{"id":781,"date":"2006-05-15T00:22:33","date_gmt":"2006-05-14T20:22:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/auchtoon.2gtech.com\/blog\/2006\/08\/19\/when-bono-comes-to-town\/"},"modified":"2006-05-15T00:22:33","modified_gmt":"2006-05-14T20:22:33","slug":"when-bono-comes-to-town","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/auchtoon.com\/?p=781","title":{"rendered":"When Bono Comes to Town"},"content":{"rendered":"<div align=\"center\"><img decoding=\"async\" align=\"top\" title=\"Originally published in the Grand Rapids Business Journal, May 8, 2006.\" alt=\"GRBJ0547.gif\" src=\"http:\/\/auchtoon.2gtech.com\/images\/grbj\/GRBJ0547.gif\" \/><\/p>\n<div align=\"center\">Originally published in the <em>Grand Rapids Business Journal,<\/em> May 8, 2006.<\/div>\n<p align=\"left\">When I was 19 and on summer break from college, I was itching (as ever) to figure out a way to be a cartoonist. So I sent in a few editorial comics to the local alternative paper, the Michigan Voice, and I followed that up with a visit. I hoped to, you know, strike up a conversation with the editor, have him take me under his wing, pay me money, publish my work, sing my praises, that sort of thing. In other words, I didn&#8217;t have any idea what I was doing.<\/p>\n<p align=\"left\">The newspaper office was actually a house out in Burton on Belsey Road (for you Flint readers). I walked in and introduced myself to the distracted young lady behind the counter. Behind her were the editor and another lady in an agitated conversation over I don&#8217;t know what. The counter lady was doing her best in a nice way to make me go away, but I asked to talk with the editor. He was standing right there, so with no choice and very little enthusiasm she turned and waited for a pause in conversation. It was uncomfortable. I stood there watching without anything to do. It was one of those periods of times where you become aware of your hands and feet, and you shift around in a sad little dance trying to find places to put them.<\/p>\n<p align=\"left\">Finally a pause came; the counter lady pointed my way and whispered my intentions. The editor glanced at me, made a dismissive sweeping motion with his hand, and said to the counter lady that they only had room for the Feiffer cartoon. (This was a syndicated editorial by the Village Voice cartoonist, Jules Feiffer, which &#8212; while brilliant &#8212; typically had very little to do with Flint, Michigan and everything to do with New York City.) The counter lady relayed this to me even though I already heard it, and because I was only 19 and had no other plan, I said thanks and left.<\/p>\n<p align=\"left\">The editor, of course, was Michael Moore. And so before Roger and Me, before Bowling for Columbine, before Bush-bashing Oscar speeches, books, and Fahrenheit 911, I hated Michael Moore. And I had a good and personal reason for doing so. I&#8217;m not saying it&#8217;s a better reason than your reason, I&#8217;m just saying that I&#8217;m a better person.   Wait. Did that come out right?<\/p>\n<p align=\"left\">Last week Bono, lead singer of the group U2, came to Grand Rapids to give a speech, mostly centering on the AIDS crisis in Africa. There were those who wouldn&#8217;t bother to listen just because he is a rock star. The unfortunate thing is that he is deeply sincere, quite articulate, and even self-depreciating when it comes to his rock star status. There are also those who won&#8217;t give Dick DeVos, the Republican candidate for governor, the time of day just because he comes from a well-to-do family. And as this week&#8217;s comic points out, we tend not to be at all consistent in how we apply this dislike for the rich and famous. It&#8217;s silly.<\/p>\n<p align=\"left\">That said, I have to admit that my ongoing hatred of  Celine Dion has never been stronger&#8230;.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Originally published in the Grand Rapids Business Journal, May 8, 2006. When I was 19 and on summer break from college, I was itching (as ever) to figure out a way to be a cartoonist. 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