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[leopoldainter]

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[millenniumgrouprealestate]

In his youth, Tony watched this show religiously with his cousin always dreaming one day the dog would come and visit them...and they would never let it wander any further! 🐕‍🦺 #LittlestHobo #CanadianTVTrivia #TVTrivia #NeighbourhoodTrivia #TriviaTuesday...

[dylanjonferguson-blog]

S01E07: “Target For Terror”: Dichromatism

Our misty, videotaped dreams of the un-human Hobo as an actor of radical freedom may have been premature, if not delusional. The dog's narrow focus on interpersonal justice leaves no room for ideology, politics, or other forest-over-trees considerations. “Target For Terror,” the seventh episode of TLH, is a mix of menace, moral clarity, and naiveté that mimics a dog’s worldview, but draws uneasy parallels with our own.  

The fairly fantastic characters of “Target For Terror” literally leap from the headlines. The first thing we see is the bold, 72-point pronouncement at the top of a broadsheet, filling the screen: "TERRORISTS MAKE MORE DEMANDS." The unidentified newspaper reader then folds down the page, which, like an upside-down opera curtain, has the effect of revealing our human hero. Paul Hamilton – young man, snub-nose, Lego-hair, jacket-collar popped, flared pants swishing – is striding confidently into a train station. Following closely behind are two sketchy characters, who we immediately surmise are the terrorists. It is as if the dramatic headline conjured these players, or as if we have passed through the headline, into the world of ALL-CAPS anxiety, entering the fear-soaked deathscape of broadsheet news.

Briefly now, let’s jump ahead to an almost unaccountably strange moment that occurs halfway through the episode. One terrorist walks in on the other, who is perusing a thick paperback, and tells him to “Stop reading that junk!" Why were we invited to this moment? The title of the book, unfortunately can't be glimpsed. The only part of the cover we can see in an element in the lower left-hand corner: a swastika! Is it a book about Nazism? Are we being told that the terrorists are Nazis? Or that they're anti-fascists who consider Nazism "junk"? Perhaps it's a red herring to focus on that graphic detail. But surely there's a reason the one terrorist is chastised for reading a book.

I think it has to do with the newspaper headline at the start, which introduced our setting as a reductive and fearful world. Being in the world of a panicked newspaper means rejecting the world of books, which would include depths of context and greater stores of information, reasoning, empathy. Even the terrorists reject any intrusion from that world, which is foreign to the territory of the tale.

A dog must naturally see the world as tense and simple, but we are coached that way by broadsheet profiteers. And those who manipulate their message.

Paul Hamilton is a kind and rich fellow. The terrorists want to kill or capture him as part of an obscure plot to get at the boy's grandfather, Chief Justice Hamilton, played by John Carradine. Carradine, very old at this point, sometimes struggles with his delivery, but still has a large, theatrical presence, and beautifully gnarled, expressive hands that cling to fine lapels in his opulent office, which is replete with mahogany furnishings and a deep, patterned carpet that no doubt hides expensive Cuban ash. The camera films that office with a certain staid reverence: we’re not to scoff at this man, we’re to see his perspective as right and proper. The terrorists, in comparison, have weird, strained faces, natty clothes, and awkwardly-carved facial hair (one is played by the great Cronenberg regular Geva Kovacs).   The dog – named Nick, this time around – saves Paul in the train station, but Chief Justice Hamilton warns his grandson that the rugged schemers are still out there. Now that the terrorists have spooked their prey, they take another line of attack. By successfully kidnapping Paul’s fiancée, Pam, they force the groom-to-be to come out to a remote hotel in the country, where he too is kidnapped.  

“We have a cause,” the terrorist tells Paul, warning him not to try any funny stuff. “We live for it, and we’re willing to die for it.” But what this cause might be is, glaringly, never even hinted at.

In the 1988 Lockerbie bombing, US intelligence officials initially concluded that Syria was behind the attack, as retaliation for America’s downing of an Iranian passenger jet earlier that year. President Reagan, however, shifted the blame to Libya’s President Gaddafi, who was a more convenient villain (and happy to play along, to boost his anti-American cred). The U.S. president-cum-actor even participated in the creation of a neo-conservative conspiracy theory that had Gaddafi and Carlos the Jackal heading a deranged hit-squad hellbent on assassinating Reagan. A similar form of narrative alchemy happened in the weeks after the 9/11 attacks, when the Bush administration shifted the story to point blame at the unconnected Saddam Hussein, even though almost all the attackers were Saudis. The point is that American government ideologues seem to kind of like terrorists because, unlike a state army, their origins and motives often seem unclear, and so can be manipulated in the public mind. Obviously, anyone willing to kill and die for a cause has strong beliefs, but American governments would rather obscure the meaning, or even existence, of a cause. We can all remember George W. Bush nonsensically asserting that the terrorists simply “hate our freedoms.”  

