Richard Crowson

Editorial commentator

Richard Crowson is not only a editorial commentator for KMUW. He's also a cartoonist, an artist and a banjo player.

You might have heard him play with his band Pop & The Boys or with his wife at their standing gig at Watermark Books & Cafe. Richard is also KMUW's editorial cartoonist.

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This Valentine's Day I want to send a cartoonist’s hugs and kisses all the way up to Topeka: I love you truly, Sam Brownback,
But I also love Secretary of State Kobach,
And I love each person in the Legislative zoo
For you all make cartooning so easy to do I love the Kansas voters for each election’s results
My job would be much harder if they elected adults
And I love Fox News for how it spreads fear so slyly
I love Hannity and I love Bill O’Reilly I love...

Kansas’ Grand Supreme All-Powerful Prosecutorial and Eternally Diligent Secretary of State Kris Kobach has made a triumphant announcement.

For many years the rap on Kansas was that, yes, it may not be the most exciting place but golly-gee, what a wonderful state to raise a family in!

It’s New Year resolution time but, I suspect a lot of Kansas leadership is simply resolving not to change a single thing… (Tune of Auld Lang Syne) Should old positions be held to
And never ever changed
When evidence is just ignored
Isn’t that a bit deranged??? When evidence is everywhere
For Medicaid expansion now
Our legislators and governor
Cover up their ears and frown Sam Brownback’s economic plan
Should be shown to the door

Standing out like a darkened bulb amidst a string of bright Christmas lights, holiday grief visits many this time of year. Marketers bombard us with images of togetherness: jubilant party-goers, families sharing holiday meals, hearty toasts and squeals of glee. The pressure to be sociable and full of joy can make you feel like you’re in an elevator that’s packed with a dozen plump, tipsy Santas, squeezed between their bowls full of jelly as a deafening stream of “Ho ho hos” assaults your ears...

Having a cold during these early days of December is a pretty nostalgic experience for me. It seems like during my childhood I was often sick around the holidays. I contracted most of the 1950s childhood illnesses between my Thanksgivings and Christmases – mumps, chicken pox and measles. They all came down my chimney during the holidays. Ah, sweet nostalgia. A lot has been written about the narcissism of nostalgia, especially baby boomers’ nostalgia. Folks love to hate anything we boomers...

The lavishness of autumn is a sumptuous feast for the senses. You can feel the heaviness of the air, carrying with it the weight of expectation. It’s damp, it’s cool and it holds the promise of change. The sounds of rustling leaves, the sleepy drone of rainfall and the hissing of wet car tires down dampened streets. The fragrance of wet earth, the freshly fallen moist leaves and the tree trunks darkened from the rain, releasing their woody scent. Then there’s the light. Diffused, with golden...

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Lately I’ve had several friends click their ruby slippers together and move out of Kansas, away from heartless budget slashers, brainless science deniers and cowardly, lying politicians…so why not sing!

With Halloween just a little over a week away, it’s time to start thinking about what sort of scary costumes your family’s trick-or-treaters are going to wear. Fortunately, there are some super simple yet truly frightening trick-or-treating outfits these days. Say, for instance, you intend to drive the kiddies up to Topeka and have them ring the doorbell of Cedar Crest, where the Brownbacks reside. For a sure-fire, screech-inducing costume, wedge a pencil behind your child’s ear, put some...

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