I know some people take their chickens in to see the vet. I don't do that. What I need is a chicken psychologist. (For the chicken, not me, whoever in the back made that remark.)
Spencer, the only chicken left from a previous flock, never got along with other chickens, more inclined to being wild and freaky, and no one would be her friend. After the rest died off in various ways, she settled down and became the best chicken pet ever, following us around the yard right at our feet. Sorry these are so poor, I got them on an old phone. Scott was helping her catch grasshoppers.
Then we got new chickens and she tried to kill them, so after two days of running the whole flock into ragged nervous exhaustion (I've never seen such commitment in chicken evilness, she is like a machine and never rests), we finally removed her to her own pen. So now she freaks out so much that we HAVE to let her out to go stand by the big pen, but any time we let her really join them she gets so violent that I actually fear she'll kill them, and believe me, I grew up with game chickens fighting, I *know* what chickens can do to each other. She is the craziest chicken I've ever seen. And lately she's taken to trying to roost on top of the Quackerdome (the main chicken house) and gets upset when Scott takes her back to her own roost, which she was perfectly content on when she was the only chicken around for 6 months. I want to just leave her out to be wild, because that is where her heart truly lies, but Scott is a big softie and worries about her getting cold or pounced on by an owl. So we live day after day with her nonstop whining, which is as bad as listening to a dog bark its stupid head off all day. Last summer a visitor dubbed her The Prisoner, and one day when she got out past Scott's feet it turned into "Prisoner Zero has escaped" like from Dr. Who, so now Spencer's alias is Prisoner Zero.
For the curious, Spencer is a Brown Leghorn and was named after the Spencer's store on the mall. That year our chicken name theme was retailers. We also had Dooney (Dooney and Bourke), a California White,
and Macy (her full name was actually Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade), a Black Australorp.
Oh, yeah, and a leftover from the previous flock before them, Jaizzy, a Production Red.
Bean and Spencer dusting bathing. Silly Bean found my lettuce bowl, makes dusting more ~fun~!
We call the chicken house the Quackerdome because we started out with ducks.
Steve was Scott's favorite.
Steve's egg. Yes, Steve was a girl.
I've got over a thousand photos in my chicken folder, so I guess I need to stop.
Years ago I used to be able to find Lexx ecards, and wondered ifanyone out there still hosted this service. Here we go.
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While Stanley Tweedle is going through a nasty Cluster parody of Theatre of the Absurd, his female counterpart in this story is about to be, well, let's find out. We rejoin her in the judicial chamber, where she's just witnessed Argon Protopi being gutted and brained for useful components and the protein bank. Argon's screams are barely over when her slab moves forward into position and her hologram advocate begins. "My client- (inserted voice here) Zev Bellringer of B3K- is innocent of the charge of- (pause for glitch)- failing to perform her wifely duties and humiliating her husband in the temple, and throws herself on the mercy of this court, secure in the knowledge that His Shadow's wisdom will prevail upon these proceedings."
I can't keep from wondering how many hours now she's been bolted to this slab. I try to imagine having to stand like that on those tiny footholds and never getting to put your arms down or go to the bathroom, and how terribly hungry you'd get. But we also don't know other stuff, like the smells around her- old metal and electronics, stale air perhaps, lots and lots of death... I can imagine this part of the building smelling like a slaughter house. I encourage Lexx fans to visit slaughter houses to really get that sensation of how awful being a prisoner is on the Cluster, and to realize that these experiences are at the heart of any kind of meaning behind the rest of the movies and series. For fans who don't 'get' the different seasons, you have to remember THIS is what shapes the minds and actions of our core four. What is the meaning of existence, where do you find it, and how do you know?
Like Argon before her, an assembly clamps to Zev's head while a robot activates the automated memory software. "Memory search commencing." You may notice this is 790's voice now if you've seen any of the Lexx movies or series before.
I don't know about you guys, but the idea of having my head clamped into place just sux, and I bet having the holojudge staring at her like this sucked for Zev, too.
Imagine this thing jabbing into your head for a memory search.
Like Argon, it looks like it about made her sick, but it starts working instantly, and the screen shows the search flitting through several memories. There were more, but dang hard to get on screen grabs.
Kinda curious about those bars... We find out what that's all about in season 2.
The screen settles on a memory, focuses a little, we see a boy and people in the background, and apparently Zev is the one saying, "You are my every dream come true" in a pretty, cultured voice.
As we hear a shocked, possibly terrified, and definitely confused "Husband! I shall serve... I shall love...", we see Zev rolling her eyes at the memory, obviously well aware of how screwing up this badly canceled out how demeaning the whole experience was. Ridiculous is a word that hardly begins to describe it. She's on trial, and death can be its only outcome...
