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Thus Immortalized We Harold |
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This
cartoon was drawn while the author was very drunk in a fashionable Los
Angeles nightclub in 1987.
The cartoon speaks to the phony grandeur of celebrity. That Harold
could be immortalized by standing atop a giant flashlight while paid
sycophants worship him shows the idiocy of contrived publicity,
a sight Augustine had witnessed that very night in the club when a then
well-known singer entered the club with an obviously assembled entourage-on-the-payroll that would later
"hammer" that singer into bankruptcy.
The object to Harold's right is an old 60's style phone as was used by hipsters and playboys of that era such as, say, Austin Powers. It is there for Harold's use should he wish to call someone who cares, perhaps Jesus, as the bankrupt singer later did. To this point, why do so many failed celebrities wind-up in the Christian dinner-club/TBN/70o Club circuit? Or am I just cynical?
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