Well, I never said that the walls didn’t come crumbling down in the 1960s.  They did.

And these comics published by Don Donahue challenged norms in every way – linguistic, artistic, and in the behavior depicted.

Here is a representative collection:

And here are three posters that Donahue printed:

Well, well.  More tea, Bishop?

There just isn’t a lot that needs to be said about these comics/comix.  What would Dr. Wertham say?

I showed the photos to my friend.  “I hung out with most of those cats,” he claimed.  Who knows?    He then pulled out a postcard that epitomizes, he told me, his ideal of comic art.

He reminded me of our lunches at the Wurst House on Harvard Square.

Neither one of us is a big beer drinker, but we enjoyed a glass of dark beer with our cheese sandwiches on Bavarian rye.  They had poker dog art on the walls.  We loved it  there.  We wondered what life would have been if we had gotten into Harvard.  Which we didn’t.

He got me off topic.  I asked for his opinion on the Donahue comics/comix.  He gave me his opinion: