Jaffee's inventive work has enlivened the pages of MAD since 1955. To date he has pickled three generations of American kids in the braine of satire, and continues to bring millions of childhoods to untimely ends with the knowledge that parents are hypocrites, teachers are dummies, politicians are liars, and life isn't fair. Jaffee's work for MAD has made him a cultural icon, but the compelling and at times bizarre story of his life has yet to be told. A synopsis of Jaffee's formative years alone reads like a comic strip of traumatic cliff—hangers with cartoons by Jaffee and captions by Freud. Six—year—old Jaffee was separated from his father, unprooted from his home is Savannah, Georgia, and transplanted by his mother to a shtetl in Lithuania, a nineteenth—century world of kerosene lamps, outhouse, physical abuse, and near starvatio. He woukd be rescued by his father, returned to America, taken yet again by his mother back to the shtetl, and once again rescued by his father, even as hitler was on the march. When he finally settled back in America as a twelve—year—old wearing cobbled shoes and speaking his native English with a Yiddish accent, schoolmates called him "greenhor...Jaffee's inventive work has enlivened the pages of MAD since 1955. To date he has pickled three generations of American kids in the braine of satire, and continues to bring millions of childhoods to untimely ends with the knowledge that parents are hypocrites, teachers are dummies, politicians are liars, and life isn't fair. Jaffee's work for MAD has made him a cultural icon, but the compelling and at times bizarre story of his life has yet to be told. A synopsis of Jaffee's formative years alone reads like a comic strip of traumatic cliff—hangers with cartoons by Jaffee and captions by Freud. Six—year—old Jaffee was separated from his father, unprooted from his home is Savannah, Georgia, and transplanted by his mother to a shtetl in Lithuania, a nineteenth—century world of kerosene lamps, outhouse, physical abuse, and near starvatio. He woukd be rescued by his father, returned to America, taken yet again by his mother back to the shtetl, and once again rescued by his father, even as hitler was on the march. When he finally settled back in America as a twelve—year—old wearing cobbled shoes and speaking his native English with a Yiddish accent, schoolmates called him "greenhorn." He struggled with challenges at least as great as those he had met in Europe. His lauck changed, however, when he was chosen to be member of the first class to attend New York City's High School of Music and Art. There his artistic ability saved him.(展開)
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