Sometimes my job involves "research." Sometimes that "research" is pissing away the morning watching Heat Miser and his brother on You Tube. Sometimes something comes of it.
People often ask me if I miss President Bush--the implication being that he created so much material for satirists that we could coast. His war with the English language was amusing, but his tenure was so awash in tragedy--both circumstances beyond his control and his often disastrous responses to them. I always welcome fresh blood. Especially arrogant fresh blood. It's also preferable to kick people when they're up.
This was too much for me to resist. Funny movie, "votes" rhymes with "goats," and a chance to satirze Harry Reid's unwarranted confidence in his mental abilities.
CNN is still monkeying with the new site and I'm told my material is hard to find. That should be corrected by Friday. Meanwhile, here's last week's cartoon.
Okay. I've been away. And missed the Nobel Peace Prize Panel hanging a MISSION ACCOMPLISHED banner behind President Obama. This was the last cartoon I drew before departing. It was really relevant back then.
Man, that's a great show, and the principles are fun to draw. I'm not really sure what they have to do with health care, but the both the recess and the end of season two were fast approaching. I was trying to work in Rahm Emanuel being a vampire---Maxine Waters thinks he sucks---but it seemed forced.
CNN should have the latest Cartoon Clicks up later this morning. It was this or Skip Gates, and we've all seen the kind of trouble you can get into when you weigh in on that. If it's still around next week, and barring Madonna's death I think it will be, I'm going to take a crack at it.
Drawing cartoons critical of the GOP right now is a little like picking on the Detroit Lions. Then again, the Lions aren't fond of telling the rest of us how to live our lives.
I live for the days when a resident of a Christian-Oriented Group Home admits he's been banging his friend's wife. Then I find out they were both on his payroll. You stay classy, Poor Man's James Brolin.
Sitting presidents talking to the portraits of their predecessors became a cliche long ago. I think I've freshened the concept with President Obama strutting past them. I had KISS playing in my mind the entire time I drew this. They do seem very pleased with themselves.
Early in my Jazzy John Romita-Spiderman-centric adolescence, MARVEL debuted "Red Sonja: She-Devil with a Sword." She lived in the age of Conan and was a million times hotter than the future Associate Justice.
Like so many things in my life, I'm half-assed at being a Trekkie (errr Trekker). Still, I've got enough game to lay out the Kobayashi Maru and Prime Directive on the Rs.
I've had a thing about Grover for a while. I spoke with him years ago for an article for Washingtonian. As part of his Reagan Legacy Project, he was trying to bump the first Treasury Secretary, Alexander Hamilton, from the ten for you-know-who. An aircraft carrier seems appropriate for now. Still call the DC airport "National."
I wasn't completely happy with how this turned out. "The Dude" is very important to me and I hate to do a ham-fisted job with personal iconography. Also---it's a minor sin not having Neil Patrick Harris in this cartoon.
Newt as a Catholic---where to start? The whole genesis, excuse the expression, of his third marriage is a good place. He said he wanted to worship alongside his wife Callista, who is described as a "Devout Catholic" on their website. Let's add it up--their trysts would occur after Newt watched her sing with the choir at the National Shrine of the Basilica. He was running around on his second wife and Callista was already in a relationship with a member of Newt's staff. Yup, he'll fit in just fine. Or maybe I'm bitter because I gave up alcohol for Lent.
The WH Press Corps is lousy with Roll Call alumni and my editor, Charlie Mitchell was cool with me working them into this cartoon. Meanwhile, Congress continues to prove itself the weakest sister in government.
I really like drawing Obama smoking. A cigarette is becoming part of my caricature and it gives me something to do with his hands. Also fast becoming part of the Presidential caricature--his teleprompter.
There's a lot I like about this cartoon. I get to do a "Hu-Who?" joke; take another swipe at Bush; revisit "Too Big To Fail"; and oh yeah, preview our new, capitulatory relationship with our Chinese Overlords.
So this Chas Tenenbaum-look-a-like read Barry Goldwater's "Conscience of a Conservative." Then he spent three minutes reading the Cliff's Notes at CPAC to a bunch of Republicans who had never heard of it. They ate it up, never realizing that he's the closet thing Bill Buckley's old outfit has to an intellectual these days.
The similarities between how the Obama and Bush administrations govern are as stark as their policies are different. In both cases, every issue is a crisis that requires immediate action---NO TIME TO THINK---and these actions are all based on best case scenario. I spoke with a bunch of my neighbors while I was leaning on my rake Saturday and no one thinks there will be robust growth by 2010. How can Obama?