Black licorice. An anaphrodisiac that rock stars, who want to stay faithful to their wives, consume when they are on tour. These are also good for when a dude is between relationships. It shows the pituitary gland who’s boss! Save yourself from making a stupid mistake that will ruin your life and break the hearts of those who love you! If your system is prone to be compulsive, hinder the damn semen count with marjoram, black licorice and variety of other treats. Take a break, work on your manners between relationships. Most of all, give your psyche time to heal so you don’t pass on so much of the baggage from your previous relationship into the next!
There is this much spoken of observation of men that they have no problem moving on to the next person right after a break up. There’s next to no period of mourning. It’s just on to the next female–wherever she may be. Women can do the same, but few few do. Not everyone can be Coco Chanel and think the best way to get over an old love is new love, to use the sanitize version of the quote. For the rest of us, relationships are a huge emotional investment that takes time to heal when the it fails.
The person, who I still love and appreciate, had a bad break up with the most beautiful woman in his industry and did not wait to cultivate another one with a woman of his own age. Older women aren’t naive, therefore the great mentor of the television animation renaissance used his power to lure a new love. This time, someone young and naive enough to train to his tastes. He did so–TWICE.
Where were his friends? I’m finger-pointing here, but FRIENDS DON’T LET FRIENDS MAKE THIS MISTAKE. I worked with the person in question when he was in the inappropriate relationship with his ingenue. I thought nothing of because I had no idea she was underages. She’s look about 23 to my 27. I was clueless. Even if I were, I was not old enough to tell the now “predatory mentor” how to run his life. I would’ve been powerless.
Being older is so liberating. You been through so much shit, you don’t mind losing friends and jobs for warning people. John Kricfalusi was IMPORTANT to so many of us. How DARE he throw all of that love away by predating on underage girls. Draw the girls, don’t touch them! Now he will have to leave the industry forever and possibly face incarceration. What a waste!
This is how good of a director John was:
He was a visual and kinesthetic communicator–which rare in both teachers and managers. We would spend random afternoons drawing gags for storyboards. Most other television director give you a 40 minute lecture and send you back to you desk—and then have the nerve to yell at you for not interpreting the script properly or laying out the scene the wrong way. Oh, and if they don’t yell, they blacklist you through their gossip. Yes, these are geeks who have the nerve to gossip like a bevy of tabloid it girls. Beware of directors. They aren’t gods nor are they as virtuous as their positions suggest. Billy Wilder slammed Marylin Monroe who publicly told him to “Eat shit”. The directors of Futurma and Dilbert raked me across the coals to their peers, ruining me forever…except in the eyes of John K.
We clicked like a snap and grommit. Sure, I got yelled at, but I knew how to fix my mistakes, because he would draw what he wanted changed. I’ve been told that a director doesn’t want to end up doing all the drawing himself. Well, he sure as shite better supply thumbnails. Only 20% of the world’s people are auditory learners and animation is a visual field. Bust out the prismacolors and draw! Or do I suspect that a director’s crew can draw rings around director? Yeah, that unwillingness to draw thumbnails is also harbored in intimidation by one’s minions. That shouldn’t matter when a crew are all friends. Spumco was a studio of friends.
John, I still appreciate you and love you, but what you did was wrong. There is “age of consent” (which varies greatly from state to state) and you should’ve been aware that families are quick to sell their daughters. People are as outraged over the parents naiveté (I suspect consent, since the families were poor), but so many people are so sheltered that they have no idea that daughters are only commodities, or to be quite blunt: for sale to the highest bider.
I hope amends are made to Robyn and Katie, and that John bounces back from this. Until then, may this be a lesson to all budding artists: Drawing is a dream but the industry isn’t. The workday is so long and strenuous that it’s difficult to develop and maintain personal lives. You have one go to find your spouse in college and that’s it. This is true of all white collar and skilled labor jobs that require college degrees. It’s a real problem. A problem so intense that it drives desperate acts of adrenal stupidity.