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loudlyhappycupcake · 11 months
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Mouse-ka Fushigi @untitled14360 @jimenacake16 @jikothemartian-z @neokun25 @aaronzilla2007 @cyrusdoeshit71 @soniathedangerhedgefox2015 @shironezuninja @jademz1711 @buy-some-motherfuckin-apples-iii @serentiydraw5678 @pastelparsec @waltdiegi-theartist
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jikothemartian-z · 10 months
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Draw the squad like this (collab)
I’m gonna sleep at 10:23
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otisbeerdraws · 1 year
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A Mouse of Danger (2020)
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tomoleary · 3 months
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David Crosland “Danger Mouse and Penfold vs Baron Silas Greenback” (1980s) Source
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artiemartietartie · 2 years
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thought i’d dedicate this post to doodles i did on my phone during free time in my health class because there’s no internet and for entertainment i only have ibis paint x and games i downloaded from instagram
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shironezuninja · 2 years
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Heart shaped sushi. Yum.😋
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Bracket 1: Round 1, Match 4
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Propaganda under the cut! Please be aware that some may contain spoilers.
Danger Mouse:
he is literally a cool mouse secret agent who lives under a postbox and fights evil and crimes, like the time his nemesis baron greenback (who is a toad) covered the entire world in custard. he has an eyepatch. cool theme song. another classic british spy parody ! DM is stoic, cool, collected (which is actually very funny in contrast to the surrounding shenanigans), and has an incompetant lil hamster sidekick called penfold (no hate, we love penfold). I also thought he was a mole until just now googling it. DM also says 'good grief' a lot and i suspect watching this show in my formative years is the reason i do too.
Lady Penelope:
Iconic International Woman of Mystery, has a hot pink Rolls Royce and impeccable fashion sense. Basically, what if Barbie was James Bond
Feel free to add your own in the tags!
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racefortheironthrone · 3 months
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From Henry George: "What protection teaches us, is to do to ourselves in time of peace what enemies seek to do to us in time of war.” Is this sentiment incorrect considering for example infant industry, US industrialization under protectionism etc?
Like a lot of 19th century heterodox reformers like the Greenback Party or the Populists, Henry George was rather hostile to the conservative turn that Republican economic policy had taken in the post-war years.
Thus, for example Henry George and people like him were advocates of Greenbackism as opposed to the Republican gold standard orthodoxy, because they viewed deflation as a major cause of the suffering of the laboring classes both in the farms and factories.
And yes, they tended to be hostile to protectionism, generally from the perspective that tariffs were regressive forms of taxation, and that the supposed benefits that were supposed to come from protectionism weren't trickling down to the workers. Yes, American industry was growing by leaps and bounds in this period, but the gains were largely flowing to the robber barons.
(Thus, one of the things Henry George hoped to do with his "single tax" was the reduction of tariff rates in order to lower prices and boost the real incomes of working people.)
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iamsweetcrow · 1 year
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A little henchman joins the ranks of my favorite characters.
Stiletto Mafiosa serves Baron Silas Von Greenback, nemesis of the hero Danger Mouse. Where he endures the blows of both his boss and the hero.
I used the design created by DrRedox (furaffinity), to make this drawing. In fact, it was this design that helped me draw my Sweetcrow nick.
PS: I'm doing some fanart of my favorite characters. But most of them I have posted on my other account, https://www.tumblr.com/sweetymultifandom, since they are not birds.
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80sheaven · 2 years
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Look-In magazine front cover - May 1982 ft. Danger Mouse, Penfold, Nero, Baron Silas Greenback and Stiletto.
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dangerjamtart · 2 years
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So many brambles/blackberries around at the moment...
Hopalong Charity, for those of you who are unaware, is Baron Greenback's little "white sheep" nephew, who likes to help Danger Mouse against his Uncle's heinous schemes by telling DM all about them - when he's not doing his homework, that is!
