*Have you seen the little piggies? Is Martha really 'my' dear? Can one find true happiness in a warm gun? What does wild honey taste like? Where do savoy truffles grow? Why don't we do it in the road? Is mother nature's son really a boy? What is it that everybody is hiding that me and my monkey don't know about?
If you answer these talmudic challenges, you've partially solved the mystery of the Beatles' White Album, the most conundrum-riddled, paradox-ridden, lyrically-challenged of their great LP's. For decades it has cast a dark shadow over man's (and woman's) capacity of comprehension. If you listen carefully, the lyrics of each song contains a single clue that unravels a larger tapestry designed to confound even the most savvy among us. So breaking the White Album's secret code offers the key to understanding the nature of nature. And so complex is this feat that it takes thirty comics artists to attempt the implausible.
So to those who are holding this issue of Rabid Rabbit: May the force be with you and patience be your virtue. Read carefully, look intently and don't forget to Ob La Di, Obla Da! *Source Inside Cover