Page 13 Cartoons
Hoping for Obama in ’08
America is not as divided as the pundits would have us believe. Our perceived disagreement stems from a tendency to miss the forest for the trees. We get too bogged down in the minutiae of policy, and in the process we overlook the fact that regardless of ideology, we all yearn for a stronger and safer country that aspires to fulfill its fundamental ideals.
The Bush Administration changes course
President Bush’s poor planning and lack of intelligent responses to many issues have spawned anti-Bush blocs in America and around the world. From gay-marriage to Guantánamo, his neo-con positions have drawn criticism from personalities as varied as Tim Kaine and Tim McGraw. But recently, Bush seems to have realized that he does not have to do everything wrong. The administration has careened backwards for six years, but it has accomplished enough in the last year to prove that a turnaround, though it may have come too late in this case, is not impossible. Between election coverage and the press’ prejudice against the administration, most of these accomplishments have been overlooked.
The Elegance of Winter
It’s amazing how the winter can pick me apart, piece by piece. First the actual dream, then the hope, then the reason for hope, then the possibility for hope. It... Read more
UN needs effective adaptation policy
As representatives from over 180 countries, intergovernmental and nongovernmental organizations and the media fly to Bali, Indonesia for the thirteenth United Nations Climate Change Conference, they prepare for two weeks of what has been perceived as “make-or-break” negotiations on the future of international climate change policy.
Violence is never sexy
Violence is never sexy. Missiles fire erotically erect through tight canals leaving shards of shrapnel.
As it is, I stand now listless lifeless and still Watching the ebbs of the river outdo The dying ebbs of my river flowing inside.
bruises and pearls
Don’t worry, mother, he is no more. A string of pearls and a torn nibble of lace, Blood emerged to frame her face, The creature had cursed us before.
“...the accident had claimed his heart and mangled it like the wreck of her silver Mercedes on the side of the road.”
Teddy slips some whisky into his bottle of Coca-Cola. It’s the Coca-Cola generation, as Godard once said, and he takes a swig. He’s in line at a bookstore. It’s another... Read more
Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow: Part 1
All the scuzzlecrafts were out and about. The view through our man’s windshield showed the completeness of the system as he went flying from level to level of the city, drooping, soaring, twisting and canoozling (if he had ever chosen to be daring). The skyscape was never as beautiful as it was at rush hour. The sleepy sun was almost beneath the ocean and darting wizzerskids alongside leviathan autowoofs rose above its electric amber glow casting shadows on the clouds above. The skyfull of shiny cylinders shooting below mulberry and barley colored clouds, going to and fro all in a hurry to get home before . . .
One day her grandmother, too, will be as much as part of the landscape as the pine trees.
His feet never fit comfortably into his shoes. Once he had a pair of sneakers that made them look like the feet of a fat man squirming into a pair of dress spats several sizes too small, but mostly his feet looked like dead fish crammed into cases of canvas and leather.
This Unchosen Place
Downtown has already unloaded itself of suits and skirts for the night, and it’s mere bad luck that William has met Sam Every’s eye…
Giving Up Jesus for Lent
“I wanted him to come back,” she said, the sleeve of her striped pink blouse sagging to expose the protruding, wing-like bone of her shoulder blade. Sloshing the water around in her glass, she whispered, “I need to get this water out of my veins.”
One day, while I was cleaning my dorm room, I found a tiny pirate. I looked inside a gym bag I hadnÂ’t used in a while, and there he was.