🎨 Artcow Iconoclast / Jonathan Mack Sweet - The Chris-Chan of Arkansas

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I seem to recall he also has at least some element of disliking catholics as well, probably because Ashlaaay pretended or was Catholic. I'd be curious to know if he's antisemitic to boot, since he hates them blacks and latinos, and thought that the Yellow Peril stuff was funny.
 
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I seem to recall he also has at least some element of disliking catholics as well, probably because Ashlaaay pretended or was Catholic. I'd be curious to know if he's antisemitic to boot, since he hates them blacks and latinos, and thought that the Yellow Peril stuff was funny.
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That's an interesting one. As far as I'm aware, he hasn't said anything positive or negative about Jewish people. In the case of groups which Sweet has no personal knowledge of, I'd expect he'd just parrot the opinions of Limbaugh or Hannity. Aren't those guys very pro-Israel?
 
From his imageshack:

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The appropriate response:

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He finally updated. And he's apparently trying to offer us a clumsy Sweetian rip-off of either an Ayn Rand novel or Rush's 2112 as he tries to explain his concept of "The System":
Jonathan M. Sweet: Closet Objectivist said:
After giving it some thought, and many paragraphs begun and then deleted in the attempt, I think the best way to describe the System would be to imagine a child growing up with only a small box of crayons. Everyone else in his social circle has the identical box, the same narrow spectrum of colors. There's red, blue, and yellow. As he becomes older he finds can mix two colors to create "purple", "green", or "orange". Those around the child applaud his creative ingenuity.

When he leaves home and goes away to school, he finds a place that exists outside the laws of God and man, where there exist a plethora of colors that he has never seen before-- strange shades and palettes with exotic names. Hesitant and even fearful at first, he paints with them, and in doing so finds a sense of exhilaration that leaves his heart pounding and his body soaked in sweat. The people about him appear to understand his naivete and treat him well (a bit too well, the boy sometimes wonders, like this is one big joke at his expense)... but soon he plunges himself back into these intoxicating new pleasures and forgets any of those suspicions.

Years later when he returns home and tries to tell those who only know reds, blues, and yellows about the world of bright new colors he just came from, he is treated with laughter and disdain and cries of "That never happened. That's not real." They show him back to his little box of colors, but it isn't enough for him anymore... being introduced to this wide range of hues and pastels and mixtures that don't exist on the outside has now spoiled him. He tries desperately to recreate what he saw in that fabled land he came from with the resources at hand, but he doesn't have the right colors or know the proportions to mix them, so it all looks like hideous smears of dullness. He knows these colors are real, and sometimes he even dreams about them at night. He tries to go back to that world, but it's too far away, across an ocean of both miles and time, and they will no longer have him. He feels lost, sad, and alone, pining for those exotic, elusive bright memories with names like "chartreuse", "cerulean", and "ochre", that whisper to him in voices that grow more distant as the years pass... until he maybe wonders if he didn't just dream it all.
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Countdown to Jon-Boy crashing into slumber in a cave somewhere and becoming an hero before the System Solar Federation can crush his little spirit any further.

Then he links to another of his unreadable comic pages ("hideous smears of dullness", indeed) to illustrate something about his "mentor" and concedes that a joke he made once might have been hurtful. Jonathan M. Sweet, admitting fault?! Is it the End Times already? Jonny Pest then reminds us that when told to "look outside his definition of normal," he took this to mean "never question anything" and continued blundering through life with his mind firmly shut, as any good newspaperman and scholar surely would.

He states that his inability to recognize trolling as such was due to culture shock, rather than autism, since he grew up in a world where folks were on good terms with each other and would offer up tokens of appreciation out of the blue. (I presume that "unless you're an urban person" goes unspoken here.) I am truly curious as to whether Sweetums was on the receiving end of any of these hometown gestures of affection and what they were, or if he was the one offering them, like a cat depositing an eviscerated shrew on one's doorstep, to the discomfort and consternation of his neighbors.

Jonathan M. Sweet: Paragon of Justice said:
Now while I do respect the law, in principle, I also realize some rules on the books are downright weird, stupid and unjust. I believe that the rule which cannot be broken can surely be bent, if only to achieve a greater good.
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Let me guess: the "weird, stupid and unjust" rules are the ones that prevent you from stalking, harassing and trespassing, and you're violating them for the "greater good" of making Jon Sweet of Bumfuck, Missouri happy.

Oh god this blog entry just goes on and on. Jon spergs about minorities and his dumb System conspiracy theories, posts a bunch of comic covers with his weird misshapen dog on them, and closes with the following promise:
Jonathan M. Sweet: College Student-kin said:
More Buddy covers later this week... plus I deal with an idiot who tries to tell me my views of the college experience are all wrong when all they have to compare it to is theirs in the present... simply not understanding that we did things a lot differently in my day.
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As someone who was also in college in half-past 1997, I cannot wait to hear what my college experience was like through Thumbo's eyes.
 
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Sweet's explanation of "the System" seems to me like he's saying he just doesn't understand how the world and social interactions work, and reminds me of the mindset most people could have - when delirious.

And of course, it's also yet another reference to the magical land of sumptuous buffets, state-of-the-art computer labs (with CD burners!), the chinaphone, (something about education), and TV lounge: Arkansas State University, ever in "half-past 1997."

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Bumfuck, Missouri
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Sweet apparently lives in Blytheville, AR. It's still pretty much in the same area though. Like I mentioned before, a pic of That Bookstore In Blytheville once appeared in a comic by Sweet, although with the name altered to be apparently racist.
 
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Congratulations Jonny, you completely ripped off the Allegory of the Cave to write your newest bitchfest you uncreative hillbilly. Right down to the man going back to the cave and regaling what he states and being laughed at for lying about it.

As for the laws he complains about, I imagine they're all what the fatheads he listens to tell him to hate. Which likely includes the very programs he leeches on to not die a homeless bum. That and the Civil Rights Act because it was signed by a filthy liberal named Lyndon Baines Johnson and it requires him to pay attention to not-white people.
 
Jonny, some of us were in college before, during, and shortly after you were. Some of the people posting were even at the same school as you at the same time as you.

Our world has always been bright and vivid, full of color and life. Your autism has clouded your view. It's not the world that is wrong, but you.

Your experience did not exist. You were trolled. The question is can you admit that. Can you accept the past was a lie and move on? I think not.
 
I was in college at the same time as Sweet (though not ASU), but I can assure you that college in the mid-to-late 90s was not like Sweet thinks it was. Also, if he was at my college, he would have been expelled the first semester for his demented behavior.
 
BUY SOME NEW DAMNED CRAYONS, YOU'RE A GROWN-ASS MAN.

sorry, that part of the analogy bothered me... it's so easy to poke a big hole in.
 
Adamska said:
Congratulations Jonny, you completely ripped off the Allegory of the Cave to write your newest bitchfest you uncreative hillbilly. Right down to the man going back to the cave and regaling what he states and being laughed at for lying about it.
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You will soon receive a communique from the Nomenclature Bureau of the Central Committee of the People's Teapot Domer Party in which it will be made clear to you that there is a huge difference between ripping off someone else's work and a homage created in another writer's honor by the Giant Brain of Blytheville. Plato is barely worthy of having his simplistic effort improved upon by the genius who gave the world Broke Black Mountain and The Turd Man.
 
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He brought up the Allegory of the Cave before but it was to illustrate that he liked the cave better because the outside changing world is too scary.
 
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