With Colony Collapse Disorder continuing to ravage honey-bee populations in New Zealand,* bee-keepers are resorting to more radical ways of controlling its spread from infected colonies to healthy ones. Here an apiarist has painted her hives in camouflage patterns to conceal them from the diseased bees.
Field tests are also underway with luring infected bees into traps, using the fact that zombie social insects are attracted to brain-shaped balloons. No-one knows why.
This affinity was already known to E. H. Shepard in 1926:
Isn't it strange how zom-bees like brains?
Buzz buzz buzz, I wonder why they does.
Note how Shepard has also employed the idea that thought bubbles are shaped as brain cross-sections, and are more buoyant than speech balloons, thoughts being lighter than words.
Here at Riddled we are committed to bringing you the Customer the very latest in Speech Bubble Scholarship. In fact this goal is written into the corporate mission statement as a codicil (just after the sections about "coffee... tinned tomatoes... catfood" and "$25 on Vaginal Watering Can at 3:1 in the 11.30 at Trentham"), coming as a surprise to those of us who understood 'codicil' to be a brand of soothing antibiotic cream.
Sadly, we have not lavished the same level of attention on the evolution of thought-bubble conventions in the graphic arts, mainly because
* There in Vancouver, there in montreal, We are connected
UPDATED: Bonus Speech Balloon.
Archangel Uriel, Messenger of the Lord, insisted on having towel-shaped speech balloons so he could roll them up and flick them like a whip. Suffice to say that none of the other angels liked to share a shower with him in the lockers after work.
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Hmmm.
"Slack Tits", y'say, huh?
I'm gonna have to suggest you go back to the firmer mammary protuberances.
Seriously, dood. It was workin for ya...
How do they get the bees to make whisky flavoured honey?
E.H. Shepard apparently learned to draw bees by looking at the windshield
Ah, now we know how Pooh became a bair of little brane.
looking at the windshield
Some day I must scan the Rank & Vile What-bug-was-that? guide to windscreen splats.
how Pooh became a bair of little brane
They haven't got Brains, any of them, only grey fluff that's blown into their heads by mistake.
You can see that Uriel (Muriel's brother I presume)is about to flick Mikhail Gorbachev wiv the word balloon and thus bring down the wall. A moment in history that will never be stolen by half-baked old actors who loved their ranches.
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