Well, Baby, I’m sad, and I’m down ‘Cause I’m progressive but I live in a conservative town My next door neighbor’s just the nicest guy you ever could meet But he’s a deep shade of crimson from his head to his feet I vote left, but never right All my candidates get beat up every election night But this time I thought a victory was within my grasp But then they counted all those red votes and I lost my ass-pirations
There’s a creeping, ghoulish specter out there haunting the state of Kansas this Halloween. The green, misty tentacles of its hot, fetid breath are curling and twining around us and even entering the very ears of Kansans everywhere. It’s called dark money.
The secretive spending by special interest groups during this election season has led to Kansas being the state with the “highest percentage of TV ads paid for by secretive outside money,” according to a recent story in the Wichita Eagle.
Pity poor Kansas Secretary of State Kris Kobach. He finds himself recently in the unenviable situation of having to argue against his own intentions. Here is a man who has spent years working feverishly to keep certain people from voting.
Let me just say that as a political cartoonist, I love having the Republican elephant and Democratic donkey symbols to work with. They are so universally understood that I notice when speaking to elementary school students that by the ages of 9 or 10, most of them know what the elephant and the donkey stand for.
I’m not a huge fan of guns. But I used to like them. At one time I had 2 rifles, 7 pistols (including a snub-nose .38!) and a Tommy gun. I blasted away at anything that moved. It made me feel powerful and important. I was 9. My room was protected, not by Smith and Wesson but by Mattel.
Our celebrity-obsessed culture has a lot of trouble handling death. Arguably our ordinary everyday American culture does as well, but in the aftermath of Robin Williams’ passing, it’s become obvious that the end of a celebrity’s life can just leave us mystified.
A poll revealed last year that 48 percent of American adults are open to the idea that alien spacecraft are visiting earth to observe us.
Why they would want to observe us is a question that I’d count among life’s greatest mysteries. Perhaps it’s a little bit like not being able to take your eyes off of a situation that you know is going to be awful. Sometimes you just can’t look away.
It strikes me that among the ethereal mysteries of our planet, there are some that it would be deeply challenging to explain to a visitor from another world. Some of these pleasures are things like music, art and lightning bugs.
It’s Independence Day for the women of America! You are now officially independent from the tyrannical rule of equality. No longer do you have to suffer by being clumped into the same category as men when it comes to issues like reproduction.