There's one thing wrong with this cartoon. It is not in The New Yorker Magazine.
I hate to be one those " I told you so guys " ( Actually, I LIKE to be one of those guys . . . ) . . . But, one of my goals in this life, before I die, is to do a cartoon, ( original ) and one that no doubtedly belongs in the magazine ( like THIS one ) . . . talk one of my New Yorker cartoon friends to send it in with HIS signature, in HIS style . . . and then when The Mankoffer and his two people that do the choosing, PICK it and buy it for publication . . . . THEN AND ONLY THEN WILL I FINALLY PROVE what the hell I've been mumbling about all these years . . . that my stuff belongs in The New Yorker magazine! - - -
Please pardon me, but God!, it's hard to be humble sometimes . . . Look, If I'm " too rich for your blood ", or I'm NOT your cup of tea, or if you think I'm wrong, please don't go away mad or upset or bewildered . . . just go away.
The democracy in Athens killed Socrates, one of the wisest men who ever lived. Plato never forgave them for that. The Sophists, who were superb in winning arguments and making money, eventually went by the wayside . . . . Dada art is only here temporarily, as the last time it appeared after the First World War . . . and it too will come to pass.
Try to imagine an art critic telling Michaelangelo or Leonardo Da Vinci regarding one of their latest drawings, " IT"S NOT THE INK, IT"S THE THINK. "
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" Solitude is the nurse
of enthusiasm,
and enthusiasm is the true parent
of genius. "
Isaac D'Israeli, 1766-1848
ENGLISH LITERARY CRITIC
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