And each sees something different. Or do they? The silly profundity of KRAZY KAT, or maybe the profound silliness. This example is from February 23, 1941. As a kid reading books about the history of comics, I was baffled by the occasional samples of this darn Kat. It looked so crude and simple, it was just "off" in some way. What was supposed to be so great about it? But one day, a bit of perception clicked into place and I suddenly appreciated Harriman's genius.