I don’t see no problem with Eek-A-Mouse selling more records than Elvis, Michael Jackson and Beatles. He could be the emperor of Ethiopia and build castles for the homeless, too. There’s nothing comically far-fetched about his vision of a world where we can hear reggae on the radio. No problem with that. But it’s not Mouse’s world, unfortunately. 50 billion people are not buying his records. Mouse remains on the fringe, thanks to his comic weirdness. When he could be out there solving all kinds of world problems.