Times
Leader [Martins Ferry, OH]
2 March
2019
Social media strikes again
[…] A
recent Facebook posting claimed that needles were found inside the gas pump
handles at the Circle K gas station in the village of Bellaire [Ohio]. However,
local health officials said they have not received any complaints regarding
this. […]
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KOVR
[Sacramento, CA]
1 March
2019
Halloween Clown Suspect Who Terrorized
Trick-Or-Treaters Arrested
STOCKTON
(CBS13) — A 41-year-old Stockton man is under arrest for a Halloween night
attack on a family of trick-or-treaters that sent a man to the hospital. Stockton
Police say Matthew Davies was wearing a Pennywise clown mask as he carried out
the attack. Mary Iles was there as Davies allegedly began harassing her special
needs grandson. Davies then attacked her son, breaking a bottle over his head
while he tried to protect the child. […]
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The Advocate
[Baton Rouge, LA]
1 March
2019
Smiley: Dilemma of the two doors
Dear
Smiley: Over the years, my husband and I have usually managed to decode the
cute but confusing gender signs on restaurant restroom doors (Buoys and Gulls,
Laddies and Lassies, etc.), but every so often we get stumped. Recently my
husband wandered off in search of the men's room and found himself confronted
by two marked doors. One was labeled "Bronco," the other
"Cactus." Completely baffled, he stopped a restaurant employee
passing by. "Excuse me. I need to use the restroom," he said.
Gesturing toward the doors, he asked, "Which one should I use?" "Actually,
we would prefer you to go there," the employee said, pointing to a door
down the hall marked MEN. "Bronco and Cactus are private dining
rooms."
ALGIE
PETRERE
Central
Canadian
Snowbird Association
Summer
2004 CSANews Issue 51
Gender Signs
Over the
years, my husband and I have usually managed to decode the cute but confusing
gender signs sometimes put on restaurants’ restrooms doors (Buoys and Gulls,
Laddies and Lassies, etc.), but every so often we get stumped. Recently, my
husband Dave wandered off in search of the men’s room and found himself
confronted by two marked doors. One was labelled “Bronco” and the other was
designated “Cactus.” Completely baffled, he stopped a restaurant employee
passing by. “Excuse me, I need to use the restroom,” Dave said. Gesturing
towards the doors, he asked, “Which one should I use?” “Actually, we would
prefer you to go there,” the employee said, pointing to a door down the hall
marked ‘Men.’ Bronco and Cactus are private dining rooms.”
[This
story has also appeared in the Reader’s
Digest, date unknown.]
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Andrew Nette & Iain McIntyre, “Savage Streets and Secret Swingers.” In Iain McIntyre and Andrew Nette, eds., Girl Gangs, Biker Boys, and Real Cool Cats: Pulp Fiction and Youth Culture, 1950-1980 (Oakland: PM Press, 2017), 16.
After all,
where else but a pulp novel are you going to read about sadistic bikers getting
their comeuppance by being chewed alive by sewer-dwelling alligators?
[This one
intriguing sentence is the only reference in the book to that unnamed novel. I
found a little more information online: It’s called The Crucifiers and is written by Australian Carl Ruhen. That’s all
I know about it, other than it’s now very rare.]
Left: New Century Press (Sydney),
1969. Right: Stag Publishing, 1979.