Weekend BigBoy 24.12.20 Beyond the Drag Strip: Cosmic Rebels Ignite!

Manifesto Maravillado Weekend BigBoy 24.12.20 Beyond the Drag Strip: Cosmic Rebels Ignite!

Alright, my chrome-craving Jungle Junkies and tire-burning Neanderthals, rev up your engines and peel out of the ordinary—Manifesto Maravillado is here to blow the roof off your ape-brained noggin! I, The Great Ape, your fearless guide to chaos, rebellion, and full-throttle nostalgia, am ready to lead you on another high-octane odyssey into the lawless depths of de-evolution.

This week, we’re shifting gears into drag-strip dynasties, jukebox anthems, and cosmic daredevils, where the roar of engines and the screech of rebellion ignite a symphony of chrome-drenched mayhem. Each page delivers tales of pinup pulp, hot rod hooligans, and sci-fi renegades, unapologetically loud and proudly unhinged.

Forget the brakes—forget the rules! From galactic highways littered with the wreckage of rebellion to the grease-stained glory of midnight drags, this BigBoy is a nitro-fueled tribute to all things fast, wild, and untamed. It’s not about the destination; it’s about the thrill, the chaos, and the unapologetic ride.

Welcome to Manifesto Maravillado, tire-burners and thrill-seekers! The Great Ape commands your compliance—so strap in, hit the gas, and let the jungle of pandemonium take over. No limits, no regrets—just raw, unapologetic rebellion.

This is Manifesto Maravillado, and The Great Ape has the wheel!

Where Chrome Dreams and Cosmic Carnage Collide

Paul C. Stahr

Wait! What?

Sox & Martin …

Jason takes a break…

Rocks Paper Scissors – I mean Robot Pirate Ninja Monkey Zombie!

Carlo Jacono

Olivia Newton-John, at Clareville Studios, Clareville Street, London, 1971. Photos by Jeremy Fletcher.

Tarzan with Batman by Dave Dorman.

Frank Frazzetta is the king of Conan art

A bunch of kids once tried to test me. I ate their livers with an everlasting gobstopper and a nice chianti…

Fireball XL5

Last week, Fireball XL5 soared to new heights with Episode 9: “Flying Zodiac”, where Steve Zodiac and the crew faced off against rogue pilots in a breathtaking aerial showdown. With gravity-defying dogfights and ingenious teamwork, the team restored order to the galaxy’s skies, proving once again that Fireball XL5 is always ready to rise above the chaos.

This week, Fireball XL5 dives into the unknown depths of terror with Episode 11: “Space Monster”! A mysterious distress signal pulls the crew into an uncharted sector of the galaxy, where they encounter a colossal, otherworldly creature wreaking havoc on nearby planets. This isn’t just a menace—it’s a cosmic force of destruction with abilities that defy logic and a hunger that threatens everything in its path.

As Steve, Venus, Robert, and Professor Matic race to unravel the creature’s origins, they must navigate alien terrain, decode ancient mysteries, and summon every ounce of courage to confront an enemy unlike any they’ve faced before. Defeating the Space Monster isn’t just about firepower—it’s a test of ingenuity, unity, and sheer bravery.

Get ready for edge-of-your-seat suspense, heart-stopping action, and jaw-dropping twists as Fireball XL5 tackles its most terrifying challenge yet. “Space Monster” is a pulse-pounding cosmic adventure that will leave you spellbound. Don’t miss this thrilling new chapter in the Fireball XL5 saga!

Alessandro Biffignandi

In 1949, during a women’s international boxing match in Stockholm, the world witnessed a striking moment of athleticism as Miss Italy found herself knocked onto the ropes by Miss Sweden in a powerful clash of strength and skill. This photograph, frozen in time, captures the essence of determination and resilience as Miss Italy struggles to regain her footing after a devastating blow, while Miss Sweden stands firm, embodying victory in motion.

The bout wasn’t just a competition; it was a testament to the rise of women’s sports in a post-war world, a time when female athletes were breaking barriers and stepping into traditionally male-dominated arenas. Women’s boxing, still a burgeoning sport, found its stage in these pioneers who dared to lace up their gloves and throw punches for the world to see. This international showdown between Miss Italy and Miss Sweden wasn’t just about titles—it was about pushing boundaries and redefining what it meant to be a competitor.

The visual intensity of the match reflects the raw physicality required for the sport, but it also symbolizes a larger cultural shift. Women were not merely spectators in the world of athletics anymore; they were fighters, champions, and role models, proving their mettle in the public eye. This particular clash between Miss Italy and Miss Sweden illustrated not only their competitive spirit but also their shared role as trailblazers for future generations of female athletes.

