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Space Moose annotationsThe following is a listing
of cartoons and comments which have been featured on the Space Moose
home page. The dates in parentheses indicate the time at which the
comments, not the strips, were written.
I am a little surprized that
no one complained about Space Moose's use of the Ebonics term
"niggaz". As far as 'bad words' go, variations of "nigger" rank
among the strongest in North American English. Uttering these words
in almost any context, including the affectionate one used by Space
Moose here, usually results in a spontaneous outcry from some
politically correct niggaz. [September 25, 1997]
Space
Moose whips his friends into a brief frenzy in this episode. I was
on quite a Mortal Kombat kick at the time of writing, and the
strange background in frame 5 plus the "to be kontinued..." in frame
6 led a number of readers to expect an exciting follow-up in which
Space Moose et al. compete in Shao Kahn's Outworld tournament. When
I went to hand in my next strip at the Gateway, everybody was
asking, "is this the Mortal Kombat one?" No, it wasn't. I never did
kontinue with the idea. [January 22, 1996]
The woman in this cartoon
is supposed to be Terra Tailleur, a former news editor of the
Gateway. She was going to run for one of the Students' Union
executive positions, but then rationality prevailed and she dropped
out. Before even drawing the cartoon, I made sure it was okay with
Terra (something very out the ordinary). I was worried that the
Gateway wouldn't run it, because the newspaper is supposed to be
non-partial during the stupid elections. [June 6, 1995]
Space Moose had
already drawn from Aaron Spelling's treasure trove of entertainment
with Space Moose 90210. I did not think it would be
necessary to go back again, but early in 1995 with the introduction
of Donna's complex, sensitive boyfriend, Ray Pruit (played by the
multi-talented Jamie Walters - where is he now?), it was clearly
time to return. [August 30, 1997]
This strip has been
described as the most evil Space Moose ever. Our hero's ignorance
leaps to new bounds as he employs one of the most exploitative
services on the planet. Bald Dwarf, acting as the voice of reason,
elucidates the wrongfulness of Space Moose's actions, but fails to
inspire him to make any reparations. This one was inspired by an
episode of 20/20. [June 17, 1995]
A couple of years ago, two
outspoken demagogues met on the University of Alberta campus to
"force a fair debate". The first, and probably the instigator, was
anarchist pot-head David Malmo-Levine, a Noam Chomsky disciple who
liked to take it to the streets by plastering propaganda posters
about media subterfuge, police brutality and the miracle that is
marijuana on every lamppost within a five kilometer radius of his
home. On the other side of the pseudo-intellectual coin wallowed law
student Ezra Levant, a right-wing ranter whose mission seemed split
between provoking the liberal establishment on campus and getting
his grinning countenance printed in as many places as possible. Both
tirelessly wrote their political essays for whomever would print
them, and both managed to attract followers. Armed with their
patented threadbare rhetoric, these two blatherskites faced off
against each other in a public forum. Since I had to miss this clash
of the titans due to a more pressing engagement (I think LL Cool J
was guest starring on Moesha), I felt the least I could do to show
my support was draw a strip. Here, Space Moose presents the often
overlooked philosophy of nihilism.
I doubt the actual debate made as big an impact as it was
supposed to. Afterwards, both speakers seemed unbroken. Levant moved
on quite naturally to organized politics and now keeps as high a
profile as humanly possible as a "conservative commentator" and
member of Canada's Reform Party. Malmo-Levine, my sources tell me,
took up in Burnaby, British Columbia, and opened a "tea house" which
quickly led to his arrest for drug trafficking. [July 9, 1997]
Space Moose upsets a young woman
by adding his own personal flavour to her authoritarian game. But
even when she starts laying into him, Space Moose, a real trooper,
refuses to step out of his role as Simon. I gave myself a cameo
appearance in this episode - that's me on the left in frame 2, and
again in frame 6. [July 24, 1995]
People keep telling me that I never grew
up, which is fine with me. I think being immature is egregiously
underrated. I understand how a child can eat colorful breakfast
cereal by the bucket, get excited about a cool lunchbox, and stay
glued to a television screen all day playing Nintendo. I take pride
in being able to relate to kids. But one thing I could never
understand, as much as I fucking tried, is the appeal of collectable
milk caps or "Pogs". This has to be the stupidest fad of the 20th
century.
