Below is the latest The Pain -- When Will It End?
Special thanks to the irrepressible
Michael Lynch and Allison Smith, with whom I came up with the premise (and
most of the details) of this week's cartoon at a late-night dinner at Sabatino's
in Little Italy Friday night.
Also: a big Fuuuuuck yew to Mr. Benjamen Walker, who sent me a note
begging: "Take off the fucking artist's statements for crissakes--I
HATE THEM they are RUINING everything!" Well, Ben, I would tell you the
same thing everyone always tells those misdirected busybodoes and dingbats
who complain about sex and violence in the media: so don't look at it,
then. As it happens, Dave Israel and I just decided last week to conceal the
artist's statement a discreet click away from the cartoons, but it's certainly
not because of your whining and pestering and insults. I know some artists
cherish their harshest critics, but I am not one of them. I want to surround
myself with yes-men, toadies, and bootlicks. The rest of you can just shut