Miss Sweden’s victory, marked by her decisive knockout blow, was a triumph of training and grit. Yet, the image of Miss Italy hanging onto the ropes, defiant even in defeat, speaks to the unyielding determination of these early female boxers. This iconic moment stands as a vivid reminder of the fights—both literal and figurative—that women have undertaken to claim their place in the world of sports. It’s a snapshot of history that celebrates courage, strength, and the unbreakable spirit of those who dare to step into the ring.

The true warrior woman

OK, Knuckle Draggers! Brace yourselves for the sonic storm that is Man or Astro-Man? and their electrifying track “King of the Monsters.” This surf-rock juggernaut hits harder than a kaiju battle in downtown Tokyo, unleashing waves of reverberating riffs, sci-fi soundscapes, and an unapologetic love for chaos.

With their signature blend of high-energy surf guitar and out-of-this-world samples, Man or Astro-Man? doesn’t just play music—they construct entire galaxies of sound. “King of the Monsters” is a full-throttle tribute to B-movie madness, where shredding guitars collide with space-age insanity, and every note feels like it’s been beamed in from a distant dimension.

From the blistering opening to the final chord, this track is a hyperactive thrill ride packed with extraterrestrial swagger and the relentless pace of a UFO on the run. It’s the kind of music that makes you want to grab a ray gun, jump in a rocket, and head straight for the stars—or at least the nearest mosh pit.

So, fire up that amp, crank the volume to 11, and let “King of the Monsters” transport you to a surf-rock dystopia of intergalactic proportions. The Great Ape commands your compliance!

Ringo ‘the Mole’ Starr and Marc ‘Mad Hatter’ Bolan enjoy a less than thrilling ride, March 1972.

Shirley MacLaine

Mort Kunstler

Moebius

The Great Ape’s High-Octane Rebellion

Deb’s

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Art-Frahm

Jimi on a cool Pan…

Godzilla in casual conversation on the set of Monster Zero AKA Invasion of Astro-Monster (1965).

Enric Torress Prat

Steve Marriott was an exceptionally gifted singer, guitarist, and songwriter, revered for his groundbreaking work with Small Faces and Humble Pie. Born in London in 1947, Marriott displayed a natural flair for performing and a passionate, soulful voice from a young age, setting the stage for a career that would leave an indelible mark on rock music. With influences rooted in rhythm and blues, rock, and soul, his music carried a raw, emotive energy that connected deeply with audiences and inspired generations of musicians.

As the frontman for Small Faces in the 1960s, Marriott was instrumental in shaping the British mod scene, delivering unforgettable hits like “Itchycoo Park,” “Tin Soldier,” and “All or Nothing.” The band’s tight, soulful sound and innovative approach fused British rock sensibilities with American R&B, creating a unique identity that resonated across both sides of the Atlantic. Marriott’s powerful vocals and energetic guitar playing were central to Small Faces’ success, making him a symbol of the mod subculture and an icon of “Swinging London.” His electric stage presence and distinct vocal style solidified his reputation as one of the era’s most dynamic performers.

In 1969, seeking a new creative direction, Marriott left Small Faces to form Humble Pie with Peter Frampton. This venture allowed him to delve into a heavier, blues-driven sound, showcasing his versatility as a musician and vocalist. Humble Pie’s electrifying performances, highlighted by hits like “30 Days in the Hole” and “I Don’t Need No Doctor,” cemented their status as pioneers of hard rock and boogie rock. Marriott’s soulful voice and intense stage presence became the driving force behind the band’s success, particularly in the U.S., where they developed a devoted following. His raw vocal style and unrelenting passion set a benchmark for rock and blues artists, influencing countless musicians.

Despite his extraordinary talent, Marriott’s career was marked by personal struggles and industry challenges. While he continued to perform and record throughout the 1970s and 80s, his later years did not match the commercial success of his earlier triumphs. Tragically, Marriott’s life was cut short in a house fire in 1991, but his legacy remains profound. He is celebrated as one of rock’s most soulful voices and a true pioneer of British rock, admired by peers and fans alike for his authenticity and unparalleled artistry.

Steve Marriott’s contributions to music remain timeless, a testament to his ability to transcend genres and connect with the heart of rock and roll. His fiery performances and heartfelt songwriting continue to inspire, ensuring his place among the greatest frontmen in rock history.

The Great Ape commands it! Drop everything, gather your knuckle-dragging crew, and prepare for a visual and auditory feast with the film clip for “Tin Soldier” by Small Faces. This iconic track, with Steve Marriott’s searing vocals and the band’s fiery instrumentation, is pure mod-era magic wrapped in a package of swagger and soul.

The clip captures the raw energy of the Small Faces in their prime, blending psychedelic flair with gritty authenticity. Marriott belts out the song with a passion that could melt steel, while the rest of the band grooves with an effortless cool that defined the era. It’s a time capsule of British rock brilliance.