Upon reviewing this strip today, I recognized Max Pomeranc, the
young star of Searching for Bobby Fischer, in frames 3 and 4.
[April 17, 1997]
When you have nothing but lemons,
make lemonade. In the true entrepreneurial spirit, Space Moose turns
the misery of Kikwit, Africa into an enterprising summer job. We see
Space Moose here, for the first time, sporting his biological
isolation suit - a possibility for future action wear. I had some
reservations about shading Space's black companion, but I think it
turned out pretty good. It looks better on the actual print.
Scanning makes it appear darker than it is. [August 24, 1995]
Everybody loves ebola
- except those who suffer its horrible symptoms. And that's
basically what this strip is saying. There is a pretty strange error
in frame 3. Look at Marlo putting on his glasses. He has two left
hands! I didn't even notice this until I saw it in print. [March 27,
1996]
Here is an example of a
good idea going all to hell. The story was about a cheeky novice
jogger who shows up at a long distance race. Secure in the knowledge
that he is the fastest man alive, he mocks the other runners as they
do their warm-up stretches. When the race begins, he launches into a
full sprint and breaks away from the pack. Later, he is found
collapsed on the ground gasping for help.
I can think of several reasons why this did not work as a strip.
The build-up was insufficient. Space Moose's motives were unclear.
The punchline was flaccid (he should have at least been puking in
the final frame). The biohazard suit had nothing to do with this
story and just confused things even more. After the eloba series, it
was suggested that the biohazard suit be added to Space's regular
wardrobe. This was a bad time to bring it back.
Eagle-eyed readers will spot Coprophage amongst the other
runners. [April 3, 1997]
More people have told me that
this is their favorite Space Moose strip than any other strip in the
archive. It also provoked the most infuriated response to date (see
Space Moose Detractors). I was taught from a very
young age that it is just wrong to laugh at the mentally
handicapped. After having this beaten in to me, it was very
uncomfortable to see retards (or should that read "the
intellectually challenged"?) on television or in real life,
particularly those with pronounced physical deformities. Although
their incoherent grunts and ape-like movements were frankly
hysterical to me, I would forcefully restrain myself and assume an
expression of compassion. But after a while I came to my senses and
threw off the yoke of "political correctness". Now, I have come to
fully appreciate the nose-fondling, crotch-grabbing, pants-crapping
antics of these "special" folks. It is never wrong to laugh and be
merry. [January 29, 1996]
A question I am commonly
asked is where do I get my ideas. Most of the time, ideas occur to
me when I'm brainstorming or idly thinking about things. However, a
great resource for situations and gags is a group of friends whom
(for reasons too difficult to explain) I call M.O.O.S.E. Club. Paul
Diedrich (who was responsible for the name "Space Moose"), Don
Husereau, Colby Cosh, Jason Medwid, and Ian Gilmore have contributed
either directly or unwittingly to the strip. Sometimes, they come to
me with strip ideas, but quite often their off-hand comments and
conversational contrivances inspire (or get used as) ideas.
This week's feature strip is the most blatant example of joke
theft. Although I put a slightly different spin to the concept, the
Animal Kingdom Kumite* was an elaborate invention of Colby Cosh. A
few years ago, Colby made a poster describing a fantastic one-on-one
animal tournament which would objectively determine the king of
beasts. It was awesome. Colby's other plundered goods include the
brilliant punch line to Heads up, ladies! and the simple but powerful
phrase, "hot anus".
This strip was the first instalment of a continuing plot line
which went on for fourteen more strips. It was kind of an
experiment, and although a lot of readers got tired of the kumite, I
think it was successful. It's much easier to come up with strips
when I have a common theme in mind - in a way, the story writes
itself. The down side is that the strips sometimes don't make sense
to people who have missed important developments.
*Someone later pointed out that "kumite" was misspelled. [April
3, 1996]
It often happens that I am
faced with a deadline, and am quite literally sitting at the drawing
board with no ideas. When this occurs, I can do one of three things:
1) Draw the strip more or less randomly and hope that I come up with
something funny by the end, 2) Inundate myself with creative
stimulants ("Baywatch", old She-Hulk comics, Russ Meyer movies,
etc.) until I get an idea, or 3) give up. In the case of this strip,
I tried the first approach, and I think it was pretty successful.
