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JUDGE “So you're sellin’ tickets fer Ue horse show present difficulties, Of course. I know that) painting has haywire to some extent in recent years. but that is only because the painters have tried one to mix intellect with their paint. Even art becomes cockeyed when it gets out of the hands of the morons. And whistling is distinctly to be classified as one of the creative arts. ind [advise Dr. Shaw t on whistling until he es better case pipe down inake out a than is now possible for the sciences vs. the arts. I'd like to know anything better than whistling that any highbrow has able to offer the past century, A highbrow, Pasteur, world bacteria, millions of been world in the and saves incidentally scares millions of people to death by maki them ghbrow finds a specific against some disease and further another highbrow evolves a new poison uas and kills equivalent millions. Aside from the incandescent lamp and the aspirin tablet, the human intellect has done us darned little nd, so far. But whistling has done wonde wives the lives, and bacteria-conscious, A millions, saves . It is even questionable that the inean- “Any dental work, gentlemen?’ “Get your feet off my table not in the army now!” you're descent lamp is much of an improve- ment over whistling in the dark. And, at has the merit of adding nothing to the world’s supply of tangible complexity. It goes up into thin air, evaporates in- stantly, is comforting on its way out; and that is more than can be the output of our more lung-y states- men; a certain percentage of their ex- halations remain to help jam things. So let's lay off of morons. They are the salt of the earth. The rest of us have been a flop. Maybe our morons are the men of destiny. comicbooks.com