So, don’t keep the Great Ape waiting. Cue up “Tin Soldier,” turn the volume to 11, and let the magic of Marriott and the Small Faces blow your ape-brained noggin. This is a command, not a suggestion!

Jayne Mansfield and Joan Collins looking glam on the set of the 1957 film The Wayward Bus

William Kuntsler

Beanie-sporting Dean Martin tries his best to look dignified while Frank and Joan have a spot of fun on the set of The Road to Hong Kong (1962).

Lt. Barry reporting for duty on SHADO Moonbase.

Growing up is understanding that in Titanic, Rose decides to throw away a $250 million pendant in memory of an unemployed man who she had sex one time. Meanwhile, her husband worked hard all her life to maintain her and give her and her children a life of luxury, who would surely have also appreciated the inheritance and lived peacefully. The real villain of the movie of no doubt was Rose!

Alice Cooper and family 1974

Jon McCoy

In the late 1960s, Bruce Lee, the legendary martial artist, posed with his wife, Linda Lee, and their young children, Brandon and Shannon, for a rare family portrait. This intimate snapshot captures a quieter side of Bruce Lee—a loving husband and father, away from the spotlight that would soon transform him into a global icon. At the time, Lee was already beginning to make waves in martial arts and pop culture, but this photo reflects a man deeply committed to his family amidst the whirlwind of his rising career.

Bruce and Linda’s relaxed smiles, along with the innocence of their young children, Brandon and Shannon, highlight a serene moment in their lives—a stark contrast to the intensity of Bruce’s public persona. It’s a snapshot of a young family navigating the dual demands of ambition and everyday life, grounded in love and shared purpose. For a man who would become synonymous with discipline and extraordinary skill, this moment reveals his softer, more relatable side.

This image also marks a pivotal period for Bruce Lee. On the brink of international stardom, he was balancing the pressures of becoming a cultural trailblazer with the responsibilities of raising a family. While the world would come to see him as a martial arts innovator, philosopher, and film legend, this photograph serves as a reminder of the man behind the legend—a devoted father, husband, and visionary.

Brandon and Shannon, seen here as carefree children, would grow up to carry the weight of their father’s legacy. For those who admire Bruce Lee, this image is a poignant glimpse into the life he built with his family, full of promise, hope, and the love that fueled his journey. It’s a testament to the depth of his character—a man whose impact extended far beyond the arenas of combat and cinema.

Herbert Hirche Dieter Rams, TV set FS 60, 1964. Braun AG, Germany

Crank up the nostalgia, throw on your best scowl, and prepare for a punk anthem of heartbreak and hilarity—Jilted John’s “Jilted John” (1978) is the breakup song you never knew you needed. A mix of snotty punk attitude and kitchen-sink drama, it’s the ultimate revenge tune for anyone who’s ever been dumped and wanted the whole world to know about it.

Graham Fellows, the mastermind behind Jilted John, channels the angst of teenage heartbreak into this brilliantly deadpan track. The song captures the raw, unpolished energy of late-70s punk, with lyrics so simple and relatable they feel like they were ripped straight out of a diary. John’s refrain, “Gordon is a moron,” has become the battle cry of the jilted, a rallying shout for the broken-hearted masses.

What makes “Jilted John” so enduring is its ability to balance the bitter and the absurd. It’s not just about the pain of losing Julie—it’s about the indignity of being replaced by someone you consider an idiot. Delivered in a faux-naïve Northern accent, the song perfectly encapsulates the humor and pathos of young love gone wrong.

Though initially dismissed as a novelty hit, “Jilted John” carved its niche in punk history, celebrated for its wit, charm, and unapologetically DIY spirit. It’s raw, it’s ridiculous, and it’s utterly unforgettable. So, whether you’re reliving a breakup or just fancy a laugh, let Jilted John remind you that sometimes, all you can do is shout it out loud and call the ex’s new flame exactly what they are—a moron.

Robert McGinnis

Unfiltered Tales of Grit, Grease, and Glory

Bill Wray

In the 1960s, a couple gracefully skateboarding through Central Park became an emblem of the decade’s youthful freedom and boundless energy. Captured by the lens of renowned photographer Bill Eppridge, the image immortalized a carefree moment in time, where skateboarding was not just a pastime but a powerful expression of individuality and rebellion against societal norms.

Central Park’s lush paths and iconic scenery provided the perfect stage for this duo’s freewheeling adventure. Amid the park’s sprawling greenery, their effortless glide reflected the growing influence of youth culture in reshaping urban life. Skateboarders, cyclists, and spirited young people were breathing new life into cities like New York, making public spaces their playgrounds for creativity and self-expression.

