Jesus vs. Prince Harry

A Canadian Comedy Award winner, Michael Balazo has over a decade of stand up and sketch comedy experience. TV writing credits include This Hour Has 22...

It’s been an apocalyptically bad week for the visual arts. First, an old Spanish lady caused hysteria when she accidentally ruined a generic painting of Jesus. Then, erotic photographs of Prince Harry celebrating with a young woman were leaked on the Internet, prompting the world to yell, “No, not him!” with the kind of disbelief not seen since your dad admitted he was Santa. These two horrific events—like a cultural Hiroshima and Nagasaki—left me so distraught that I’ve been sprawled out on my bathroom floor for days, unable to function. 

First, to the Spanish Jesus crisis. Some people like to say you’ve either got “it” or you don’t. In this case, “it” is training in art restoration, and the person who definitely doesn’t have “it” is 81-year-old Cecelia Gimenez. As you know, Gimenez is the elderly Spanish butterfingers who made international headlines for completely murdering the century-old fresco of Jesus she was trying restore, transforming Elías García Martínez’s forgettable, humdrum image of Jesus as a suffering, all-too human Messiah into a swirly-faced, monkey-like fellow dressed in a baggy suit.

Some believers have accused Gimenez of blasphemy, and my heart goes out to them. Now that this Jesus painting is ruined, there are only about 12 billion other Jesus paintings left for them to gawk at like peasants. Perhaps most blasphemously, Gimenez’s efforts have made Martinez’s work the most famous Jesus painting on the planet, eclipsing both The Last Supper and Christ Descending a Staircase in popularity. In other words, Cecelia Gimenez is art’s new "It Girl."

We move now from religion to royalty, because it’s the year 2012. Prince Harry is in hot water again, and this time it’s not for drugs, dressing up like a Nazi, saying racist things, or attacking photographers. This time, Hedonistic Harry’s in Royal fudge for being photographed naked while partying it up in Sin City. Way to go, medium of photography. 

From what I can tell, the Queen wasn’t in the room at the time. Nonetheless, these photos are troubling. How could the young, spoiled product of centuries of inbreeding, debauchery, and unmerited privilege sink so low? How did a man who can afford the finest clothes in the land end up so utterly naked? Because, like so many of his kind, Prince Harry fell victim to the seductive charms of strip billiards.

Yes, strip billiards: the wildly popular game that has ruined the lives of some of history’s finest noblemen, from Ivan the Terrible all the way down to King Diamond. How many more royals will be torn asunder by the so-called “Demon’s balls” before the world’s kings and queens rally together to stamp them out?

It’s tough deciding which bag of garbage is the least garbagey, but I declare Cecelia Gimenez’s Jesus to be this week’s champion. The only thing keeping me from drowning myself in the toilet is the friendly, encouraging face of Monkey Jesus. “Come play with me!” he seems to say through his furry swirl-mouth. Sure, why not. He’s fun. He’s young. And he’s now.

A Canadian Comedy Award winner, Michael Balazo has over a decade of stand up and sketch comedy experience. TV writing credits include This Hour Has 22 Minutes (CBC/DHX Media), Scare Tactics (Syfy), Hot Snack Radio (Showcase), and popcultured (Comedy Network). Michael is a regular on-air contributor to Day 6 (CBC Radio/PRI) and has written sketches for BBC Radio 4's Recorded For Training Purposes. His blog Toronto Sun Cover Reviews was so popular that it inspired a cease and desist letter.