[UA] A fairly UA novel (online for free) and very UA short graphic novel

[Aaron Harmon]

http://www.pointlesswasteoftime.com/smf/index.php?topic=21740.msg577356#msg577356

OK the graphic is about 10 - 15 panels but pretty good. it was an entry to
win a printed copy of this

www.johndiesattheend.com

excerpts:
*October 26, 2000*

*I*t was Ronald McDonald's eyes that haunted me.

I had been walking toward the entrance of one of the six McDonald's
franchises in Rockville when I glanced at the cartoon clown logo in the
window, and screamed. I frightened one little girl on the sidewalk so badly
that she screamed, too. One middle-aged man in a baseball cap who had been
strolling toward the entrance behind me very discreetly turned on his heels
and walked the other way. I felt like a jackass.

But I couldn't help it. I stood there on the sidewalk outside the restaurant
for several minutes, gawking at the thing. It was one of those clear plastic
static signs, pressed to the inside of the glass with the cartoon image
filling most of that pane. The cloud of red hair, the size 60 red shoes, the
yellow suit, and the...well...

I reached out and brushed my fingers over the glass.

*The image is so perfectly drawn, so vivid*, I thought.

Other late-night customers brushed past me and cast quick, stealthy glances
my way, looking at the crazy man with the beard stubble and the ruffled dark
hair, wearing the faded charcoal jacket over a black button-up shirt with a
row of crimson chinese characters down the front (it's not as gay as it
sounds). *Look at the nut, staring into the four foot-tall corporate logo
like it holds the meaning of life. Don't get too close to him, honey.*

But they didn't see what I saw, I was sure of that. They weren't looking or
screaming or puking. No, they saw the happy clown with his arms spread wide,
one leg cocked at a 45-degree angle with one red floppy clown shoe tipped up
into the air, big smile spread across his red and white face, welcoming
paying customers into his burger factory. I remembered it from the last 100
times I had been here.

What I saw at the moment was a clown standing there with his gut split
raggedly open, as if cut with a dull utility razor. He was... how can I put
this delicately? In this perfectly-rendered and shaded cartoon he was using
his own white-gloved hands to feed a rope of his own intestines into his
mouth.

Detailed. Yes. It was very, very detailed, I observed.

But it was those eyes that got me. His expressive cartoon eyes pulsed with a
terror about to boil over into madness. Tears streaked his face, sweat
beaded his forehead. Those eyes pled with me, looked right into me and
screamed for mercy. Begged to be put out of his misery. Those eyes told a
story I didn't want to hear. It was a perfect cartoon rendering, not just of
a man eating himself, but of a man *being forced* to eat himself.
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