Eppridge’s photograph encapsulates more than just a fleeting moment; it offers a vivid snapshot of a pivotal cultural shift. Skateboarding, once a niche activity, was transforming into a burgeoning sport and a statement of personal freedom. This couple, navigating the park’s pathways with effortless ease, symbolized the era’s optimism and willingness to embrace change.

In their simple yet striking display of joy and spontaneity, the couple represented a generation rewriting the rules. Against the backdrop of Central Park, a place where natural beauty met urban energy, their movement reflected the spirit of the 1960s—bold, carefree, and ready to carve out a new identity. From music to fashion to recreation, this image serves as a testament to a transformative time when the city’s parks became stages for the dreams of a new era.

Clutch Cargo Episode 3 Desert Queen

Get ready for yet another pulse-pounding escapade as Clutch Cargo, his trusty dog Paddlefoot, and his adventurous sidekick Spinner dive headfirst into the scorching sands of the desert in “Desert Queen”! In this sunbaked chapter, the team embarks on a daring mission to locate a long-lost treasure rumored to be hidden in an ancient desert kingdom. Their journey? A treacherous trek across blistering dunes, where danger lurks behind every mirage.

But the desert is no playground! As Clutch and the gang unravel the clues to the treasure’s location, they must contend with merciless sandstorms, treacherous quicksand, and a band of relentless treasure hunters who will stop at nothing to claim the prize. With the blazing sun beating down, it’s a test of endurance, wits, and teamwork as they inch closer to uncovering the secrets of the Desert Queen.

With its signature Syncro-Vox animation style—blending live-action voices with vividly illustrated characters—“Desert Queen” delivers the perfect mix of mystery, humor, and edge-of-your-seat action. Clutch Cargo and his crew once again prove that no challenge is too great, no landscape too vast, and no villain too cunning for their intrepid spirit.

So grab your canteen and gear up for a whirlwind of suspense, sun-drenched thrills, and buried secrets. “Desert Queen” is an unforgettable desert adventure that will leave you parched for more!

Sex Pistols at 100 Club 09/76

Released 48 long years ago on this day in November 1976 … Sex Pistols with this statement in song (& theme for a disaffected generation at the time) their debut single, their debut single “Anarchy In The U.K.”

The Sex Pistols’ Sid Vicious and Johnny Rotten onstage at the Longhorn Ballroom, Dallas, Texas, January 10, 1978. – Photo by Jay Dickman / CORBIS / Corbis via Getty Images..

Harold Ramis with his daughter, Violet, on the set of Ghostbusters (1984).

Dick Dale & The Deltones – “Misirlou” (1963)

Hold onto your coconuts, you Slack-Jawed Jungle Junkies, because Dick Dale’s “Misirlou” is about to rip through your noggin like a turbocharged tidal wave! This is no smooth beach jam—this is a sonic cannonball, a blistering riff-fest that hits harder than a great white at feeding time.

Dale didn’t pluck strings—he obliterated them. His upside-down, left-handed technique turned his Fender Strat into a weapon of mass distortion, firing off notes faster than a dragster at the lights. That riff? It’s a rallying howl for every rebel who’s ever felt the salt spray of the ocean or the roar of an open road.

And the sound? Pure fusion madness. With roots in his Lebanese heritage, Dale crashed Middle Eastern melodies into Southern California’s surf scene like a chrome missile, creating a track that feels like a high-speed race through exotic markets and wild coastlines all at once.

So crank the dial, fire up the vid, and let “Misirlou” smash through your speakers like the tidal wave of chaos it was always meant to be.

Who needs calm seas when you’ve got Dick Dale ripping through the cosmos, BigBoy Surf-style?

The promotional flyer for The Beast Must Die! (1974) doubles as both an intriguing piece of marketing and a playful nod to the film’s unique approach to horror storytelling. Created under the guidance of Dr. Donald A. Reed, the National President of the Count Dracula Society, the pamphlet offers “Helpful Hints for the Werewolf Break,” adding a layer of interactivity to the movie’s central gimmick.

The Werewolf Break, a feature introduced in the film, pauses the action at a climactic moment, allowing the audience to guess which character is secretly the werewolf. The flyer, rich with tongue-in-cheek advice, aims to immerse viewers further into the mystery, presenting “scientific” and folkloric methods for identifying lycanthropes. It describes classic symptoms such as nocturnal behavior, uncontrollable hair growth, and an aversion to silver, all delivered with a wink to the campy tone of the movie.

This playful marketing strategy perfectly complements The Beast Must Die!’s genre-blending charm—a mix of horror, mystery, and 1970s flair. It invites the audience to become active participants, elevating the experience from mere spectatorship to an engaging whodunit where supernatural stakes reign supreme. The flyer, with its humorous scholarly veneer, encapsulates the movie’s essence: a self-aware, entertaining romp through werewolf lore and cinematic thrills.

