On its base of bricks, concrete rubble, an unexploded bomb, and a broken Ionic column, the impossibly tottering tower of detritus, including a prognostic skull and cannon barrel, reminisces gleefully over the pages of MAD Magazine, where so many presumptions of civilization fell to ruin in comic heaps, while the lofty plow, embodying the precarious position that peace has always occupied in the world, simultaneously assumes the exalted nature of an ideal and advocates tacitly for Notkin’s adopted credo of eternal vigilance: “be alert, be aware, and be active.”
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