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Life Inspiration

What you see here is something which, more than perhaps it should have, helped form my sense of humor. And I remember it so specifically that, 45 years later, I still refer back to it.


I spent the summer of 1973 with my soon-to-be stepfamily. My soon-to-be older stepsister had a paperback book of comic strips from the newspaper called BC (by a cat named Johnny Hart). For a boy of 6 or 7, this was goofy stuff. I didn't get most of it. And, honestly, BC changed over the years and got much less funny. 

But this one? This spoke to 6 and 7 year old me in a multifaceted language that taught me what's what. Everything about this 12 panel strip is perfect. From the minimalist drawings to the expressions to the flow to the overall absurdity of the whole thing.

Kazango, my friends.


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