Yes, I realize that real restaurant reviewers try to remain unknown to the restaurant community. Yet do it long enough, and they find out, I guess. So you might as well be up front. And a restaurant run by cats needs extra attention. What about shedding?
Trying to display the right thing, in a way the neighbors will understand. Again, with thanks to Spike Lee for the trash-can-through-the-window scene.
FM is my answer to Radio Raheem, from “Do the Right Thing.” If he carried a boom box, it would have an “inside voice” indoors. So of course he’s the one who first brings in a photo that includes a dog. Maybe others will follow his example.
Obviously, I am still struggling with a theme, ComicPress, which should be more user-friendly, and not supply space to the left of the comic, that I didn’t choose. Sorry. I’m a cartoonist, not a web developer, despite doing well in several web design classes.
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I don’t watch TV news, as it depresses me, and then I can’t do anything. So I listened to radio news about New Orleans. It was depressing, too. Generations had only watched as the city sunk below the river level. In a country 99% above sea level, people were allowed to live in danger. No one had responsibility for all the levees, and no one levee had only one responsible party.
Evacuating New Orleans days ahead of time would have cost about $7 million, and if the hurricane past by, the mayor would have been crucified. After the storm, the finger-pointing started, and was not a model of maturity or accuracy. And locally, drug gangs were NOT setting a good example of people pulling together in a very tough time. On disability income, all I could do was create a cartoon and go on with my life.
Years before, the late Carole Cass, Richmond Times-Dispatch movie reviewer, described Spike Lee’s “Do the Right Thing” as “a joyous celebration.” I didn’t see the joy. I saw lots of people doing the wrong things, in big ways and small.
There was one very short, very funny scene, cutting between the Asian store owner, the Italian restaurant onwner, and Spike as the pizza delivery guy, each dissing the other two ethnicities. And even theywere doing a very wrong thing.
The ending left me more depressed than usual. So when I had the idea of a comic strip about cats running a pizza parlor, I wanted them to have something better than the Italian-American Wall of Fame, or the Feline-American wall. I wanted them to set up a Wall of Fame for all their customers’ proud moments. But what pictures would they get? Aw, the cute kitties want our pictures!” They’d get pictures with the family cat, but not the family dog. Some people would assume the cats are prejudiced against dogs.
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