July 17, 2008

New Yorker 7.21.08

I reserve the right to be as offensive as I want in my cartoons, and to exaggerate however I please -- but I want my cartoons to work, to be good cartoons. A cartoon that fails to communicate its message in a way that readers understand is nothing more than a bad cartoon.
Daryl Cagle political cartoonist


If The New Yorker wants to get into the political cartoon business, it ought to hire some political cartoonists.
Ted Rall Association of American Editorial Cartoonists


If you're spending time on this, it must be summer!
Signe Wilkinson editorial cartoonist


Now that we've had our group fainting spell over the latest New Yorker cover, our bloggers exhausted, our pundits redundant, our analysts spent: this might be a time to wonder... what was that exactly?

Did all the huffiness and bilge amount to much besides the artist (what's his name?) getting a boot of notoriety and the rest of us (who are we again?) lavishly spinning our spokes?

Will a single voter change course because of this picture? Will the bungled satire cause two exhaustively scrutinized citizens to thicken up their skin against the muddy season? And if they do, so long as they keep their bright minds on the prize, this apparently being our collective inalienable freedoms to frazzle ourselves silly over words and pictures if we want to, what's the harm in that?

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