In case you missed it, three hathotic items from the weekend. The first, to whet your appetite, is an ad from a 1950 Life magazine I found at my mom’s house yesterday. This sounds like a dairy-based vitamin drink to serve to your child vampire.

Moving along, a reader at Princeton passed along this item about a group of young scholars there without enough to do:

Wearing white face masks and black clothing, sitting cross-legged in a semicircle on the ground outside Frist Campus Center, about a dozen student members of Praxis Axis sat quietly in protest on Thursday at noon.

The students played a recording of raised voices against classism, racism, sexism, heteronormativism and administrative response to sexual assault and mental health issues played on repeat.

On its publicized “Day of Disruption,” the group published the Praxis Axis Press, a four-page newsletter, in which they relayed their manifesto, claiming to speak as a “collective of queer people, trans people, people of color and people of faith coming together for a simple purpose: to disrupt.”

The group displaced Daily Princetonian newspapers in at least two distribution boxes, replacing them with the Praxis Axis Press. The group urged students to go to its website and read more about its demands and reasons for disruption.

Yes, that’s the spirit: throw away newspapers so people will have to read your propaganda sheet. What do the Praxis Axians want? Among their demands:

4. De-gender ALL single-stall restrooms on campus.Ensure that everyone, regardless of gender expression or identity, has safe and reasonable access to bathrooms in every building on campus.

Truly, as long as there remains even one gendered single-stall restroom in this world, none of us are free.

They’re keeping a Facebook page up to collect examples of “microaggressions” heard on campus. It sounds like some Ivy League snowflakes ought to go build housing for the poor living in Third World garbage dumps.

Finally, there is this uncut Dreherbait story about a Republican candidate for the North Carolina state Senate who, though now an opponent of same-sex marriage, once worked as a drag performer:

Wiles, 34, was in his early 20s when he worked at the now-defunct nightclub, Club Odyssey, according to co-owner Randy Duggins and former employee Gray Tomlinson.

“He is Mona Sinclair,” Duggins said, referring to Wiles’ female persona.

Ah, memories. A decade ago, Sam Walls, a small-town Republican politician in Texas, was outed as a cross-dresser, but his friends didn’t abandon him:

“It’s not like he murdered somebody,” said Peter Svendsen, a country-music promoter in Cleburne, who has been a friend and neighbor to Walls since the 1970s.

Svendsen notes that Walls has given thousands of dollars to a charity that helps abused children, that his family founded Harris Methodist Walls Regional Hospital, and that he was a GOP activist back when the party could hardly fill a church pew in Cleburne.

“He’s never been profane. I’d say the worst thing I’ve seen Sam Walls do is chew on a cigar,” Svendsen said. “I’ve never seen him drunk. He’s always been a gentlemen, a class act.”

Not all voters felt that way, however:

Jim, a farmer in his late 60s who lives just south of Burleson, said he couldn’t vote for a cross-dresser.

“You couldn’t get a dress on me if you hog-tied me, and I might hold a woman’s purse for a minute but I wouldn’t carry it around very long and most men feel the same way,” Jim said.

Walls lost the race.

Put a shot of Jim Beam in my glass of Hemo, and I will see you all at the Prytania.