August 23, 1953

On this date in in 1953, aspiring graffiti artist Captain George C. Davison of Staten Island, New York was thrown into a North Korean prison for fifteen days for penciling in a moustache on a picture of Mao Tze Tung. The communist officials were not amused, but freed Davison after he served his time. Davison said he went with a big handlebar mustache instead of the Fu Manchu or Hitler ‘stache, as everyone would expect to see the Hitler ‘stache or Fu Manchu on a Chinese communist leader. Davison did state that he hoped to visit Russia after his release from the North Korea POW camp and draw mustaches on posters of Georgy Malenkov and Nikita Khrushchev, as neither of those Russians could grow a decent mustache to save their lives.

About Joel Byers

Born in North Georgia and educated at some very fine public institutions. Real education started after graduating from college and then getting married and raising two boys. Has the ability to see the funny and absurd in most things and will always remark on it, even if it means getting the stink-eye from his victims.
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3 Responses to August 23, 1953

  1. Drunk Commenter says:

    Holy crap, man! Thos Korans sure take art seriously.

    I once got drunk and took a leak in an antique vase amd all they did was ban me from the museum. 15 days in jail for drawing a mustach, that is hard core.

    He should just waited til one of his buddies was asleep and draw a mustache on him instead. That reminds me I think I’ve got a magic marker around here some where.

  2. Sober Commenter says:

    Remind me to never go back and read my own comments when I’m sober.

    Why doesn’t anybody ever stop me from making such a fool of myself?

  3. Drunk Commenter says:

    Damn, I’m no fun when I’m sober. Shut up, sober me! SHUT UP! lool

    I know why nobodys tops me from posing thing when I’m drunk. I’ts because I’m too funny! I mean really I crack my self up. I went back and read the art one and that’s a great story about the museum, and its true too!

    Of course it maybe none of my friends stop me becaise I don’t reallly have any freinds. I did have one friend but he fell alsleep and I drew a mustach on his face with a magic marker and he didn’t think it was funny problably because it was a permanent marker but I thought that was what it WAS funny! Okay so it wasn’t a mustache, it was a dick. I drew a dick on his face with a premenant magic marker and he got mad and quit being my friend anymore.

    Okay, now I’m sad. Scrw you, sober me! I’m going to have a nother drinks.

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