Sick,
Sick, Sick
 There
is no small amount of irony drifting through the
cat-hair festooned hallways of Casa Lefty this
weekend as on Friday I didst sign up for ye olde
Obamacare,
and
on Saturday
I came down sick as ye olde dog, or cat. Yes, I
got my flu shot last October but this is something
new
and
special.
I'm still beleaguered by this canine onus but
not so much that I can't crank out a mediocre 'toon.
As for my ACA experience, being a freelance creative
provider puts me in, shall we say, a modest enough
income
bracket that I got a honkin' huge tax break on
health care. For me, at least, the system not only
works but it's giving me a foot rub and filling
in the big words in the New York Time crossword
puzzle. In ink.
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I created this cartoon while pondering the idea
that we may never be able to ken the deeper, darker
secrets of our physical universe because we may
be genetically incapable of asking the right questions.
To put it another way, if humans
were only modestly less intelligent we would have
been incapable of developing spears and flint knives
much less internal combustion engines or the Waffle
Taco.
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A couple of Raging Pencils specific
notes then I'm going to go get cozy with a Nyquil-and-avocado
smoothie.
Friday's cartoon, the one featuring Jesus being
mercilessly tickled by a T Rex, was almost universally
reviled,
which is strange because it made me laugh out loud.
I will never understand you people. (Yes, I do.
You're all a bunch of knee-jerk liberal weirdos.)
Secondarily, March of 2014 has established a high-water
mark for Raging Pencils in terms of page-views.
This is significant as it was a more-or-less normal
month
without any
'toons going absurdly viral so, thank you, esteemed
readers for making my nipples hard enough to cut
glass. Very soft glass.
=Lefty=
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