This matters, because our films tend to reflect, intentionally or not, the false storylines being peddled. At the height of the Bush-era terrorism panic, The Dark Knight was released, starring a Bush/Blair-style Batman battling an anti-ideology lunatic who just wanted to “watch the world burn.” Why? Oh, no reason. Terrorists, we’ve been counterintuitively led to believe by state propaganda, don’t really need a reason. Apparently they just want to fuck shit up (or “maximize chaos” to use the ridiculous description of Nazi motives peddled by Jordan Peterson). It’s clear why we’re fed this lie. Obfuscating the position and ultimate aims of the terrorists makes their actions seem mad, and any opposing actions seem justified.

With both Pam and Paul captive to the villains, it’s up to the dog Nick to save them. And here we’re introduced to the episode’s most sympathetic character: Osborne, the meek, bespectacled man who runs the dilapidated country inn where the criminal action is happening. Unlike Paul, Osborne is not aligned with state ideology; he’s motivated by narrow, everyday concerns, like ensuring no dogs loiter on his property. We’re clearly meant to identify with Osborne: when Nick sprays the hotelier with a water hose, to get his attention, the water is first sprayed directly on the camera lens, at us.

Nick rouses the non-ideologic self-interested character to the defense of one political side. However, he does this not by appealing to ideology, but by threatening the comfort of the passive actor. This is reminiscent of how the newspaper is always declaring our comfort to be under threat. The sleight is possible, since the terrorists’ positions have been strategically re-written so that it appears that threatening stability is a goal unto itself, rather than a means to an end.

The Hobo is of course not actually acting in defense of state ideology, but his narrow focus on context-free morality (and waking up the non-ideological actor with his moral concerns) can be exploited to that end.  

The dog comes from a third world, not of power or of resistance, but the world of the woods. Among the trees, living as an animal, there are only immediate concerns, so of course he can’t see the greater context of his actions. But at times, this can also be an advantage, for him. When the terrorists chase Nick, he leads them off into the trees, and there they become hopelessly lost. In the woods, among individual trunks, their ideology can't follow, so they're easily duped.  

Osborne has a “No Dogs Allowed” sign on his property. By forbidding dogs, Osborne wishes to keep the wildness of apolitical moral action at bay (the forest, after all, is cut down a safe distance from his beloved lawn). And yet, even though he appears unaligned, Osborne’s cherished obsession with self-concern is policed by the channels and apparatuses of the state (which are nourished by a particular ideology, though he doesn't see it).

The wildness of the dog's morality runs outside of these channels. And yet, it is the dog, the apparently-radical actor, that draws Osborne's actions to a political side, for it is a roused Osborne who eventually unties and frees the kidnapped couple.  

Here we see the dangers of radical actions being co-opted to state ends, if the actions don't have their own, competing ideological compass.

This is why Osborne changes his sign at the end, crossing out the “No,” so it says simply “Dogs Allowed.” Since the moral-ideological motivation of the terrorists has been successfully hidden from him, and his own morality has been manipulated to be indistinguishable from self-interest, he is now able to see morality, state ideology, and his own comfort as compatible, and indeed mutually-reinforcing.  

The freed Paul Hamilton says he wants to make the dog his “best man.” Nick has been granted humanity because he is perceived to have collaborated with the correct (state) ideology.

The Hobo naturally flees this.

2 stars

[madebymartyn]

Don't be fooled by their overwhelming cuteness, Buju and Monkey have most likely been up to some kind of Trouble... now a Lone Wolf and Cub, Buju is the new addition to my wolf pack. And already my new partner in crime and French kissing tutor too. This is another overdue photo and moment from when he first arrived at our door, a couple of months back, aged around 10 weeks. Again, please note that although he looks like a bat crossed with a fox, (whilst acting like suspiciously like a cat and a goat) he's actually a most handsome Hairless Chinese Crested puppy ☺😁🦇🦊🐐#Buju #frenchkissing #portraits #dogsofinstagram #cutedogs #nakeddogs #hairlessdog #hairlessanimals #nakedanimals #puppies #puppy #chinesecresteddogs #freckles #supercute #bats #foxes #vienna #wien #wienerdog #lonewolfandcub #wolfpack #viking #jamacian #monkey #madebymartyn #studiophoto #tattooart #tattoodesign #tattooidea #littlesthobo #Hündchen @carharttwip_at @spot.the.dot (at Vienna, Austria)