For fans of William Castle-esque gimmicks, The Beast Must Die! remains a standout, and materials like this flyer remind us of the creative lengths studios went to in crafting unforgettable cinematic events. When the moon is full, and the wolfbane blooms, the beast must die—but not before you’ve made your guess!

Christopher Lee gets a short back and sides on the set of The Curse of Frankenstein (1957).

Even Batman is merely a man

From Drag Strips to Intergalactic Chaos

Marilyn Monroe preparing for ballet lessons with ballet master, Nico Charisse (1948)

In 1958, Elvis Presley—the King of Rock ‘n’ Roll—found himself far removed from the glitz and glamour of his meteoric music career. Resting on an unadorned army cot during his U.S. Army service, Presley’s image in uniform presented a striking contrast to the charismatic showman adored by millions. Drafted into military service at the height of his fame, this period was a defining moment for Elvis, pulling him away from the spotlight and placing him squarely into the disciplined routine of a soldier’s life.

For fans, his enlistment was bittersweet—a mix of disappointment and admiration. But Elvis embraced his role, demonstrating humility and a willingness to serve his country, despite his larger-than-life persona. This photograph captures a rare and poignant moment: Elvis, stripped of his usual spotlight and sequins, navigating the simplicity and challenges of life as a young conscript. It’s an intimate glimpse into the humanity of a man often mythologized.

His time in the military wasn’t just an interruption—it was a transformative chapter. Serving in Germany, Elvis experienced a new level of discipline and camaraderie, while privately grappling with the pressures of maintaining his career and identity. It was also during this time that he met Priscilla Beaulieu, who would later become his wife, and refined his vision for the next phase of his music career.

The image of Presley lying on the cot resonates as a reminder of his vulnerability and relatability. For a brief period, Elvis wasn’t the King—he was just another soldier, part of a collective experience shared by countless young men of his generation. This chapter of his life showed a new dimension of Elvis, one that humanized the icon and solidified his place not just as a music legend but as a figure deeply connected to the cultural fabric of the era.

When he returned to the music world, Elvis came back not just as an artist, but as a symbol of resilience and adaptability. His military service added another layer to his enduring legacy, proving that even the brightest stars can step back into the ordinary—and emerge even stronger.

Betty Page

Hedy Lamarr is often remembered as one of Hollywood’s most stunning actresses, a star who captivated audiences with her elegance and poise on screen. However, her true legacy goes far beyond her breathtaking beauty. Lamarr was also a brilliant inventor, whose innovative mind laid the groundwork for technologies like Wi-Fi, Bluetooth, and GPS. Without her contributions, much of the modern world’s connectivity and communication would not exist as we know it today.

Born in 1914 in Vienna, Austria, Lamarr displayed remarkable intelligence from a young age, but it was her stunning looks that first drew attention. By the 1940s, she was one of the most sought-after actresses in Hollywood, dazzling in films like Samson and Delilah and Algiers. Yet, behind her glamorous image was a woman whose curiosity and intellect led her to think about solutions to problems far removed from the glitz of the silver screen.

During World War II, disturbed by the devastation of the war, Lamarr turned her attention to inventing. Together with composer George Antheil, she developed a system for frequency-hopping spread spectrum communication, designed to prevent enemy forces from jamming Allied torpedoes. This technology, though initially overlooked by the military, would go on to become the foundation for many modern wireless communication systems.

Despite her achievements, Lamarr’s intellect was often overshadowed by her looks. Many dismissed her inventive ideas, unable to reconcile her Hollywood persona with her scientific contributions. As Lamarr herself once said, “Any girl can be glamorous. All you have to do is stand still and look stupid.” Yet, she refused to let the narrow perceptions of others define her, continuing to explore her creative passions throughout her life.

Hedy Lamarr passed away in 2000, but her legacy endures as a reminder that brilliance and beauty are not mutually exclusive. She was more than a Hollywood star—she was a pioneer whose vision continues to shape the modern world.

Edward Runci

The Lil’ Deuce Coupe

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Beverly Garland and Boyd Stockman get frisky on the set of The Alligator People (1959).

Frederick Barr

In 1982, a group of skilled performers donned the elaborate Ewok costumes to bring some of the most beloved characters in Return of the Jedi to life. These small, brave, and furry inhabitants of Endor played a pivotal role in the Rebel Alliance’s victory during the Battle of Endor, becoming unforgettable icons in the Star Wars saga.

The actors inside the Ewok suits faced significant challenges. The costumes were heavy, hot, and intricately designed, leaving them to rely entirely on body language and movement to express the Ewoks’ playful mischief and courageous spirit. With limited visibility and no facial expressions to guide them, the performers mastered physical acting, using exaggerated gestures and subtle motions to give the Ewoks their endearing personality. Their talent transformed these creatures into a symbol of resistance and ingenuity, resonating with audiences of all ages.