Little Hop's parents are too well-to-do and of course busy toads/frogs, therefore, I feel that the little fellow would never have gone bramble-picking. <3 Good thing Penfold fancied making some jam, a pie, scones, muffins, cakes etc and DM fancied it too considering Pen's culinary talents chiefly lie in sweets. X3
Danger Mouse, Penfold, and Hopalong Charity @ Cosgrove Hall
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loudlyhappycupcake · 1 year
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Baron greenback and his daughter, delilah @shironezuninja @wordgirl-reboot-eva @wispsshadow @banaiadrienn2
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jikothemartian-z · 11 months
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Welp at least I tried drawing him
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stqrsworn · 1 year
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baron greenback x stiletto fr
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writer59january13 · 2 years
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Ford's Theater, April 15th, 1865...
Petersen House, Washington, D.C.
I admit to own a passion
for the Civil War in general, and the life and death of the sixteenth president in particular
between a hard spot of whiskey
and draughts of arrack;
nonetheless (without doubt), this Yankee
would be fain to travel back
to Antebellum America
amidst the urban din and clack
where smelting earsplitting,
choking industrialization
a deaf fin hit drawback, and where dark shadows cast an eternal
edge of night twilight zone pallor
tubby somewhat exact
from mighty robber barons,
who tolerated no flack (nope not even Roberta)
despite the bleeding nose against grindstone
inhumanity bearing down hard
with very little giveback
viz zit head as greenback
yes...no matter the noxious
crash course urbanization (and attendant ghettoization)
breeding a lung wrenching tuberculosis hack,
this twenty first century middle aged
married man (an average Monterey Jack ass), whose sought after
claim to fame penchant
modestly admits to whiz knack
crafting literary concoctions with no lack of ideas, where one arose
strong as an oncoming mack
truck (this vibrant fascination
with the American Civil War
(even before Ken Burns popularized
calamitous event) in non black
and white (digitally remastered technicolor)
exemplified, enumerated, and emphasized how a minor dispute got way off,track
whereat stately commander in chief did pack
a punch analogous sans, barreling forth
like unstoppable quarterback
despite his six foot four inch
gangly physique cull rack
tried his darnedest,
(or substitute unprintable epithet)
yet a coterie of anti war subjects
figuratively and literally up in arms
wanted nothing less to sack
the sixteenth president,
whose aged fifty seven year old countenance one month after
Ides of March death didst dance during the low key celebration sans,
internecine bloodbath Grants'
and Lees' armistice
one hundred and fifty seven years ago;
the peace treaty signed
(April 9th, 1865) at Appomattox,
an irrevocable agony did blow
when that fateful, mournful,
somber night at Ford's Theater
the grim reaper didst appear
(like Jim) crow king
ably linkedin with Reconstruction
after one shot rang out blasting,
where crimson tide didst flow
drowning American history
at that juncture grow
wing no less painless today, which hoo veer ring agony didst smite
incomprehensible cleft mow
wing down unfinished ambition, which no
one other than Abraham Lincoln could sow the racial rift, that slavery trucked in tow generations shackled with compounded woe
that fateful April 15, 1865 at approximately 10:20 p.m
one hundred plus fifty seven years; it's been
long since deceased taking deadly gunshot punctuated deadly din, whence fifteen plus decades passed sans conspirator tried to get even at Ford’s theater – forever eviscerating thin lipped grin
of the sixteenth president - still his unrealized promising dreams with in
Reconstruction paradigm presses historians to speculate what kin ship his unrealized post-bellum blueprint
while he sat in his booth, attended a performance of the comedy
Our American Cousin that night when a bullet entered below
the president's left ear,
bored diagonally through his brain
and stopped behind his right …
wrought him slumped over,
now tis 7 score + 17 years witnessed assassination of Abraham Lincoln team of rivals mastermind, re: the American Civil War wreck con struck shin yet…his positive affects find him honored with outsize depictions and a con tin
hue wing legacy sustained, whereby hearts and minds he posthumously did win.
Said enigmatic man shrouded and idolized with beatific, democratic essence fantastic, honorific, pacific aura, dogma, and persona with meager off fence
to generations of United States citizens – enthralled ladies and gents
whose reverberations and ramifications
of humane karma lives on – hence
begotten progeny enjoying freedoms perchance ensconced with rapt innocence or those inured with sensibility and sense can bequeath pride without prejudice whether living in splendour or in tents toward Illinois railroad log splitter, whose humble roots forged steely covenants.
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emmacrb · 2 years
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Dangermouse drawing I did back in school when I was only 12, january 2002 
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