(Q).E.D.
This comic originated from recently
hearing someone ask if anti-maskers
normally cover their mouths when they
sneeze or cough. And the general agreement
is, yes, they do. Which just drives
home what hateful, moronic assholes
these people are.
Believe it or don't I've been wrestling
with this cartoon for three days. Did
I, I asked myself, really want to show
my cartoon avatar being urinated upon?
Well, since you're looking at it, and
probably retching a little, I suppose
I did. Though we shall all hope for
more enlightened ''toons soon, shall
we?
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If you're wondering why I'm not opining
graphically about Afghanistan it's
for the same reason that I'm not making
comics about our leaving Vietnam.
First, we shouldn't have gone there
and, second, we needed to get the
fuck out as soon as possible.
Eisenhower
tried to warn us about the military-industrial (congressional)-complex but
we're still not listening. By now, it (and
by "it" I mean "institutionalized murder") has become
a socialized jobs program that exists largely to profit
government insiders handsomely.
It was never about communism or terrorism. It's
about naked greed and a willingness to look the other
way when it comes to slaughtering innocent people.
That being said, I hope all Americans in Afghanistan
get safely out, all of our Afghan allies find a new
home, and that the Taliban moderates into a sensible
governing force.
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I sort of promised earlier this week
to talk about the Infinite Cat Project,
and
so I
shall.
The ICP was a web site that I began
in 2006 featuring cats watching other
cats
on computer monitors. (Here
are the first
50 cats converted into a nice, nifty video package.) It was fearsomely popular
for the first
couple
of years
and the
line
of felines
eventually
stretched to over 1850 cats.
The site
also featured art, comic, games, stories,
and health advice all centered on the
subject
of the moggies. The ICP found its way
into news articles, several books and
and least two
video productions.
In
2020 Covid-19 came into our lives. I knew from the
very beginning this virus was serious business and
I, frankly, feared for my future.
Then, almost exactly a year ago, Summer of 2020, I
received an email from a British concern which inquired
if I wished to sell the ICP.
Coincidentally, I had been pondering for some time
the eventual fate of the web site as I am, as you might
suspect, getting on in years
and there
is
no one among my friends and family who I know would
take the task upon themselves should I meet my timely
fate. (All
fates are timely unless it happens to YOU.)If I went,
the site would go, too. (As would this one, but let's
not think about that.)
The Brits promised they'd continue the ICP indefinitely
and that they'd employ all the newest technology to
bring the site into the
21st
century. After some haggling we agreed at what I considered
a fair price and the deed was done, though the moment
I pressed the "Accept" button on the escrow site was
one of the hardest and most emotionally wrought moments
in my storied life.
But it had to be done. And so accept I did.
Sadly, all their promises went for naught as their
real goal in purchasing the site was not the cats
but the backlinks, which all now refresh to a pet supply
site. Yes, there is a token handful of the original
cat pics but the page seems to have been programmed
by a toddler. Don't waste your time.
And yet I still missed my daily commune with the
kitties so I shortly thereafter developed The
Poozycat Project.
Believe it or not, though, the Infinite Cat Project
still lives on, trapped in cyber-amber, in its Summer
of '20 version at archive.org.
You can also view a fan's exceptional revamp of the
concept at
catdive.com.
Highly recommended.
If you have any other questions, like where you can
play "Cat
Bowling", let me know.
=Lefty=
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