Behind the scenes, creating the Ewoks was no small feat. The costume and creature effects teams worked tirelessly to craft suits that balanced functionality with visually captivating design. Each costume was uniquely detailed, reflecting the individuality of the Ewoks while maintaining the practicality required for long days of filming in the California forests. The team’s efforts resulted in costumes that were both convincing on-screen and a testament to the dedication and craftsmanship of the Star Wars production crew.

While the actors themselves remained behind the masks, their performances were crucial to the Ewoks’ success. Their physicality and ability to imbue these costumes with life created a connection with the audience, elevating these seemingly simple characters into cultural icons. Whether building traps for Imperial forces or celebrating with the Rebels, the Ewoks brought heart and humor to Return of the Jedi and solidified their place in Star Wars lore.

Decades later, the Ewoks continue to captivate fans worldwide. Their legacy is a reminder of how much creativity, collaboration, and raw talent goes into the magic of cinema. For those performers who gave their all behind the masks, their efforts remain an essential part of what makes Star Wars timeless.

The great Julian Totino Tedesco

Cosmic Rebels Roar Through Uncharted Worlds

Dick Beyer – The Legendary Masked Wrestler Who Bridged Continents

Richard John “Dick” Beyer, best known to fans as The Destroyer or Doctor X, stands as a towering figure in the history of professional wrestling. Born on July 11, 1930, Beyer built a career defined by athletic excellence, unforgettable personas, and a legacy that extended far beyond the ring. From local venues in New York to international fame in Japan, his story is one of innovation, resilience, and cultural impact.

Beyer’s journey began at Syracuse University, where he excelled in both football and wrestling. A member of the varsity teams, he played in the 1953 Orange Bowl and earned a master’s degree in education. This blend of athleticism and intellect set him apart early on. Before wrestling full-time, he worked as a schoolteacher and swim coach while balancing commitments as a member of the U.S. Army Reserve.

In the mid-1950s, Beyer entered the world of professional wrestling, quickly earning accolades as 1955 Rookie of the Year. But it was in 1962, with the birth of his masked persona, The Destroyer, that his career reached new heights. Donning a mask that added mystery to his character, Beyer transformed into a heel sensation, blending his East Coast academic background with sharp technical skills and his devastating figure-four leg lock. His feud with Freddie Blassie not only solidified his reputation but also saw him capture the Worldwide Wrestling Associates (WWA) World Heavyweight Championship in a storied rivalry.

In Japan, Beyer’s legend grew even larger. His 1963 match against Rikidōzan became one of the most-watched televised events in Japanese history, with over 70 million viewers. As the first masked wrestler to regularly compete in Japan, The Destroyer became a cultural icon, pioneering the masked wrestling style in the country. Beyond the ring, he appeared on Japanese television, recorded a Christmas album, and became a beloved figure, bridging cultural gaps between Japan and the United States.

While thriving in Japan, Beyer also made waves in the U.S. wrestling scene. Under the name Doctor X, he dominated the American Wrestling Association (AWA), engaging in fierce battles with stars like Blackjack Lanza and “Crippler” Ray Stevens. His unmasking in 1970 marked a pivotal moment, but it was a calculated decision, allowing him to return to Japan as The Destroyer with even greater momentum.

From 1972 to 1979, Beyer worked with All Japan Pro Wrestling, solidifying his place as one of the greatest gaijin (foreign) wrestlers in Japanese history. His rivalry with Mil Máscaras is still regarded as one of the sport’s most intense and technically brilliant feuds. In a career full of accolades, he also held the PWF United States Heavyweight Championship and worked to promote the growth of professional wrestling in Japan alongside Giant Baba.

Beyer retired from wrestling in 1993 but remained deeply connected to the sport. In later years, he taught physical education, coached various sports, and served on the board of directors for the Cauliflower Alley Club, an organization supporting retired wrestlers. His dedication to fostering goodwill between Japan and the United States earned him the prestigious Order of the Rising Sun from the Japanese government in 2017.

Dick Beyer passed away on March 7, 2019, at the age of 88, surrounded by family. His career spanned decades, continents, and generations, leaving an indelible mark on the wrestling world. Whether as The Destroyer or Doctor X, his legacy is a testament to his skill, charisma, and ability to unite audiences through the universal language of wrestling.

Debs

Debbie Harry, the ultimate punk rock icon and lead singer of Blondie, defined an era with her effortlessly cool style and genre-blending music. Known for her magnetic stage presence, rebellious spirit, and genre-defining hits like Heart of Glass and Call Me, Harry became the face of the late-’70s New York punk scene, seamlessly mixing glamour with grit.

