Those were the days, my friend, may they never come again…

I do not want to live in the past but the past does inform who we are today and I am proud to say that today is the anniversary of both the beginning and the end of project in which fine human being and great cartoonist Rob Davis and I spent eight years (2001 – 2009) telling the truth behind the lies and exposing as best we could in humorous fashion the absolute disaster wrought on this nation by the Worst President Ever in a weekly cartoon series titled The Dubya Chronicles.

The two cartoons below are the very first one we published as that era began on January 20, 2001 and the very last we one we published on January 20, 2009.

Dayone

Lastday

Three basic questions.

Frank Rich boils it all down to words in today’s column:

Is a man who is just discovering the Internet qualified to lead a restoration of America’s economic and educational infrastructures? Is the leader of a virtually all-white political party America’s best salesman and moral avatar in the age of globalization? Does a bellicose Vietnam veteran who rushed to hitch his star to the self-immolating overreaches of Ahmad Chalabi, Pervez Musharraf and Mikheil Saakashvili have the judgment to keep America safe?

Every Day, Another Glimpse Into What Bush Has Wrought.

Another long story yesterday on the depths to which the U.S. military has sunk under the Bush Administration.

Apparently we’re developing a nice mix of Christians and Criminals as the nation tries to carry out what the Commander-in-Chief’s Gut and God (speaking through his prophet) told him to do because history will vindicate him.

And we need the oil.

It's Really Quite Simple.

I don’t know what all the confusion is about the Bush Plan for Iraq, it seems pretty clear to me.

We can’t cut back on our troops because conditions will get worse if we do, which means we certainly can;t cut back if things get worse either. On the other hand, if things somehow get better, we can’t back on our troops then either because things might then get worse again.

There is no plan, of course, no timetable, no end game, no idea of what the hell we’re doing. Or why.

Simple as that. Why is anybody confused?