Six bloody years

On the off chance that anyone cares, this month is the sixth anniversary of this blog. In that time, it's been viewed (gasp) 10,479 times. That's 1750 hits, more or less, a year. Man, we're burnin' up the net.

Oh, and the guy in the next office reminds me that the sequel to Many Believable Lies is in the pipeline. This one's gonna be called Clash by Night, and he really, really hopes to have it out on Amazon by the end of June. He says it's gonna have steampunk mayhem, more civic corruption, a climactic event in the middle of the Ann Arbor Art Fair, a budding romance, and -- more doggie bits! Who reads this stuff, anyway?

Is there a "red line" for political cartoonists?

Let me say that although Barack Obama is not, in my personal opinion, the greatest President we've ever had (for the record, that would be FDR), he's so much better than the two mindless idiots who ran against him and the mindless idiot who preceded him that there was never any question about who I'd support. I don't object to people criticizing him, though, when deserved and when conducted with either factual analysis or wit.

Likewise, although I don't always agree with him, I usually think Pat Oliphant is one of our better political cartoonists.

But his recent bit, showing Obama with none other than Richard Nixon, is over the top. Equating somebody with Nixon is not much more a) inflammatory and b) irresponsible than connecting him or her with Hitler. It's Internet-blog-commenter stuff. Oliphant was around for the Nixon years, and he should know better.

Frankly, if the White House did sic the IRS on the TeaBaggers, well, my left brain says "Oh, dear. That's not very good." But my right brain whispers to me that I'd have done much the same thing, except that it might have been Seal Team Six, not the IRS, that I'd have unleashed. This is why, as I've said over and over again, I will never run for office. The conflict between doing the right thing and the thing that feels right would kill me.

I know you'll be as shocked as I was

The Detroit Emergency Financial Manager says that things are lot worse than anyone thought. Especially those people who claimed that Detroit was turning itself around and didn't need no stinkin' Financial Manager. Astonishing.