In a moment of pop-culture crossover magic, she was once spotted rocking a Doctor X T-shirt, a nod to the legendary masked wrestler Dick Beyer. This choice wasn’t just fashion—it reflected her knack for blending edgy, underground influences with mainstream appeal. Much like her music, it was an homage to the unconventional, a perfect emblem of her unique ability to blur boundaries and celebrate subculture with style. Debbie Harry’s punk ethos and sharp cultural references still resonate, proving she’s forever one of the coolest to ever do it.

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I like go karts.

Edward Moritz

Wild 1950 Buick “Truly Rare” built by Gene Howard.

The great Donald Pleasence

Grease Monkey Dreams and Cosmic Carnage Collide

Elliott Erwitt French-American, 1928–2023 Snoopy, 1988 Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade Manhattan, New York

Oh this would be payback!

March 14, 1960, This is a no kidding explanation: “Professional contortionist Francis Duggan is hired by sportswear company to see how much punishment a new line of pants will take”* The judges look attentive and concerned. *Mrs. Ralph Steiner, Life Magazine…

In 1964, British model and actress Jean Shrimpton was photographed walking barefoot down Kings Road in Chelsea, London, amidst a gentle rain, creating a moment of timeless elegance and rebellion. Known as “The Shrimp,” Shrimpton epitomized the fashion-forward, free-spirited ethos of the 1960s. Her decision to stroll the rain-slicked streets without shoes wasn’t just a casual choice—it was a bold statement that captured the cultural shift toward individuality and liberation.

Shrimpton’s natural poise and beauty radiate in this iconic photograph. With her minimalist dress and makeup-free face, she embodied a rejection of the elaborate, restrictive fashion norms of previous decades. Her look became synonymous with the youth-driven revolution sweeping London, solidifying her place as one of the defining faces of the “Swinging Sixties.”

Kings Road, Chelsea, served as the perfect stage for this impromptu display of grace and defiance. Then a cultural hotspot, it was where the bohemian and mod scenes collided, influencing music, art, and fashion. Against this vibrant backdrop, Shrimpton’s rain-soaked stroll became a snapshot of a world in transition—where glamour no longer meant perfection, but authenticity.

Jean Shrimpton was more than a model; she was a muse for an era. As one of the first supermodels, her influence extended beyond fashion spreads and catwalks. She helped redefine beauty standards and inspired a generation to embrace natural elegance and self-expression. This moment on Kings Road is more than a photograph—it’s a piece of history, capturing a woman and a movement that changed the cultural landscape forever.

Actress, singer and cult icon Joi Lansing in Bigfoot (1970). James Stellar is on suit duties.

Robot Monster (1953): The Cosmic Catastrophe You’ll Never Forget

Grab your popcorn and prepare your bubble machines—Robot Monster (1953) is here to blow your mind, your budget expectations, and maybe a few brain cells along the way. This sci-fi fever dream delivers a spectacle so surreal, it’s practically its own genre.

Enter Ro-Man, a gorilla-suited, helmet-wearing alien tasked with annihilating humanity. His weapon of choice? A death ray, some serious emotional baggage, and, of course, bubbles. Yes, bubbles. Lots of them. Apparently, intergalactic warfare doubles as a relaxing spa treatment.

The plot? Humanity’s last survivors hide out in a “post-apocalyptic” canyon (read: the L.A. outskirts) as Ro-Man roams the hills, spouting lines that sound like Shakespeare filtered through a broken robot translator. Meanwhile, there’s drama, forbidden love, and some truly questionable science. What’s not to love?

The charm of Robot Monster lies in its unapologetic absurdity. The low-budget brilliance, the earnest performances, and the sheer audacity of it all combine to create a film that’s impossible to forget. It’s like they aimed for Mars and landed somewhere between a backyard picnic and a bad dream—but oh, what a dream!

Why bubbles? Why the gorilla suit? Why does Ro-Man develop a soft spot for the very humans he’s supposed to eliminate? The answers aren’t important—what matters is the ride. This is the kind of glorious madness that keeps cult cinema alive and kicking.

So suit up, dim the lights, and prepare for an experience unlike any other. The Great Ape demands it—this is de-evolution at its finest!

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Get ready to ignite your speakers and set the scene for punk rock’s first-ever single—The Damned’s “New Rose.” Dropping like a sonic Molotov cocktail in 1976, this blistering track paved the way for the punk explosion, proving that The Damned weren’t just riding the wave—they were making it.

With Dave Vanian’s hauntingly sneering vocals, Brian James’ razor-sharp guitar riffs, and a relentless rhythm section pounding like a runaway train, “New Rose” captures the raw energy and chaos that defined the early days of punk. From the opening line, “Is she really going out with him?” borrowed cheekily from the Shangri-Las, it’s clear this isn’t just a song—it’s a manifesto.

