PETS

Post-Easter Traumatic Syndrome

Folks are having a moment, reacting to Genghis Con’s “viral” Easter Day message, which announced more than threatened his use of the U.S. military to commit international war crimes. I don’t blame anyone for being shocked, disgusted, terrified, etc., but I’m just not feeling it. I think I’ve become numb, something that Dear Leader and his minions have been working overtime to achieve so that just enough of us shrug our shoulders, hold our hands up in resignation, and give up before we even begin to fight.

Fortunately, I have my cartooning addiction to continue to drive my compulsion to do something, preferably humorous, that never fails to pierce this cocoon of manufactured powerlessness. Today’s cartoons may be a day late - Easter holiday is over - but hopefully it will remind everyone that despite all of his delusions of grandeur and his supporters’ efforts to maintain said delusions, Mango Mussolini is no christian, never mind some appointed (anointed?) instrument of God. He’s just a narcissistic bully with a gift for conning mooks and saps. And the 35% of Americans who continue to stand by this man, most of whom are white “christian” nationalists and/or the “poorly educated,” are perfect, willing marks for his bumbling bullying.

Having said that, even if he’s no man of faith, and although I am an avowed proponent of nonviolence, I wouldn’t mind it if his more religiously inclined supporters, a segment of whom are becoming increasingly disillusioned by his abandonment of his promise to put Merka first, were to stand up a couple of 2 x 4’s and…well, I shouldn’t say it. I wouldn’t want to give any of those MAGAts suffering from PETS any not-so-bright ideas. Or would I? Sheesh, I think I ‘ve OD’ed on my kid’s peeps.