The other night I was thinking about old advertising slogans that no one really thinks about any more. “Where’s the beef?” “Takes a licking and keeps ticking.” “Lose weight with AYDS.” You know the ones: victims of changing times and products. Sometimes the product they’d been hawking continues, having shifted to a new motif, other times the product and the company that sold it are gone along with the old advertising slogan.
While I was thinking about this, I remember hearing that Dr. Seuss got his start, before he began writing a corpus of wonderful children’s books, doing advertisment copy for, among other things, Standard Oil’s pesticide Flit. The slogan that I’d heard launched his career involved a dragon menacing a castle, and someone calling out, “Quick, Henry! The Flit!”
So, since, like all right-thinking Americans of a certain age, I’ve always enjoyed Dr Seuss’ artwork, I got around to plugging that phrase into Google to find out what the art looked like.
I found this collection of several of his commercial images. Very interesting.
Alas, I was also rudely reminded that he was working, primarily, in the between War years of the twentieth century. And that society has changed drastically since then. These images and copy were apparantly considered unexceptional, even funny and charming, in their day.
WARNING LINKS CONTAIN OFFENSIVE IMAGES
I have broken the links, so the reader will have to correct them to see the images in question. If you don’t care to follow the links you can just take it as read that a number of offensive stereotypes about Africans or African-Americans are being used, in the images.
orpheus.ucsd.edu/speccoll/dsads/flit/1929booklet/flitbooklet1929-17.shtml
orpheus.ucsd.edu/speccoll/dsads/flit/flitclip22.shtml
orpheus.ucsd.edu/speccoll/dsads/flit/1929booklet/flitbooklet1929-17.shtml
And all I can do looking at them is cringe.
Several years ago I’d had it pointed out to me that some of the original lyrics to Gilbert and Sullivan’s music were rather racist. I was saddened, but not too shocked. After all, those were Victorian era Englishmen. One must expect a certain level of racism to be endemic.
And, frankly, G&S were both quite safely dead by the time I was born - I can tell myself that their attitudes were safely in the past. That I can enjoy their works without endorsing all their beliefs.
I find that reasoning doesn’t work when the artist in question is Dr. Seuss.
I don’t know if it’s that I hold him in so much higher esteem than I’d ever held G&S. I just know it’s going to be a while before I can watch The Grinch without being reminded of the linked images and saddened.