My own name pales in comparison.

As you may know I have an impressive, long and aristocratic name that when pronounced with just the right amount of snootiness makes me sound as though I had class, money, or style. None of which I possess. But my name is nothing compared to Czech-born German painter Gabriel Cornelius Von Max. Nothing I tell you! I officially declare him the Possessor of History's Greatest Name, Non-Emperor Division. (No matter the culture, the Emperor always has the best name). He painted some impressively disturbing and mildly spiteful things before dying in Munich in 1915. Munich is where the majority of his work still resides including his most famous painting: Monkeys as Judges of Art. It's, just, well, it's just fucked up and that's all there is to it. But it's fucked up in a compelling way. I refuse to believe that the obvious metaphor is the one he was shooting for: "Hey you jerks looking at my paintings, yeah you're all monkeys." He was, in fact, fascinated with Darwinian evolution and I think was saying something different, but still...it's Monkeys as Judges of Art which is wonderful on any level which you want it to be wonderful.