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Private Snafu: The World War II Propaganda Cartoons Created by Dr. Seuss, Frank Capra & Mel Blanc

Private Snafu: The World War II Propaganda Cartoons Created by Dr. Seuss, Frank Capra & Mel Blanc

Pri­vate Sna­fu was the U.S. Army’s worst sol­dier. He was slop­py, lazy and prone to shoot­ing off his mouth to Nazi agents. And he was huge­ly pop­u­lar with his fel­low GIs. Pri­vate Sna­fu was, of course, an ani­mat­ed car­toon char­ac­ter designed for the mil­i­tary recruits. He was an adorable dolt who sound­ed like Bugs Bun­ny and looked a bit like Elmer Fudd. And in every episode, he taught sol­diers what not to do, from blab­bing about troop move­ments to not tak­ing malar­ia med­ica­tion. The idea for the series report­ed­ly came from Frank Capra — the Oscar-win­ning direc­tor of It’s a Won­der­ful Life and Mr. Smith Goes to Wash­ing­ton and, dur­ing WWII, the chair­man of the U.S. Army Air Force First Motion Pic­ture Unit. He want­ed to cre­ate a car­toon series for new recruits, many of whom were young, unworld­ly and in some cas­es illit­er­ate. Capra gave Dis­ney first shot at devel­op­ing the idea but Warn­er Bros’ Leon Schlesinger, a man who was as famous for his hard-dri­ving busi­ness acu­men as he was for wear­ing exces­sive …

A Poem by Diane Seuss: ‘Nature Which Cannot Be Driven To’

A Poem by Diane Seuss: ‘Nature Which Cannot Be Driven To’

Illustration by Akaterini Gegisian March 20, 2024, 8:50 AM ET To drive to it is to drive through it.Like a stalker, it is in the back seat of the car.It’s in the passenger seat, and the wires of the radio.You want to think of it as a destination,a two-week break from purchase power.Though you have purchased much to get there.Certain shoes, with certain soles.Like an exile in a self-made skiffin the middle of a tortured sea, natureis what you have done to it.Nature is you, and the doing to it,and your platitudes, and the wishingyou could do more, or could have done more.Could have done—a part of speech referred to asa “modal of lost opportunities.” Natureis the parts of speech, having learned them,and having forgotten them. It is the singularpronoun you looking in the mirror,realizing you could have done more to hold onto your beauty. Who are you kidding?You were never beautiful. There was nothingto hold on to. Nature is how you were born,with a birthmark that blazed when you cried,centered right between your browslike …