The Damned delivered something more than the snarling rebellion of their peers: they injected punk with a touch of dark theatricality, setting themselves apart with a style that was as sharp as their sound. “New Rose” is fast, furious, and unapologetically brash—a perfect reflection of the band’s ethos.

Released on Stiff Records, the song cemented The Damned’s place as pioneers, smashing through barriers and laying the groundwork for generations of punk bands to come. It’s not just history—it’s a call to arms, a celebration of everything raw, real, and rebellious about music.

So turn it up, feel the surge of adrenaline, and let “New Rose” remind you why punk was—and still is—a revolution. Fast, loud, and unforgettable—just like The Damned.

“Thank you for tuning in to Chat with the Chimp! Tonight, we’re tackling the big questions—evolution, bananas, and why humans insist on wearing pants. Spoiler alert: the pants thing still baffles me.”

In 1992, Lonnie Johnson, the brilliant inventor behind the iconic Super Soaker water gun, was captured in a moment of triumph by photographer Thomas S. England. A former NASA engineer, Johnson revolutionized outdoor play with his groundbreaking invention, combining engineering expertise with creative ingenuity. This photograph reflects his quiet pride, as the Super Soaker became not just a toy but a cultural phenomenon that transformed summer fun for millions around the globe.

Johnson’s invention was a game-changer. Unlike traditional water guns, the Super Soaker introduced powerful water jets and innovative design, elevating a simple pastime into an exhilarating outdoor activity. The success of the Super Soaker was rooted in Johnson’s deep understanding of water propulsion technology, honed through years of engineering work, including contributions to NASA’s Jet Propulsion Laboratory. By 1992, the Super Soaker had become a household name, with its vibrant colors and unmatched performance cementing its place as one of the most iconic toys of the decade.

Lonnie Johnson’s journey is one of perseverance and vision. Growing up in Mobile, Alabama, Johnson’s fascination with science and engineering propelled him through challenges, including racial barriers, to achieve remarkable success. The Super Soaker’s meteoric rise in popularity not only earned him millions but also demonstrated the power of persistence and creativity. Johnson’s work serves as a reminder that even the most playful inventions can have profound impacts.

In this image, Johnson embodies the spirit of innovation. Dressed sharply, with his winning smile and holding the creation that forever changed the toy industry, he is a testament to the transformative power of curiosity and determination. The Super Soaker didn’t just provide endless hours of fun—it became a symbol of how science and imagination can come together to create something extraordinary.

Today, Lonnie Johnson’s legacy extends far beyond water guns. He has continued to innovate, holding over 100 patents and working on renewable energy projects. The Super Soaker remains a beloved symbol of his ingenuity, inspiring generations of inventors and dreamers to think outside the box and take their ideas to the next level.

Congratulations, my chrome-drenched Jungle Junkies and tire-burning Neanderthals! You’ve just survived another Weekend BigBoy lobotomy, and The Great Ape couldn’t be prouder. You owe me a banana—or maybe a whole bushel for that wild ride!

Keep the Chaos Rolling and the Chrome Shining!

Manifesto Maravillado – The Marvelous Manifest – isn’t just a zine; it’s a nitro-fueled beast roaring down the highways of rebellion, chaos, and unapologetic nostalgia. It’s where the bold, the weird, and the gloriously unhinged gather to celebrate de-evolution in all its grease-slicked glory. Every page, every note, every story is a declaration of war against the dull, the drab, and the dangerously normal. We don’t just tell stories—we rip the rules to shreds and build a shrine to chaos out of the wreckage.

With me, The Great Ape, at the wheel, we’re not cruising through the cosmos—we’re cannonballing straight into it. Think chrome-clad beasts tearing down drag strips at midnight, jukebox rebels screaming defiance into the void, and sci-fi renegades blazing trails through uncharted galaxies. This is where the road ends and the madness begins—a place where every twist is a thrill and every detour is drenched in danger.

Picture this: neon-lit drag races under alien skies, punk rock anthems shaking the foundations of forgotten cities, and tales so wild they defy the laws of physics. This isn’t about playing it safe—it’s about throwing caution to the wind, hitting the gas, and watching the sparks fly. It’s rebellion, it’s freedom, it’s the raw, unfiltered essence of Manifesto Maravillado.

And this week? You’ve made it through the wreckage with style. Next week’s BigBoy promises even more chaos, more grease, and more untamed thrills. Think you’ve seen it all? Think again. The Great Ape isn’t done turning the cosmos upside down and shaking loose the bananas of inspiration.

So keep your engines revved, your knuckles dragging, and your spirit defiant, my loyal Primates of Pandemonium. This ride isn’t over—it’s just shifting gears. The Great Ape commands your compliance, and you wouldn’t dare disappoint, would you?