Graphic novel

"The thing to avoid, I don't know why, is the spirit of the system."
Samuel Beckett
"The Unnameable"

Moving on from here, to talk with a dear friend with whom I have to hold the receiver of the telephone away from my ear in order not to be poisoned by his diatribe against Koreans, Jews, investment bankers, and women he's dated, and say 'uh huh, uh huh' periodically so that he thinks I'm listening, I write a poem on the margin of the magazine section of the Sunday New York Times:

Poem

You know the things you complain about?
They own you!

In the graphic novel I'm now writing, a guy who has too many clothes to wear is pitted against a guy who has just the right amount of clothes to wear, for control of the world. Don't laugh, it's a real life situation. The guy with too many clothes can never find a thing to wear, while the guy who has just the right amount of clothes looks good in everything he owns. Intrigue, envy, jealously, deception ensue as the battle between right and wrong is waged by these two fierce rivals.

This passionate tale ends in a bloodbath, I'm afraid it can't be helped. The guy who looks good in everything is strangled by the guy who has too many clothes, and has the wherewithal to sacrifice a t-shirt, that cost him $112.00, cleaning up the mess.

The morals of the story are: 1) that choices often overwhelm us and 2) that culture is something to avoid, especially by artist's, since it's something so easy to step into, to want to be part of, or to be just slightly ahead of, but not so far ahead that you're thought to be out of it.