It's a real gamble, though, because when this approach fails - God
help us. (see Ducks and One of the zombies) [October 17, 1995]
The animal kingdom kumite was the
longest ongoing plot line Space Moose ever followed. This is the
second instalment of fifteen (I count the double length "Narwhal
Adventure" as two strips). Space Moose, with his superior knowledge
of the animal kingdom, takes over as a zoo tour guide - the first
step in his intricate devious plan.
I am not actually sure that pygmy hippos have corkscrew-shaped
penises. I would be delighted if some zoologist or animal lover
could confirm this for me. [April 16, 1996]
In this third
instalment of the animal kingdom kumite our hero further infiltrates
the local zoo with the insidious intent of assembling his own
menagerie. Although this episode does not make a whole lot of sense,
it achieves two things which are, in my opinion, essential to all
comic strips. It educates and entertains - what I call
"edutainment". Throw in some of feces, and voila! You've got
yourself a Space Moose cartoon. [April 22, 1996]
This strip
looked a lot better in my head. The problem is the diction. You have
to look pretty closely to see that Space Moose is loading a narwhal
onto the back of a truck (you also have to know what a narwhal is).
The tuatara in frame 6 turned out great, though. Chess fans might
recognise IM Bruce Pandolfini as the zoo security guard. [May 9,
1996]
I remember spending
an absurd amount of time drawing this strip (probably in excess of
10 hours). It turned out to be what I consider my best drawn strip -
probably because of all the black (an old cartooning trick). Someone
who considers herself to be a narwhal expert tried to tell me that
narwhals are not cetaceans. I think she is fucked in the head
because my dictionary clearly defines a narwhal as "an artic
cetacean...". [May 13, 1996]
Here is the
strip where Space Moose finally hits the big time with his animal
kingdom blood sport. For those who have never heard of him, Marty
Stouffer is a semi-popular naturalist whose extraordinary
documentary series, Wild America, can be seen on PBS and
local access networks. I just found out that Jonathan Taylor Thomas,
that little shit from Homo Improvement, will be portraying a
young Marty Stouffer in an upcoming Hollywood movie called Wild
America. Apparently, the movie is based on the "true life"
events of Marty Stouffer. It is very sad that they would cast the
lamest child actor in the business to portray possibly the greatest
wildlife cinematographer in North America. I cannot describe my
chagrin. [May 21, 1996]
I really have nothing to say
about this strip. I'm sorry. If you have any questions about it,
feel free to ask me in e-mail. [May 28, 1996]
Inexplicably,
Space Moose wants Marlo to represent homo sapiens in the animal
kingdom kumite. After one failed attempt to lure Marlo into his
clutches, our cervine marksman resorts to a swift military-style
rifle assualt. Space's relationship with Marlo is a peculiar one
because they both seem to hate each other profoundly. Perhaps it is
because they are so similar that they cannot get along. [June 24,
1996]
Marlo Smefner, the reluctant
representative of Homo sapiens, finds himself face-to-face with a
pugnacious skunk in the combat terrarium. Marlo's anger unleashes
the beast within as he savagely slaughters his musky opponent in a
scene which disturbs even Space Moose. This is the only episode in
the animal kingdom kumite which actually features a match. It is
never resolved how Homo sapiens fares in the tournament. [July 4,
1996 - The day we fight back!]
Late in 1994, I
was invited to contribute strips to a monthly punk zine called
Slur. Excited by the editorial freedom offered by a
completely independent publication, I slipped off the kid gloves and
whipped up this week's feature cartoon. It was the first strip I had
ever drawn for any publication other than The Gateway. Soon
after its publication, Space Moose's perverse version of the Snow
White legend became one of the most loved and most reviled strips
ever. One of Slur's major advertisers, a chain of record
stores in Western Canada, pulled all copies of the zine out of their
stores and all their ads out of future issues of the zine due to
complaints lodged by upset customers. Slur was dead about six
months later. Go figure. [August 17, 1998]
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