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Agit Prop. What else is there to say. Listen to the Bear. Watch the voodoo dollies dance. Stay sane!
Reputations. Here, have a little peek at what the wee creatures think of the whole pantomime. This is a casual, tangential ad hominem attack on that hideous clown in No.10, once more trying to impersonate that other repulsive clown (and pimp) that one long time ago, had nothing to offer the country but blood, sweat, Continue Reading
Passengers. Have a heart. For the homeless, the landless, the forcibly deracinated, the viciously pushed around, the thoughtlessly bulldozed, the despised, the lonely and the ignored. For all the declared non-persons in cold blood by the bullies of the global playground, just because they can. And for the Palestinians, for the First (soon to be Continue Reading
Minotaur Mutations. A strange character has appeared out of the blue in the Chromatic Shifting Sands. Nobody can tell what it is since it refuses to reveal its name or even its rank and serial number. We conjecture that it may be vaguely related to Arachne but for the fact that it has too many Continue Reading
Identity Politics. When the I is king uncivil war looms. By all means, divide yourselves like common amoebas; fragment the already fragile structure that could have backed up the R-Evolution; turn your righteous causes into ideological minced meat. Accuse, censor, de-platform, wave fingers, assault, assail, persecute, cancel, make some poor bugger’s life a misery. My Continue Reading
Wilbur Whateley. Aka The Agonies of a Young Scholar. The budding sorcerer’s apprentice seems to have misplaced his grandad’s most precious grimoire. For his life, he can’t remember where he left it last time he used it to summon Auntie Shubby to an impromptu tea party involving a brace of Alderneys, a stray tax collector Continue Reading
New Virus. And here comes Doña Pupitas, second cousin dimensionally thrice removed of Doña Alegría, the Flying Hyper-Snake from Tindalos Parva, to introduce the latest mutation of one of those virus that so puzzle everybody, particularly those scientists that go ’round pontification about microorganisms although they really know and/or understand shit about them. This new Continue Reading
Hey There Cthulhu. Let’s face it, in these crappy End-Days one can never have too many Cthulhus, so, as part public service part charity work, I’m donating yet another Cthulhu. Complete with dancing cultists and compí¨re voodoo poppet to warn us all of his imminent arrival. Personal Note. My deal with Cthulhu. Well, on a Continue Reading
Maiden With Shawl. Here be another of those noli me tangere lasses that erupt in my graphic world with comforting regularity. This one is particularly not to be messed with. You can debate with her, though. If your disputation is good & proper she’ll be well pleased and she’ll treat you to Belgian chocolates and Continue Reading
Colombianas. No man may be a hero to his valet but to the Colombian hippos* (Hippopotamus escobarius) gambolling and expanding all along the beautiful Magdalena river, Pablo Escobar certainly is. Me I’m all for hippos anywhere. I’d like to see them in Vicky Park, I would. A short digression on Pepe Marchena and his delicious Continue Reading