Friday, May 09, 2008

Friday Night Fights: The ink is black, the page is white

Its all black-and-white Friday Night Fights during this round of Bahlactus's all-out brawl, and while the Galactic Master of Cosmic Funk surely means for us to post panels that are all in black-and-white, I wonder if he expected any of tonight's fist-fests to include a battle between black and white?

Oh no, I'm not inciting a race riot by posting panels of racial violence, never you fear. But when a black cat meets a white cat, you know the fur is gonna fly, especially when the white cat imitates a black cat and starts moving in on...well, let's sit back and watch the catfight in these strips from Otto Messmer's classic Felix the Cat comic strip, as Felix heads to the airport to pick up his visiting cousin from down under:
Felix the Cat


White cat Alex isn't in town just to see the Catnip Museum and the Broadway musical Cats, however...he's only around for a few comic strips before he gets the clever idea to put the moves on Felix's gal, Kitty. Shame on you, Alex! Shame, shame, shame. But ain't that the way of Whitey...always trying to keep us down:
Felix the Cat


Don't blame poor Kitty, of course—it's not her fault she can't tell the difference between a black cat and a white cat covered in stove polish. Whenever you slide yourself in to get some of that sweet, sweet kitty love, however, there's always the chance that the jealous cat is gonna come waltzing through that door. Man, this situation is almost as complicated as your average episode of Three's Company:
Felix the Cat


In the end, it all boils down to what you've been waitin' for: fight! Like Rocky versus Apollo Creed, it's a knock-down, drag-out...oh wait, it's over in the first round!:
Felix the Cat


And the moral of the story is: we must stop black-on-black violence. Or, as KRS-One and company sang:

Today's topic, self destruction
It really ain't the rap audience that's buggin
It's one or two suckas, ignorant brothers
Trying to rob and steal from one another
You get caught in the mid
So to crush the stereotype here's what we did
We got ourselves together
So that you could unite and fight for what's right
Not negative 'cause the way we live is positive
We don't kill our relatives


Word.



Bahalctus is at the door so there'll be no bum-rushin.


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