Word: cartoons
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Personally, Denver Post Cartoonist Patrick Oliphant, 32, leans toward Nelson Rockefeller for President, but he has a funny way of showing it. In one of his cartoons, Rocky is pictured up in some squalid attic dolefully examining a pair of track shoes: To run or not to run? That is the question. In another cartoon, he is portrayed as a fox with a lopsided grin on his face nonchalantly padding up to Dick Nixon, who is seated smugly on a nag surrounded by a pack of dogs...
Leverett House obstetrician James Rivaldo stopped by and made one last desperate effort to save The Harvard Lampoon. He administered a cartoon featuring a gawky three-legged bird laboriously laying an Easter egg as large as itself. Out of the egg hatched a giraffe carrying a banner inscribed "Legalize Abortion." The Lampoon seemed instantly young and vital, and chuckles of observers could be heard in the Starr Book Shop. But suddenly The Harvard Lampoon convulsed into a ball, emitted a single gargantuan sob, and rolled, dead, into a wastepaper basket...
...with reasonable thoroughness but tended to play up acts of violence. They regularly attacked King, saying he had no business in Memphis. They ignored Negro militants leading the strike; for a while, the Commercial Appeal even banned Lawson's name from the paper. It also ran a tasteless cartoon showing a Negro striker perched on top of a garbage can from which fumes were pouring...
...focused attention on other aspects of the paper that had long been commonplace. Negroes began complaining about segregated features of the newspaper such as the classified-ad section. They charged that Negroes are identified by race for crimes but whites are not. They also took exception to a daily cartoon titled "Hambone's Meditations," in which a shambling old Negro delivers such bromides as "Mos' folks, dey loses at de mouf whut dey teks in at de ears...
...that they know what a point-of-view shot is over there at NYU and that they can shoot in subways and make a second story window look like the forty-seventh floor, but the film itself just isn't there over-and-above its elementary expertise. The winning cartoon, Marcello, I'm So Bored (John Milius; University of Southern California) tritely surveys familiar ground (wicked old Southern California) in Disneylike animation, drawings, and for the piece de resistance, a little photographic negative. That it says nothing and means nothing is troubling only because the negative footage looks well...