Sixty years ago, a new magazine took newsstands by storm. It was smart, funny, irreverent, and spoke to a generation of readers anxious to break free from the yoke of post-war blandness. I’m talking, of course, about Mad.
Every modern-era comedian and humorist worth his spit-take will tell you they owe their warped sense of humor to that warpest of all publications. The crazed, hinge-limbed art of Don Martin and Jack Davis along with the surreal wit of the writers—the self-proclaimed Gang of Idiots—for better or worse (better, I say!) developed the way kids, and many adults, looked at life, usually with a wink and a nod.
Celebrating the best of that venerable brand is the new book, Totally Mad: 60 Years of Humor, Satire, Stupidity and Stupidity (Time Home Entertainment). If you haven’t seen a copy of the magazine in a while, don’t worry. Dave Berg’s Lighter Side, Spy vs. Spy, the TV and movie parodies, the back cover fold-ins … they’re all here. And at least for this fan, once I opened the pages, the hysterical memories came flooding back. In fact, I had to fend off an executive editor whose name shall go unmentioned for the lone review copy!
Some people like to travel by train because it combines the slowness of a car with the cramped public exposure of an airplane.
I think my pilot was a little inexperienced. We were sitting on the runway, and he said, “OK, folks, we’re gonna be taking off in a just few—whoa! Here we go.”
“I can’t wait until your vacation is over.” —Everyone following you on Instagram
A man knocked on my door and asked for a donation toward the local swimming pool. So I gave him a glass of water.
Comedian Greg Davies
Just found the worst page in the entire dictionary. What I saw was disgraceful, disgusting, dishonest, and disingenuous.
Client: We need you to log in to the YouTube and make all our company videos viral.
My cat just walked up to the paper shredder and said, “Teach me everything you know.”
“Just because you can’t dance doesn’t mean you shouldn’t dance.” —Alcohol
@yoyoha (Josh Hara)
My parents didn’t want to move to Florida, but they turned 60 and that’s the law.
Q: What do you call an Amish guy with his hand in a horse’s mouth?
A: A mechanic.