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Dame Vivienne Westwood’s killer 10-inch, Anglomania heels,
from the collection of the Bata Shoe Museum. Photo by Nicola Betts

Dear readers of MEDIA ASSASSIN:

There is an oversight to which I must own up.

Yesterday, when I put together my prospective rogue’s list of deadly, would-be Presidential shoe-throwers—Wayne Gretzky, Shaq, Pinball Wizard, Bozo the Clown, Frankenstein—in the wake of the controversy around Iraqi newscaster Muntader al-Zaidi, right, who, the day before, threw his shoes at President Bush during a press conference, I tried to be thorough. I wanted to compile a complete roster of people for whom President Bush, in his waning days as our nation’s leader, might keep out an alert eye. To me, it was a matter of national…well, no…clearly, it was a matter of international security.

But I failed.

I forgot to include Vivienne Westwood.

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Come on, Tina….

[via omg!]

Turbo Heather is what all the kids want this Christmas, especially now that more and more girls are comfortable playing with powerful “boys'” toys.

“Radio-controlled Southern belles are loose and the RC world will never be the same!” shouts the announcer. Southern culture on the skids, indeed.

Forget Crank Yankers. Using this flash soundboard stuffed with audio quotes from the The Dr. Phil Show, these goofballs prank call a woman to tears…or to a breakthrough reconnection with her inner self, I can’t really tell. It’s hilarious, either way. Plus, when you’re done, the late Fred Rogers, from Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood, gets in on the action.

GRACE: Ooh! Speakin’ of butts, had another sex dream last night. This time I was in the shower with Barack Obama. Oh-bama, he was ba-rocking my world.

—Will & Grace, “Queens For A Day,” 11/25/2004

I think it speaks to the general quality of Racialicious that what, for them, is a mere side illustration is, for me, my whole act: The Head O State Sex Toy.

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Alfred E. Neuman meets rapper Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr. on the December 2008 cover of MAD. Lil Wayne, wow: You have officially made it.

[via Tom’s MAD Blog]

With all the talk about Sarah Palin possibly running for president in 2012, could it come to this: A showdown with her former, now 77-years-old-but-still-fit mentor, John McCain?

Kind of reminds me of something Darth Vader once said: “I’ve been waiting for you, Obi-Wan. We meet again at last. The circle is now complete. When I left you, I was but the learner. Now I am the Master.” Word is, Vader looked awesome in a burgundy, crocodile-print stiletto, too.

[via Panopticist]

What’s interesting about McCain’s concession speech, this week, was, in that brief presentation, he showed all of the statesmanness that was absent during his campaign. He was gracious, no-nonsense, and direct.

So is the cyborgian monster as which he’s caricatured, above, on this t-shirt. Well, maybe this guy’s not so gracious. S-XXL, $16, in red, white, or blue, from Hoodman.tv.

James Cauty was half of The KLF, the 1990s duo who, backed by a collective of dancers, vocalists, and other artists, lit up dance floors with “3 a.m. Eternal” and “Justified & Ancient,” featuring country great Tammy Wynette.

Now, he and his 15-year-old offspring, Harry, under the name J. Cauty & Son, are making a new kind of art: Sculptures, limited-edition prints, and a film short, “Splatter,” pushing popular cartoon violence to its blood-soaked maximum. The five-foot resin Aim Point, above, for example, shows Tom, of Tom & Jerry fame, finally bringing their popular cat-and-mouse act to a brutal end.

U.K. anti-crime nonprofit Mothers Against Violence called Cauty & Son’s exhibition at London art gallery Aquarium L-13 “sick.” To my ears, that’s a rave review.

[via BoingBoing]

Is it me, or were the director of The Fly’s 1986 remake, David Cronenberg, above left, and Vincent Price, above right, star of the 1958 Fly original…separated at birth?

[via WorldOfWonder]