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The Origin of Vulturo

Been ego surfing this lazy Sunday afternoon. Courtesy of socialmention, I stumbled upon two wonderful videos featuring Vulturo, Prince of Darkness.

Many new people I meet me often ask me about the origin of this internet handle. I had already documented this over at my 1.0 blog, but that has long since been destroyed.

Guess this is as good a time as any to do it again: Vulturo is a Hanna-Barbera super villain from the late sixties, who appeared on a few early episodes of Birdman, and was then since revived in Cartoon Network’s parody spoof Harvey Birdman, Attorney at Law.

As kids, my little brother and me often watched Cartoon network for hours on end – the non desified variety, remember the Yogi Bear era? – and had numerous disagreements about the stuff that came on air. One of the most common ones was my brother choosing to root for the good side while I chose to side with evil, often out of awe, and sometimes just to spite him.

For example, my brother rooted for the Centurions while I did so for Doc Terror. There was Autobots vs Decepticons too. Birdman was this extremely annoying series which we often watched with ambivalence. Brother always rooted for Birdman, I didn’t care. Then Vulturo came along, a formidable adversary for the irritating Birdman, and I became an instant fan.

Here are those nostalgic videos:

Vulturo, Prince Of Darkness

Birdman’s sinister foe Vulturo suddenly appears at an astronomic conference and threatens the whole assembly unless Birdman agrees to meet him in a duel that will match Birdman’s superpowers against the awesome powers that Vulturo has devised. He even has a match for Avenger, a mechanical bird called Dirth. Fighting off each attack, Birdman’s powers begin to fade; he flies evasively, but finds out that the lives of the scientists at the conference are under threat of a time-bomb. Given back some strength by a passing comet, Birdman rushes to the scientists, as Vulturo escapes.

The Return Of Vulturo

An old enemy begins operation revenge by luring Birdman’s young companion, Birdboy, to his laboratory. First weakening him, he puts Birdboy on a conveyor belt directed toward a bottomless pit and waits. When Birdman arrives, the schemer causes the sky to cloud over to keep out the sun’s energy, locks him in with a paralyzing ray, and puts him on the conveyor belt too. Avenger stops the motion of the belt to allow Birdman time to wrench himself free, intercept the revengeful Vulturo, and have him locked up.

Come to think of it, the classic episodes don’t look so cool, and come across as frankly, quite stupid and cliched given the advances in animation and changes in modern sensibilities. But they were released in 1967/1968, more than 40 years ago, and were still entertaining for us Indian kids in the 90s.

Memorably enough, certainly, for me to choose Vulturo for an internet handle on IRC in early 2000, followed by MSN Chat, Blogger and everything else.

White/Black, Hindu/Muslim. Same difference.

A week or so back I received my copy of Hunter S. Thompson’s Gonzo Papers Anthology in the mail, and I’ve been taking my time to lazily go through each page, lest I skim over something wonderful.

Been reading this piece on race-relations in Louisville in the 60s, where Thompson notes how the town has progressed from a more direct racism, to something more subtle, advanced and sinister. There’s ghettoization. People claim not to be personally racist, but do things that are quite so, to respect their neighbors.

A man won’t sell his house to a Negro – Thompson refers to black people as Negroes: he’s either being brash or it’s still the 60s and the N-word is yet above board – not because he personally has anything against Negroes, but if he did it would knock a couple of thousand dollars off the value of every other property in the neighborhood, which wouldn’t make the neighbors very happy.

Conversely, there’s block-busting. A realtor gets a white guy to sell his house to a Negro, then gets the others to sell out cheap by scaring them with arguments about falling prices. Later, the whole block is sold to Negroes at a massive profit.

It is also difficult for a black man to draw a mortgage to buy a house, even if one were to be sold to him, for it would increase the credit-risk for all other mortgages in the neighborhood, what with the prices falling, blah blah.

In newer redeveloped housing complexes, realtors refrain from renting to Negroes until at least 50% of the complex is occupied with whites, for the fear of making it taboo to ‘prestige clients’. In other words, almost no one is racist, but everyone’s neighbor sure as hell is.

All this, to me, is strangely reminiscent of the Hindu-Muslim ghettoization we’ve all witnessed in the 90s and 2000s in metro cities of India, which I’m certain will carry on to the next decade. In less progressive towns, the same pattern would persist for the Upper Castes and the Lower Castes amongst the Hindus, with Muslims serving as a totally other distinct ghetto.

Its interesting to note how all humans share similar prejudice patterns. And I’m not entirely certain as to whether we are above other animals in these matters.