses her bedroom telephone to book the engagements with her gentleman callers while Mr. Ernest Hesse is at work.
cactuswrencactuswren on February 27th, 2011 04:55 am (UTC)
Gad, I remember Bell telephones! That loud, loud mechanical ring. The handset weighed a ton, the base of table- or desk-top phones weighed three. Wall-mounted phones could be had with an extra-long cord, but you were still tethered to the wall. Bakelite!

And yet, and yet ... this ad is from, what, fifty years ago? And if you can find any of these actual telephones, they still work. That Western Electric hardware worked forever. (It had to. Back then "your" telephone didn't belong to you, but to Ma Bell.)
herbadnessherbadness on February 27th, 2011 05:21 am (UTC)
Speaking of weird, is that supposed to be a door behind the birdcage, or is that just one wood panel? And is that birdcage wearing a diaper? Or a roasting pan?

The funniest phone films are those that instruct people how to use a telephone, and how to look up a number in a phone book. From the 1920s.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=McOGxK5JcEU

And how to use a rotary phone.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CIDw75mUl6c&feature=related
Emanzemiafedup on February 27th, 2011 07:00 am (UTC)
Re:the bird cage. It's sort of a diaper. It's called a seed catcher and helps keep it a little cleaner, a little more in control. But just a little. I have two finches and even with it, they still fling seeds everywhere!
Leo Princessleoprincess on February 28th, 2011 02:29 am (UTC)
Sounds like my cockatiel.
Emanzemiafedup on February 28th, 2011 05:33 am (UTC)
Cockatiels are beauties! Ungodly messes aside, they are worth it, doncha think? Love my little birds, have to admit. :)
Leo Princessleoprincess on February 28th, 2011 05:36 pm (UTC)
Yes, they sure are. :D I love my Chiffon to death, even with her tossing her seed shells all over the place.
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