When I retired as a humanist celebrant I thought I'd stop writing this blog, but my fascination with all things death-related prompted more posts. They're just written from a slightly different perspective, that's all. Oh, and I still do the odd one, by special request.
I'd have thought Nike more likely to regard this as 'brand transfiguration'. The craftspersonship is exquisite - it looks as if it has been plucked from the Parthenon frieze. The endorsement of Eternity shows that this shirt has legs. Consumers like that.
Found on the Interweb today - a photo of a funeral director's window in Birkenhead.
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The iconography of religion gives way to the insignia of a kickball shirtmaker. Fair exchange, perhaps. Do you get a choice of heads with this one?
Oh death, where is thy final whistle? O, grave, thy last-minute title clincher?
No head, just a shirt. D'you think Nike would object to the copyright theft?
I'd have thought Nike more likely to regard this as 'brand transfiguration'. The craftspersonship is exquisite - it looks as if it has been plucked from the Parthenon frieze. The endorsement of Eternity shows that this shirt has legs. Consumers like that.
Branded all the way to the grave. And they say the revolution will not be televised.
Wasn't Nike the winged goddess of Victory? Won't the Jeebus god be jealous?
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