One cartoon, two versions, about a shocking event in 2009 – President Obama deciding to continue the war. Wow.
Discussing in strikingly personal terms his order to escalate the war in Afghanistan, President Obama said Sunday that sending 30,000 new combat troops was the hardest decision of his presidency so far.
Can you understand now why I get so annoyed with the Times? WTH, “strikingly personal”??? Because he said he felt bad talking to the cadets? Geez, what a revelation.
It goes on:
Critics have said his plan is confusing and contradictory because although it calls for the new deployment, it also sets a July 2011 date to start withdrawing troops.
I don’t know about contradictory, but I’ve found that the best way to broadcast your intentions, leak your war plans, and help out the enemy is to put the details on Twitter, Mr. President.
(another version of the cartoon is after the jump)
In his speech Tuesday, Obama said his strategy had three objectives:
• Deny al Qaeda a safe haven
• Reverse the Taliban’s momentum and deny it the ability to overthrow Afghanistan’s government
• Strengthen Afghanistan’s security forces and government
I hope it works out that way. This is a DayPlanner type strategy, isn’t it.
Here’s a cartoon about Obama’s blue jeans.
I read something about the frou-ha-ha – something about Obama’s blue jeans not being fashionable.
From USA Today:
Fashion bloggers have been, to borrow Obama’s word, “cracking” on the jeans he wore last Tuesday to toss out the first pitch at baseball’s All-Star Game.
“For those of you who, you know, want your president to, you know, look great in his tight jeans — I’m sorry, I’m not the guy,” Obama told Meredith Viera of NBC’s Today show.
First of all, I never heard of the word cracking. Is that black vernacular? Chicago lingo? The link goes to the Chicago Tribune.
The LA Times had a very interesting article about how they decide to write an opinion piece. (This was far more fun than most opinions they actually run. And, hint, Meghan Daum is one of the worst.)
The Times editorial board meets three times a week to discuss what we’re going to say in our editorials, but sometimes news breaks between meetings and we scramble to reach a consensus through e-mail. The announcement that President Obama had won the Nobel Peace Prize is a case in point.
Oddly enough, considering how rabidly liberal they are, the majority of them decided, like I did, that Obama didn’t exactly deserve this Nobel Peace Prize. Regardless of whether the Nobel committee decided this back in January, a couple weeks after he entered the office – which is what I read – or more recently, he just hasn’t had time to do anything to deserve this. And I’m not so sure that he will anyway. Promises, promises.
Geez, this health plan has even me upset and feeling bi-partisan – and I live alone! I mean, I HATE my HMO (Kaiser) who screws everyone, lies, is incompetent, greedy, and unethical. Okay, it’s Kaiser. But how is the White House plan any better? First of all, it’s written for people who work in factories, or in unions, or something. Nothing for the self-employed.
Any excuse for a cartoon. I drew this cartoon about a week before Obama’s first 100 days were up, because I got the date wrong. And I used the name of my favorite TV show, Reaper in it, just because I can.
Ah, Reaper, the rare comedy-drama that works both ways, and is totally, always compelling had just recently been pronounced dead by Hollywood Reporter. If you liked The Screwtape Letters, (yes, the same C. S. Lewis who wrote the Narnia books which are much better than The Chronicles of Narnia, because that’s for kids, but I’m a grownup) you’ll love Reaper. The Screwtape Letters is a series of letters from Uncle Screwtape, a demon, to his demon nephew, on how to do it better: that is, how to tempt man and womankind, and what evil is, and how to make it.
I don’t know if the extremely clever writers of Reaper actually read this book, but I saw that Ray Wise, the only actor in Reaper I was familiar with, saw a lot of films with a devil to design his portrayal. And boy, does he knock it out of the park. He is the perfect devil. A
I don’t know how long Wordless Wednesday has been going on, or if I noticed it much before, but a favorite twitter blogger birder – yes, Bev is all of those- does it, and I admire her, so I will try to, too!
Obviously this isn’t wordless, but next time it will be (except for, possibly, some words inside the cartoon. But they will murmur, not shout.)
*Updated. Wordless works great with photos, not so much cartoons. No more for me.