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Wednesday, April 29, 2015

R.I.P., Freddie Gray

Living and working in Baltimore over the past 6 years, I have really come to enjoy the city - the people and the place. I enjoy the strong sense of community my multiracial neighborhood gives me with some households having been there across multiple generations.

Freddie Gray's brutal death at the hands of the police reminded me of how tenuous that harmony can be. I have seen what many commentators have already expressed: the social fabric of Baltimore was already thin, frayed from a long history of injustice and never really mended in a meaningful way.

This injustice stems from the political and wealth elites' dual economy model, which separates the haves from the have nots into two separate and unequal communities. This model, intentional or not, is racist at its core. It systematically excludes the majority of city residents from equitable access to economic opportunities, public resources and political decision-making, making a mockery of any pretense of a "free market" or democracy.

It is no surprise then to see how many in this city responded to Freddie Gray's tragic death, because it came on top of any number of other similar incidents, many of which they or their families have experienced directly. We need a more intentional effort to restore bonds between all people in this city, across racial and class lines. It is only when we recognize that our individual well-being is connected an interdependent with that of our fellows that we'll maybe then be able to enjoy a just peace.

Shake it, Bubba. Don't break it.

I may be posting this a bit late with recent events in Baltimore having rightly knocked this issue out of the news cycle, but I don't really want to let the Clintons off the hook all the same. Here is yet another example of their political corruption played at a very high, consequential level while still trying to claim they are being transparent and up front with sordid, inner operations of their family foundation.

The only thing transparent about how this family operates is its naked ambition to obtain and consolidate power, which makes them no better or worse than most of their fellow politicians. That's fine. Just please don't make me swallow any more nonsense about some higher calling that motivates their actions. I don't know what makes me want retch more - the hypocrisy or the image of Bill in hot pants. Better bring me a bucket...I think I'm going to be sick.

Monday, March 23, 2015

Bibi Walks This Way

Yikes and Double Yikes!!! It's been more than a year and a half since my last graphic tirade. But injustice has a way of firing me up so that I'm ready to go...cartoon! Sadly it's my wacky cousins out there in Israel who are raising my ire, and one little noodnik in particular - Bibi Netanyahu. His scorched earth tactics in the recent Israeli elections are a nice companion to his land grabbing ways when it comes to his utter disrespect for the Oslo accords. He's a thug, pure and simple, without an ethical bone in his body, which is why it means nothing to him to break a few Palestinian kneecaps and vertebrae just so that he can cling to power. Move over Steve Tyler, here comes Bibi...

Monday, August 12, 2013

Judge Dreddful

The President's press conference last week confirmed for me that now was the time to roll out the following 'toon, especially when he said, "I don't think Mr. Snowden is a patriot ... I signed an executive order all before Mr. Snowden leaked this information that provided whistleblower protection to the intelligent committee or the first time, so there were other avenues available for somebody whose conscience was stirred and felt they needed to question government actions."

Seriously? What avenues would those be? The ones leading to a primo de luxe suite at Club Gitmo? Maybe as a gesture to the human rights crowd, the Administration will let Snowden room with PFC Bradley Manning, so they can swap stories on how good it feels like to be "protected." 

Monday, August 5, 2013

Anthony Mayor Weiner...I Wish Were

The sordid saga continues...and I wouldn't be an editorial cartoonist if I didn't pen at least one 'toon on it, so here it is. That's one "election" I sure wouldn't want to have to observe.Yikes.

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Desecrating Trayvon's Hallowed Ground

Trayvon could have been my son. My son could have been Trayvon.

Last Friday, a cold-blooded murderer was set free and now he gets his gun back from a state governed by cold-blooded murderers.

Note to self and everyone else who has children: your sons...and daughters...are not safe in this land of cold-blooded murderers.

Ban handguns now and end racial injustice...and put George Zimmerman where he belongs...behind bars...for life.

'Nuff said.

Monday, July 1, 2013


I shouldn’t' be picking on Clarence Thomas. There were, after all, four other men who voted to strike down a cornerstone of established civil rights law, Supreme Court Invalidates Key Part of Voting Rights Act. Still, he seems to have an almost pathological zeal in his pursuit to roll back the clock in this country to a simpler time, say 60 years ago, when all was white, I mean right in the world, and everyone knew their place.

His and the other "justices'" decision now gives the Southern states in question the green light to break out their poll taxes from mothballs to re-disenfranchise (if that's a word) people of color unlucky enough to live in their domains. Sure, they'll dress up this blatant effort to rob people of color of their rights as high-minded efforts to prevent voter fraud, and they'll probably use their white hoods and robes to do the dressing.

Fortunately, Attorney General Eric Holder has promised that President Obama and the Department of Justice will vigilantly contest any such effort to suppress voting rights...assuming they’re not too busy assassinating American citizens overseas without any due process or hunting down whistleblowers for revealing unconstitutional US government programs. I'm certainly feeling reassured; makes me feel like partying like it's nine-teen-fifty-nine!