The World’s Most Obscene Carrot

The World’s Most Obscene Carrot

[A NOTE TO READERS: Does anything about the appearance of this blog entry look, uh, screwed up in your browser? If so, please let me know. I’m trying to construct it using Adobe Dreamweaver instead of my old, familiar GoLive and my footing with the new software is far from secure. -H.C.]

Mutant Vegetable Escapes from North County Farm

Which is its "front" and which is its "back"? Who can tell? (But either option is disturbing.)

Getting In Touch With Our Inner YouTube

Eddie and I found ourselves in the mood recently to begin converting a number of our old VHS video casettes into digital videos, with Apple’s iMovie and a camcorder, loaned to us by a friend, serving as our technological enablers.

And once you’ve got a batch of newly minted video clips in hand, who could resist uploading at least a couple of them onto YouTube, no matter how little interest they may hold to anyone else among the World Wide Web’s ten billion inhabitants?

Not us, that’s for sure!

Above: The future cartoonist at age six (or thereabouts) with his dad in 1950. See also the same kid negotiating the brambles of our Alabama woods.

So if you want to see the only extant home movie showing how I and my family (and some neighborhood pals from up the street in Springville) looked back in 1950, click here. It’s chaotic and formless and it ends abruptly because my dad didn’t realize when our borrowed movie camera had run out of film. (Those scenes that we shot after the film ran out — now those would’ve been great, lemme tell ya. What a loss to cinematic history!

Also, there’s a brief slapstick artifact from a Shakespeare play I was in while in college. Its mixture of film and live theatre was unconventional, but word-of-mouth about the show generated long lines outside Birmingham-Southern’s Munger Auditorium by the time the final performance rolled around. As far as I know it’s the only time Arnold Powell, the show’s director, was ever known to bow to public demand by allowing some of the latecomers to view the show from Munger’s balcony, even though the sightlines up there were terrible.

Below: The future cartoonist at age nineteen in a scene (believe it or not) from my College Theatre’s 1964 production of Shakespeare’s Much Ado About Nothing. (That’s me with the bushy eyebrows in the leftmost circle.)

Also in the cast, by the way, was a fellow named Britt Leach (featured in the rightmost circle above), who played fumbling Constable Dogberry in Much Ado and who subsequently distinguished himself as a character actor in numerous movies and television shows.

Below: Among Britt’s many character roles in movies and television was handyman Easy Jackson in The Waltons.

Glenn’s Story

Before I go, let me call attention to a third online video — this being one for which Eddie and I can claim no credit. While it’s neither quaint nor amusing, as the videos cited above might be said to be, this is one that carries special resonance at a time when the Ugandan Parliament just may back away, thanks only to distressingly tardy international pressure, from its proposed law condemning gay people to death — in favor of the more "humane" alternative of merely imprisoning gay people for life.

This video features my friend Glenn Shadix, the Alabama-born actor about whom I’ve written before and whose blog Glenn’s Ruminations is decorated with a drawing I did for him last year. It was apparently recorded on an urban rooftop under non-optimal conditions, which means that y’gotta ignore the background traffic noises and just concentrate on the content.

Glenn’s harrowing description of his encounter as a youth with attempts to "cure" his gayness with "aversion therapy" appears on the web site of Truth Wins Out, a worthy organization devoted to debunking the myths promulgated by so-called "ex-gay ministries."

TWO‘s is a cause that Glenn supports passionately, for reasons made obvious by his personal testimony.

About Howard

I'm a cartoonist and writer, best known for my graphic novel, Stuck Rubber Baby, and my comic strip from the 1980s, Wendel.
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One Response to The World’s Most Obscene Carrot

  1. Rats. I thought THE WORLD’S MOST OBSCENE CARROT was the title of your new children’s book.

    Wish I had known about TWO. Uganda is the subject of my column tomorrow.