Thank you. Nice piece.
Louis Armstrong in the 1920s and then Joe Louis in the 1930s were accepted broadly by Americans. They were both heroes. But before and at the start of WW I, Jack Johnson had been hated and called every vile name. Herriman had reason to fear losing his livelihood.
I wish people would stop using "Creole" as a synonym for "Black" or "Multiracial." The Creoles of New Orleans were the descendants of French colonists and very very particular about their identity. They were also very very enthusiastic about taking black and multiracial mistresses. I've no doubt Mr. Herriman was descended from Creoles, and I've no doubt that his Creole ancestors would have called him an "octoroon" or some such.
You can see them all on Netflix these days...perhaps elsewhere as well.Wild stuff..didn't know he was black not that matters except to the PC crowd and it seems to you..Pity how you make everything a racial issue. Is this a sickness? Must be.
What about the Katzenjammer Kids? That was fun too...gone and somewhat forgotten.
Always a fan of the Kat, I was also a regular at the Krazy Kat bar, on the infamous strip called East Main Street, in old Norfolk, VA, during my navy days in the mid 1950's. As I recall there were framed pictures of Krazy on the walls and it was surprising how may old salts loved him, or her, as the case may be.
It was a fun place, as was this piece a wonderful homage to Herriman. Thanks.