[shinypliers]

“Maybe Tomorrow “ FC 9x12 digital print Available at @pixelandbristle Summer Market Saturday, June 30 from 10-4:30 @drakeunderground #illustrator #illustration #littlesthobo #artprints #printsforsale #instaart #graphicdesign #popculture #canada (at Drake Underground)

[rufusdayglo]

Enough already today. Who needs a gym?! #flatpacklife #moving #littlesthobo https://www.instagram.com/p/B6n7Vc3BhRksphPOJUqY2Zmvnw-s-Gy67YYGTA0/?igshid=1p194rkwm7ldt

[5o8ie-nerd-blog]

I grew up with #SheRa and #SuperGirl as my female #SuperHeroines They was quite an inspiration for me. Along with #EllenRipley #SarahConnor . I never got into Wonder Woman - I mean who is she??? All my other Heros are #SuperMan #IncredibleHulk #Spock #Joker #HeMan #OptimusPrime #HannibalSmith (A-Team not Lecter, although he gets me thinking) #MichaelKnight and I love #LittlestHobo #Lassie #LandOfTheGiants ... My word I'm so consumed nostalgia - yesterday drove through my old hood from the #Eighties where #ItWasAGoodDay everyday with my buddy Luke - we cycled all day long for miles. It was a sweet escape from the realities I had to face while I lived at home. I'm stuck in the #EightiesTimeWarp ... I can so relate to these #Ladies and #GentleMen

[kimberlycastle-blog]

“There’s a voice that keeps on calling me⠀ Down the road is where I’ll always be⠀ ⠀ Every stop I make, I’ll make a new friend⠀ Can’t stay for long, just turn around and I’m gone again.⠀ ⠀ Maybe tomorrow, I’ll want to settle down,⠀ Until tomorrow, I’ll just keep moving on.⠀ ⠀ Down this road, that never seems to end,⠀ Where new adventure, lies just around the bend.⠀ ⠀ So if you want to join me for a while⠀ Just grab your hat, come travel light”⠀ ⠀ Now...to find some great hiking trails in Texas!! Any recommendations?⠀ ⠀ #littlesthobo #globetrotter #travel #travelgram #travelgirl #traveller #wonderlust #worldtraveler (at Alberta) https://www.instagram.com/p/BnR8034hjkZ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=3f6srss7h260

[theuglyvision]

Poster for Sixteen Scandals’ Cassette Release Party at the Bovine Sex Club (Toronto ON). With Shift-D, Ketamine Girls, and Girl Friday.

[nitroandking]

And I'm LEGIT 😉 old school laminated LEGIT! . . . . . . . #immigrant #hobohasahome #immigrantlife #thanksforhavingme #weareallimmigrants #littlesthobo #whereverilaymyhat #iliveinvietnam #vietnam #hochiminhcity #hcmc #hcmclife #hereiam #thanks #lucky (at Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam)

[nosuchthingasgrownups]

Milo is murdered! Watch it now>> https://youtu.be/TsiftCO44Zk #Dogs #mystery #scoobydoo #cats #animated #littlesthobo

[deadlygainzapparel]

Homeless once again #littlesthobos #albertatourism — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/36hD3za

[timbitthepug]

A halogen glow⁠ Condensation drips⁠ Winter pressing on the glass⁠ This tired bus rolls on⁠ Bring me home again.⁠ .⁠ .⁠ ⁠ ⁠ #hobopug⁠ ⁠#littlesthobo #kingoftheroad⁠ #adventuredog #adventurepug⁠ #pugbasement #grumble_inc #lovepug #calgarydogs #dogsofcanada #dogsofcalgary #furfriends #ourcanadiandogs #pugstar #pugsarethebest #pugdog #pugsofig #pugslife #fawnpug #scribblepug #badassclub #pugloversclub #cutedogs #timbitthepug #poetry⁠ — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/2Zm25Nn

[thetempleofblackdog]

Teaser extract from: Black Dog on the Road by Marina White Raven.       The story of Black Dog's heroic 1500 mile adventure 'on the road' from Seattle to LA in the wake of Trump's triumph in Nov 2016. 

The story maps the artist’s journey of courage in the face of fear and how stepping into the chaos of the creative cycle may be navigated, danced and celebrated.

The Littlest Hobo

18th October 2016

Today was pivotal. Today I was lost. I cried today for my loss, for my courage in the face of despair, for the tragedy of my situation; homeless, ownerless, floating always in the in-between, like a ghostly shadow moving between two islands; UK. USA. UK. USA.

