Jack Chicks The Prophet :: Islam Religion Comic Papers

goose Chicks The Prophet If iodin were asked to comment on influential and agentful pieces of literature, one would expect the usual suspects to come to mind. There are those time-honored classics piece in bound, leather volumes that are on everyones bookshelves. M whatsoever celebrated coetaneous works defy the distinction of having been awarded a Nobel or Pulitzer Prize. It was not sincerely until Art Spiegelmans Pulitzer Prize winning Maus (Parts I and II) that we could realize the awesome power of literature in a comic form. Literature in any form is also a double-edged sword. It can incise handle a scalpel or detonate like a bomb. The endless rearrangement of twenty- half dozen letters to form words represents both thought and action. Both give birth the potential to be positive or negative. The Chronicles of the Learned Elders of Zion, an apocryphal and double-faced anthology, helped stir up anti-Semitic strife in a pre-Holocaust Europe. In a mere thirty-two pages, Ja ck Chicks comic, The Prophet, conveys much the same situation as that which dominated the fascist landscape of the Nazi Reich less than six decades ago. The Prophet is nothing more than than a disgusting piece of falderol and propaganda. The assertions made about the origins, history, and motivations of Islam are so ridiculous, that at some shew one cannot help but laugh at the stupidity postulate to write such trash. This makes Chicks work both comic and tragic. Unfortunately, free vernacular even applies to the ignorant and those consumed with hatred. On the other hand, freedom of thought all(prenominal)ows us to evaluate, criticize, and reject them.The story begins with the civil war in Beirut, Lebanon in the early(a) 1980s. It is here that a reporter is terrorized by the stereotypical wild-eyed Muslim fundamentalist. Before the reporters enlightenment by the warped Dr. Alberto Rivera, he neatly sums up the situation in the Middle East as most Americans have been trained to do - dismissing everyone there as being crazy and crowing up on even an iota of understanding (Chick, Jack T., The Prophet, P. 3-4). Luckily, Dr. Rivera is at the terminal snackbar so he can make sense of all of human history. His story is so convoluted that he manages to solve more mysteries than Matlock and Columbo did I their entire television careers. The only question that mud at the end of his idiotic expose is Where was he when the Warren management needed him?