I've avoided commenting on the Obama New Yorker cover flap because I have nothing original to say, as opposed to the Gret Stet's gret toonmeister Greg Peters who expresses his opinions here and here. I do, however, wish my bruthas and sistas on the political left would lighten up and laugh at themselves. In 2004, I was a staunch Kerry supporter and I still made teevee's Lurch jokes about him because he looks like, well, teevee's Lurch. You rang?
Now that I've given aid and comfort to the enemy by mocking someone I like, where was I? Oh yeah, satire and cartoons. As you know I like 'em both and, as you may have also figured out by now, my favorite current political cartoonist is a Brit (no, not Brit Hume, he's a dickweed,) Steve Bell of the Guardian. Speaking of Barry Blitt's Obama cover, here's a link to Bell's take on it.
A recent cartoon by Bell really floated my boat (rang my chimes?) because it depicts Vice President Duce as a ventriloquist and President Beavis as his dummy. When I was a kid, I wanted to be a ventriloquist after seeing Edgar Bergen and Charlie McCarthy on some teevee variety or chat show. I just couldn't get past the whole gargling whilst throwing my voice thing. It was terribly messy so I dropped it and the dummy as well. <bada boom>
Anyhoo, here's the aforementioned recent toon by Steve Bell:
© 2008 by Steve Bell.
This reconfirms to me that you, Adrastos, are not only a malaka but my
perfect nemesis. Like cannibalism, we share a ventriloquist fascination.
When I was in the fifth grade, I got a Charly McCarthy dummy for Xmas. I
practiced and even did a ventriloquist show for our school's talent show.
Of course it was awful. But then I saw the movie Magic and put Charly in a
box forever.