Cartoons, cartoons, cartoons.... John Crowther's Cartoon Odyssey

I think of it as The Fool's Journey. I've been asked who the "fool" is. It's me, but in the classical sense of the court jester. Only the fool was allowed to tell the king of his follies. All cartoons are available as prints or originals, framed or unframed, through my website or e-mail. For mugs, t-shirts, and other products visit my gift shop at www.zazzle.com/jcrowtherart* (be sure to include the *).

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Domestic Bliss

Mankind has come a long evolutionary way from the jungle, where the males duke it out with each other to add females to their harems. Even with elephants, one of the most social of the so-called wild beasts, when they're not battling with each other, sometimes to the death, the bulls keep their wary distance from one another while the ladies spend their days lolling around together in peace and harmony. Male homo sapiens, on the other hand, except for the occasional cad and bounder, like to "hang out." Late into the 20th century, sanctuaries like McSorley's Ale House in New York were forced to take down their "no women allowed" signs by the feminist movement, and yet a distinctly male atmosphere still prevails. Two subjects dominate the gents' conversation. Chicks, and how much they hate "fags." Maybe it's why lots of evangelicals don't want to believe in Darwinism. It explains too much.

2 Comments:

Anonymous il professore said...

John’s drawing reminds me of a moment from the 1990 film “Truly Madly Deeply”. A widow (Juliet Stevenson) bereaved by the death of her cellist husband (Alan Rickman) prays for his return. When he does come back as a ghost, he has little to do during the day while his wife works outside their home; and so to kill time he starts hanging out in a pub frequented by other ghosts, all of whom he eventually invites home. The moment is particularly unforgettable because those ghostly chums whom the wife eventually chases away looked exactly like some of my drinking pals down the street at the neighborhood bar. Up until that moment I was convinced my mates were alive.

8:23 AM  
Anonymous Lee said...

il professore, think I dated some of your drinking pals while whiling away time in New York one hot summer. Great cartoon, John C

7:21 PM  

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