And there I sit, unable to set pen to paper for editorial cartooning because the political discourse has become so insular and platitudinous that satire can appear only derivative of the reality it’s attempting to exaggerate.
There it sits on the calendar, Election Day, like a megaton turd of brain-draining Kryptonite, its intellectually deleterious effects emanating out from the Tuesday after the first Monday of November like moron radiation from a black hole of empty pomp and circumscription so devoid of meaning that not even irony can escape it. ~
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The first sentence is worth quoting, as well:
By Mr. Fish
There it sits on the calendar, Election Day, like a megaton turd of brain-draining Kryptonite, its intellectually deleterious effects emanating out from the Tuesday after the first Monday of November like moron radiation from a black hole of empty pomp and circumscription so devoid of meaning that not even irony can escape it.
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Bitterly Jealous Editor:
And he can draw stuff, too!
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