Why, Dick Why?

A Philosophical Question
Not just any old Dick,* the one I refer to is Dick Jones, the villainous vice-president of Omni Consumer Products in "Robocop".
     Now, my question concerns Dick's relationship with Clarence Boddicker, the self-styled (end entirely true!) "Crime King" of Detroit.  Clarence is a thorough rascal; he robs banks, kills people, deals in drugs, swears profusely and probably double-parks, too.

Clarence's approach to traffic wardens

     How did these two come together, and what does Clarence get out of the relationship?  We can see how Dick benefits when Clarence kills business rival Joe Morton; for all we know there's a long list of mysteriously-demised business predecessors that allowed Dick to move up the corporate ladder.  Whereto Clarence?  What benefit does he get?  A "Get Out Of Jail Courtesy Scummy Company Lawyers Card" seems a minor recompense for carrying out murder on cue.  And Clarence has an income stream of his own,**with no need to rely on a wage from Dick.
     You may reply to this query in the comments, or hop on over to IMDB to see if anyone has raised this point, or even answered it.

Sunday Morning Ritual, Slightly Amended
As ever, Conrad downs the usual quart of tea, with toasted muffins and ginger jam, but today was a little different:

An array of canape

     These are Co-Op Canapes, with a sell-by-date of sometime in December.  They went down very nicely, thank you.  After all, cream cheese three months past it's SBD - what could possibly go wrong?

This Weekend, Added Darling Daughter
In compliance with the conventions about Mother's Day, Sally has been up for a visit.***This would be obvious because the fridge empties quicker than usual -

Sal, scribbling

      and on the way back to her hall this afternoon she announced that she felt sleepy, which was either due to being ill with a cold, or having eaten so much.
     I leave you, gentle reader, to decide which applies ...

"The Mouth Of Hell"
No, not that place in Kazhakstan -

Straight out of a Johnny Cash song -

     A rather more parochial setting, that of urban Northampton and their grim bus station, which has the appropriate name of "Greyfriars".

In all it's brutalist glory

     And the view from ground level:

Kazakhstan has the edge, I feel.

     Unloved for forty years, it was demolished today:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2IPlOx2LmfY
     And there's the Youtube link for it.

Actually that first B&W photo reminds me of something -

OCP Headquarters in "Robocop"

     Like I say, everything is linked to everything else!

The Re-BrandingWas Not A Success
The public were not keen:

     Don't think I would be, either.

Too many pictures!  More words!

It's A Bit Were-ing
It occured to Conrad, as he was stirring the soup, that the list of Were-creatures is a bit thin in the entertainment industry.  Everyone has heard of Werewolves, of course, cue for Art Department to mess things up again:

The ever-terrifying - Extra-Hirsute Man?

     Art!  Wipe that peanut butter out of your hair and get with the program!

Better!

     It's not peanut butter?  I don't want to know, you seedy rascal.
     Anyway, back to were-creatures.  Conrad vaguely reading an edition of "Eerie" that had were-rats in it.  Of course Wallace and Grommit faced the curse of the Were-rabbit, but where - where, I ask you! - is the list of other were-creatures that would liven things up a bit?  I would lead off with the Wereweasel, surely a killer even more scarey than wolves, after all look at Edna, descendant of wolves.  Then we run into a bit of spelling problems with the mighty Werelaphant; a single "e" has to stand duty here otherwise it looks odd.  What about a Werehog?  Imagine a person transforming into a pig Razorback boar with giant slashing tusks and a mad gleam in it's evil little eyes.  I think we can skip the Weredog as dogs are pretty much human beings with four legs anyway, and the Werehaddock would probably expire in seconds out of the water, although it might be an evil problem near to inland lakes.  And the Werepigeon is just silly.
     Oh, it was Cashew nut butter?  Nope, still seedy.

I Googled "Werepigeon" and this came up.
Some people have too much time on their hands!

Finally -
No cute animals today, instead we have a bottle of beer:

"Sharp's DOOM BAR"

     Apparently a big hit on the Death Star


* No sniggering at the back there, this blog is SFW.
** Robbing banks, remember?
*** The free food and beer doesn't hurt, either.