I spoke to my Mum. I spoke to my big sister. I realised as much as they love me, how much they do not fully understand me. They do not appear to ‘get’ me. They do not know all of me.

I am dog once more. Words or no words, my message is not clear. I am not heard.

Today I questioned: Is there any real value to my work? Today I questioned the heart, I questioned love; is human love real or is it mere projection. In relationship; another human allows me to see my best self in reflection, and I reflect the reflection back. Is this love… Is love merely empty reflection? When we look into our pet dog or cat’s eyes, do we experience love or is it the reflection of our own feelings; soft, open, raw, human, wanting... our being-ness?

Today the rawness of my human covering felt the heat of human-being. My warm fluffy dogskin peeled off and rolled up into a trash sack. The nothingness and fullness of my life as Marina came back into full colour. Black Dog has left this building, this ‘house of Marina’.

Black Dog is ‘The Littlest Hobo’* leaving just as he has made a real connection, just as the young boy star has overcome his difficulty. In this episode a 4 year old boy named Grey, overcomes his fear of a big monstrous doggie living in the Art Gallery (also his living space as his parents Todd & Chandler are the owner/curators). Grey overcomes his fear by making the monster his friend in a mutual feeding ritual, which includes the ageing family black dog ‘Dodger’.

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Off she goes with her heavy bags (some plastic) walking in the rain, alone. Looking for an unfamiliar bus stop, in an unfamiliar town, without the correct change in her pocket or local sim card for her phone. Same same but different.

And so it goes... and so it goes... and so it goes on, this trot, trot, trot. Trotting down the lane, sometimes taking time to sniff out an interesting object along the edge of the path, sometimes following a friendly looking stranger down a side street towards some promise or elusive dream of tomorrow...

Maybe tomorrow I’ll wanna settle down, until tomorrow I’ll just keep movin’ on... **

How much longer can this little doggie hold out an open paw ? The offering of help, the offering to be helped, the open invitation that desires YOU, that demands your presence, saying:

“Without you we are nothing; We are not complete. We are not whole, we are not WE”

Let us gather together... ‘togather’. Let us gambol in the parks and run after squirrels and say hello to strangers, approaching each other with smiles and wagging tails and open arms. Playful, happy, trusting little doggies...

Of course there are nasty dogs too, rabid animals, wild eyed and frothing at the mouth, infected by dis-ease. Dog bless the sorry sad mutts that live among us; the desperate, frail and hopeless, the addicts and criminals, the poor and homeless, the sick and tired. Will our doggy eyes see the best in these underdogs? Will our doggie hearts open to receive the them and realise they are also me too? And, how about the others; the TOP dogs, the privileged people, the ones who are greedy for riches, wanting more, with insatiable lusts for power and control, giving only when their conditions are met, only when a good return is guaranteed. Do we hate and fear the Bigger Dogs with their powerful jaws and glossy coats. Do we fill our hearts with furious envy for our own shadows and demons?

Black Dog will offer his open paw to everyone. Really... everyone? even Mr. Trump? Hmmmmm? What I want to say here is not merely provocation, what I want to say is;

If I were Donald’s dog I’d look at him with these same doggy eyes, hold him with these same fluffy arms and listen with these same attentive ears.

*The Littlest Hobo: Children’s TV series (CTV 1979–1985) A stray German Shepherd, the titular Hobo, wanders from town to town, helping people in need. Although the concept (of a dog saving the day) was perhaps similar to that of Lassie, the Littlest Hobo's destiny was to befriend those who apparently needed help. Despite the attempts of the many people whom he helped to adopt him, he appeared to prefer to be on his own, and would head off by himself at the end of each episode.

**Maybe Tomorrow: Theme tune from The Littlest Hobo TV series

[madebymartyn]

A rather wistful looking Buju, either composing a poem or contemplating his chicken dinner ❤️🦇🦊🐐#Buju #artistsoninstagram #portraits #dogsofinstagram #cutedogs #nakeddogs #hairlessdog #hairlessanimals #nakedanimals #puppies #puppy #chinesecresteddogs #freckles #supercute #bats #foxes #vienna #wien #wienerdog #lonewolfandcub #wolfpack #viking #jamacian #madebymartyn #studiophoto #tattooart #tattoodesign #tattooidea #littlesthobo @carharttwip_at @spot.the.dot (at Vienna, Austria) https://www.instagram.com/p/BmtAPlSny2V/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=wosvb7cfmhwl

[nitroandking]

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