I can't help interjecting here that the boy's parents, as I assume them to be, are so intriguing that I had to go back and really look at them frame by frame as this all went down in the temple. We're already getting the strong hint that women are about as 3rd class as it gets in this societal structure, and the boy's mother is as passive as a cow in a sunny pasture herself, evidently so brainwashed into the expected behaviors of the system that she barely reacts at all to Zev's appearance or her son's anger. I mean, I almost feel like she is on a crapload of xanax or something. Likewise, the boy's father doesn't seem very perturbed beyond mild surprise, either, and as I watch the background behind them, I see another robot as part of the 'wedding party', as it were. This temple they're in leaves a LOT of questions open and hanging.
Ok, here comes the good part. Watch the parents' faces as the boy turns and screams again, "She makes me want to throw up! Get her out of here!"
Go Zev!!! ~Poor~ Zev, omg, she's about to be executed just for having a perfectly normal healthy reaction to being treated badly. "Memory search complete." The clamp lets go of her head. She knows what's coming next.
"You- Zev Bellringer of B3K- have been found guilty of failing to perform your wifely duties and humiliating your husband in the temple." I feel awful for her, I imagine the pain in her head from being jabbed with that probe must really suck on top of hearing this.
"You are hereby sentenced to be transformed into a love slave and to be given to Seminary 166145 to be used for their pleasure, may His Shadow fall upon you." Whaaaa???
How old is this hologram program, anyway? I'm asking because I am noticing the lines across the judge's image, like something in the electronics or software is worn out. Kinda creepy thinking that the guy used as the model for this program might be long since dead himself. The rail clangs over to a different track than the one Argon's slab followed, and Zev's slab moves forward toward another room as her defense advocate stands there smiling at her, frozen in place.
A robot walks along with the slab as she cries out, "Oh, please! Put me out of my misery! I volunteer for the protein bank!"
"I don't want to live this terrible life anymore!"
And her slab follows the robot into the next room.
Zev's trial makes me think a *lot* about not only the penal system on the Cluster, but the rigid societal control His Shadow must have throughout the League of 20,000 Planets. You slip up even just a little bit, that's all the excuse they need to whisk you away and repurpose you. I think the whole gender class structure is just a cover for something far more menacing. If you can brainwash people to follow preset ruts without allowing them to think outside the lines, and then reinforce it with instant retribution in the form of immediate and absolute removal from society, never to be seen or heard from again, you wind up with a lot of people toeing the line and living in denial just to survive. Thinking about it only makes you miserable, saying something about it probably gets you killed sooner or later.
Trapped by high tech in low culture. His Shadow is a genius. Humans are so easy...
Original Zev Bellringer is played by Lisa Hynes - IMDb, but is credited in I Worship His Shadow as Lisa Hines.
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My first tracker was installed in 2004 and broke several times before moving to a new server, which lost a few months of stats, and then Xanga moved to new servers and I lost more stats for more months before the page came back up, so I've lost a total of about two years' worth of stats. The second was installed 2-22-14 and is considered very conservative by business owners who use analytics, which itself is very conservative, estimates being that roughly one third to one half of hits by real live people aren't even counted, most likely due to javascript discrepancies. Actual hits on several posts here are in the thousands now, and the Lexx Index in the ten thousands. I've got pingbacks turned off, so spam isn't counted at all within the Xanga internal tracker, and most direct post hits can be correlated to my real time linking activity on twitter and other social media. When I did Google Analytics beta testing I got to see how search engine performance compares to tracking. I believe live feed linking sources to various social medias are key to a future where search engines are more about performance than cataloging, which has been confirmed to me by coders who create bot algorithms as I was beta testing paper.li. I've fought hard through redundant age-old stacks to make my way to the google front lines again, so my Lexx work shows up faster on Chrome searches now. This has been a really interesting ride. At any rate, my point is, I can still go back 6 years on my original tracker and I can still see that in 2013 just before the last big blog server move, I was getting traffic like this (and since then, the tracker may have been abandoned, we can't tell). Click the thumbnail to see full size.
My original tracker also still lets me see the latest 500 visitors on a map. I once counted over 80 countries among the total visits. You guys are not alone. Click the map to see it better.
Besides Lexx, the most common search phrases that bring new visitors here are variations on 'huge spaceship'. The most seen post from a phrase search is How Big is the Lexx? My biggest Lexx referrer is Lexx Domain. Most of page views per person count comes from the Lexx tag on Tumblr. Visitors who stay the longest come through URLOpener and are pinged through the Google translator server in Mountain View, CA.