File Under: Me me me

The people over at ITCH (International Team of Comics Historians) had this to say about me today.  Reading it, I fell in love with myself all over again.  And then, posted on the same  day over at AIGA, came this most flattering tip of the toupee to my bad behavior.  I’m beginning to get the […]

For Paul Conrad, 1924 – 2010

Here is something that is currently running over at Truthdig.com to commemorate the passing of one of America’s truly great political cartoonists, Paul Conrad.  Portions of the remembrance were originally published in the LA Weekly in 2007.

In Conversation with Noam Chomsky

Here is a conversation that I had with Noam Chomsky about the counterculture.  In my description of the piece, which prefaces our talk, I say that it is the complete transcript of our conversation, which it is not.  The complete transcript is about 9000 words and Truthdig won’t post anything more than 5000.  Still, it’s […]

1973

Here is a piece I did for Truthdig about me wanting to be Angela Davis when I grew up.  Dig it.

File Under: No You Shut Up

It’s time for all you self-anointed liberal New-York-Times-reading oh so highly pedigreed academic assholes to lick my crystal balls – specifically, you who argued so confidently with me at parties and who, beginning in late 2006 and ending sometime in early 2009, wrote hundreds of angry emails to me and my various publishers insisting that […]

A Dog Goes Into a Bar…

The best thing about being a political cartoonist is that everything will always suck – always! – and there will never be a shortage of God-awful bullshit for an artist such as myself to exploit for meaning or meaninglessness.  Sure, on occasion I can dive into a bucket of shit and come up with a […]

Prizewinning Fish

I found out last Monday that the Society of Professional Journalists (SPJ) had given me this year’s Sigma Delta Chi Award for editorial cartooning.  My wife, a graduate of USC Annenberg School for Communication and Journalism, had heard of both the society and the award before and reacted with some measure of glee at the […]

The Crack in the Liberty Bell has Hair

Here is a cartoon that I did about 22 years ago, back when I was but a wee lass with a paintbrush, a prostate and a crazy dream that one day I’d be able to blow a conch shell.  It’s funny how something so throw-away can suddenly become relevant with new political significance . . […]

The Resurrection

A couple years ago I did a cartoon that offended practically everybody who looked at it.  Even the radicals who I knew – a rabble of loud-mouthed nihilists unlikely to blanch even at the inappropriate touching of their own puppy-holding, kitten-kissing inner children – were visibly irked by the drawing I showed them.  Posted on […]

Cover Boy

Looking for some of that sweet-ass New Yorker exposure (and cashola!), I’ve taken to throwing together cover ideas and tossing them into the ghost mail when they occur to me.  Being Mr. Fish and knowing that Eustace Tilley is on the receiving end of my pitches, I sometimes feel as if I’m casting expletives into […]