Some lowlife scummy piece of white trash from GodKnowsWhere called Thurisa (okay, with a name like that, she might be black! Rrrrrreally not important here...) was so eager, one day, to win a flamewar on a worthless message board belonging to some trashy website that allows scum like her to tickle their funny bone as they wish - and what comes out is crass. Always. Nothing else.

She was so eager to win that flamewar, she made one of the most obtuse comparisons of all time: Garfield vs Penny Arcade. She brought up the two but was unable to identify ''the people behind Penny Arcade'' (she knew Jim Davis, though - definite clue to her mental age, despite all of her attempts to be perceived as an intelligent, articulate one and not a hoe, a slut, a bimbo - what she truly is. Right, Boorite?)

The funny thing about that - she claimed not to be interested in flamewars at all.
''They are destructive - they accomplish nothing - they get people banned!''
Hypocrite! (She calls me one, however: she even quoted me as stating that ''making fun of others is the lowest form of humor there is'' - yes, it is, Thu-risssa: when it is unprovoked.  When it has been done to you and you retaliate in kind, it is called fair play! Nothing hypocritical about that, witch - or as you and your kind would spell it, ''hipocritical'' eh?)   And it is not as if it was such a disaster to get ''banned'' from such a site, either! Heck, I want to exile myself from the lot of you: as one user (''the ''attitudechicka'' right?) so kindly suggested. For here I thought this was a bunch of serious, future cartoonists honing their skills on the web, for all to see. Instead, it is nothing but a bunch of beer-guzzling, crotch-grabbing, nose-picking little bastards without the slightest clue - plus, they dare to think of themselves as the higher intellects when confronted and, therefore, no longer able to indulge in their usual crass (which is shooting their veins and spanking the monkey, eh?) due to their newly found feeling shame, maybe...? Hopefully!

Now, Penny Arcade was made by consummate pros, she claimed, despite their abundant use of profanity. (Yes, we're back to the topic of cartoonists now - duh.) They were the utmost professionals in their field -as much as Jim Davis, yeah- because their strip was syndicated and published left and right, on whatever rag would have it in their comics section? Is that it? Is that the criteria, BITCH?

The lowest common denominator being as it is - multiplying like the plague (not rabbits; I won't compare that to rabbits who are ten million times worthier of living than the likes of ''Thurisa IvyThePlant'' and her BooTrite there... who probably got the boot by now, unless it was she who did, when he kicked her around, effectively ending their short time together living in sin and all that crap! See if I care!) and the LCD being such that there is ample demand for crass all over the place - you shouldn't be surprised, Thu-risa, that such fare is placed on a pedestal, profitable for its creators and made available to all as it is. For the masses are mostly made of twerps like yourself: who appreciate the crude, the tasteless, the easiest, dumbest path to a guttural laugh while you are either in a drunken haze - or simply high.  (Although, to tell the truth, with your upbringing, background and plain old DNA, you don't need to be drunk or high to be into these things: you are predisposed to like what you truly are and that is the crass of the world indeed!)

Suffice it to say, the masses have little or no taste - little or no class; especially in the part of the world that you hail from, the both of you - hence, stuff that will speak as you do, look like you do and act like you do will be popular among your ''special'' species of critters.  Someone once theorized that if one wanted to create a monster, one had only to stop giving the people a cultural mirror in which they can see themselves: so, you see, the powers that be keep your kind, the low-lifeforms, in check by giving you what you want... what you need... so that they can better control you and not have to worry about exterminating a whole damn lot of you. They do not want to do that, of course: they also need you, in order to maintain the societal inequities their forefathers meticulously set up so that power remains theirs!

If anything, both of your ''brilliant'' (and so ''opposite'') examples serve the exact same function: give the retards like yourselves (and every other user of that silly website you care so much about - for now. Fickle as you are, it won't last, just like your couplings don't!) all the validation that you require: for seeing is believing, for numbskulls as you all are, strippers... You see something that recreates your life's little (false) paradigms, your semblance of normalcy (only in your own very eyes) and your intrinsic belief that you are the brave, you are the bold, you are the leaders of the free world... HA. What a crock! What a fallacy!  And what a sick joke - for if you are the pinnacle of freedom on the globe, then the whole damn planet might just as well give up and let our careless ways finish the job and destroy the ecosystem; as it is, we're already more than half-way done with that, anyway!

Publishing crap such as your favorite crass is only one more novel way to deplete the forests and sap resources the wrong way (maybe not the wrongest - but that's debatable!) and one can only be thankful that your own strips are only confined to that website and will never see print - at least! Thank God! 

There are enough wastes of paper -as there are of celluloid- out there as it is: why, even those Jim Davis books about the fat cat and some assemblage of farm animals he came up with should have been kept to a minimum: isn't he making enough with the peripheral merchandising already?

Besides, who said that I even liked Garfield? The witch even implies that ''by my logic'' Garfield is funnier than Penny Arcade! LOL She doesn't get the mechanics of logic; and even mixes everything up beyond that!  I talk about ''mildly amusing'' and ''devoid of profanity - at least'' and she jumps the gun and says I rate that as outright ''funnier'' material!  I believe Jim Davis was the utmost pro in delivering a product definitely devoid of any profanity, sure - it had to be that way since it was aimed at a particular audience, right?  I respect the creative prowess there: for it is not easy to keep churning out material that can be viewed as fresh, somewhat funny, avoiding to be repetitive all the while refraining to succumb to the temptation of giving in to the easiest form of humor that there can be - be it fart jokes, asinine bits or worse still.
Having said all that, I was never a fan of Garfield's!
Ironically, for the very same reason I was never a fan of Penny Arcade either: the art style doesn't do anything for me! And the subject matter? Even less! They are hugely different and yet, at the same time, almost the same in my eyes! Neither franchise has ever garnered a penny from me...

And speaking of Penny Arcade - for one final time - they have a Tycho in their sorry bunch of characters that so aptly represent the empty shells made-up-to-be human beings that exist out there (and there are so many - as many as the pecks of sand in the desert - most far worse than the dweebs and cretins that I mentioned here so far.)

For such false representation (but, mostly, for their crude art style and cruder still dialogue!) I call upon all sensible, sound and classy minds to boycott that stuff!

You want to support a Tycho? Support this one then!
For there is someone with class, true artistic sensitivity and a real vision...!

I hope to God it's not the same Tycho! (I know it's not!)

Labels: Call to Boycott, crude little twit, hating the hatemonger