published Thursday, April 29th, 2010

Today's Special

about Clay Bennett...

The son of a career army officer, Bennett led a nomadic life, attending ten different schools before graduating in 1980 from the University of North Alabama with degrees in Art and History. After brief stints as a staff artist at the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette and the Fayetteville (NC) Times, he went on to serve as the editorial cartoonist for the St. Petersburg Times (1981-1994) and The Christian Science Monitor (1997-2007), before joining the staff of the ...

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nucanuck said...

The Gulf oil spill is but another reminder of how out of sync we are with our environment.

Nothing short of a direct hit from a major asteroid would cause us to change our stewardship of our planet. This spill will be forgotten by most of us at the end of the news cycle.

And we think humans are a superior life form.

April 29, 2010 at 1:23 a.m.
woody said...

This oil spill is most assuredly an ecological disaster of epic proportions. If ongoing attempts to stop the leaks and stem the spill from reaching the Louisiana coastline aren't successful it will become worse exponentially.

Of course, sea life and off-shore fishing is already affected but the worst may yet be to come. And that's before all the 'gouging' begins.

If we were looking at higher gas prices before the leak, we may as well begin taking out small loans to keep our vehicles running the rest of the year if this matter isn't concluded quickly. Because, if nothing else is a sure thing, man's greed 'will out' in times like these.

Going for a walk, Woody

April 29, 2010 at 6:10 a.m.
rolando said...

Excellent cartoon, Clay! I even guffawed. Thanx. Never mind the sober-sides up there...

Americans do their best to make a silk purse of a sow's ear.

"Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar."

April 29, 2010 at 7:20 a.m.
EaTn said...

I'll try to be the optimist this morning. True the oil spill is a disaster just like the Exxon spill in Alaska, but the Gulf will recover also. Man did not make the oil- it was made for him to use wisely. History will tell how prudent we've been when the oil is all gone and we're running cars on water, which will sell for about a $10 a gallon.

April 29, 2010 at 7:26 a.m.
Jhenry said...

Oil leaks out of the ground naturally all over the world. Has no one ever seen this? I have. I've seen oil leaking out of the ground that burns on its own and has for decades. I've seen a beautiful beach covered in oil that naturally leaked out of the sea bed and washed ashore. Yes, its bad that this has happened but in the end nature will heal itself regardless of what man does.

April 29, 2010 at 9 a.m.
nucanuck said...

jhenry is correct,"nature will heal itself regardless of what man does",but what a shame if man's abuse causes humans to go extinct,or near extinct,before the healing can begin.

One serious forecast is for as few as half a million suvivors somewhere near the Arctic Circle if we are unable to reverse the trends now in place.

April 29, 2010 at 9:45 a.m.

"One serious forecast is for as few as half a million suvivors somewhere near the Arctic Circle if we are unable to reverse the trends now in place"

Forecasts... Are these the same forecasters that with all of their science and suppossed ability to see into the future can't tell us when the hurricanes are going to be this year? And yet we trust them to predict the weather years, decades and millenia into the future. I for one will only trust their ability to guess at what the weather will be this week. Trusting them to know what it will be like anywhere beyond that is just like playing the lotto. The only sure bet is that you will lose your money.

April 29, 2010 at 10:07 a.m.

Never mind THAT one FPSE. FairyLand is his abode.

The earth will finally go into healing mode when its Maker burns up everything evil and unclean, as He promised. Bye, bye Bad Things.

He made it (and us), only He has the power and right to destroy and to Regenerate. Sayonara, to the uninformed and the misinformers. Shalom to the Truth-seekers and the Obeyers.

April 29, 2010 at 10:22 a.m.
SeaSmokie59er said...

Drill baby, drill.

April 29, 2010 at 10:47 a.m.
anonymight said...

Its a televised disaster. It will be remediated. Nothing will go extinct. New regulations will be promulgated. BP will hire more retiring EPA hacks. They will figure someway to escape responsibility. People who pay taxes will pay for the cleanup. Our gas prices will go up. Oil companies profits will soar. Deadbeats will still get their food stamps. Beyonce will bounce around a little more. Kate will spurt out another kid. Tiger will do what he does best. In short, we will continue our inexorable march to mediocrity as our corporate government eats up more and more of our initiative.

April 29, 2010 at 11:02 a.m.
whoknows said...

I prefer most of my fish blackened...

April 29, 2010 at 11:43 a.m.
InspectorBucket said...

I bid you but be; I have need not of prayer;
I have need of you free
As your mouths of mine air; That my heart may be greater within me, beholding the fruits of me fair.

More fair than strange fruit is
Of faiths ye espouse;
In me only the root is
That blooms in your boughs; Behold now your God that ye made you, to feed him with faith of your vows.

In the darkening and whitening
Abysses adored, With dayspring and lightning
For lamp and for sword, God thunders in heaven, and his angels are red with the wrath of the Lord.

O my sons, O too dutiful
Toward Gods not of me,
Was not I enough beautiful?
Was it hard to be free? For behold, I am with you, am in you and of you; look forth now and see.

Lo, winged with world’s wonders,
With miracles shod, With the fires of his thunders
For raiment and rod,
God trembles in heaven, and his angels are white with the terror of God.

For his twilight is come on him,
His anguish is here;
And his spirits gaze dumb on him, Grown grey from his fear;
And his hour taketh hold on him stricken, the last of his infinite year.

Thought made him and breaks him,
Truth slays and forgives;
But to you, as time takes him,
This new thing it gives,
Even love, the beloved Republic, that feeds upon freedom and lives.

For truth only is living, Truth only is whole,
And the love of his giving
Man’s polestar and pole;
Man, pulse of my centre, and fruit of my body, and seed of my soul.

One birth of my bosom;
One beam of mine eye;
One topmost blossom
That scales the sky;
Man, equal and one with me, man that is made of me, man that is I.

`` "Hertha," Algernon Charles Swinburne http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poem/2086.html

April 29, 2010 at 12:37 p.m.

From 10:22 post: "Never mind THAT one FPSE. FairyLand is his abode". 'his' is Nuck's. Just a wee correction Inspector. I love a good Poet but even poets need correcting at times.

"Man, equal and one with me, man that is made of me, man that is I".

Man has done bupkus overall to 'give' us a wonderful world. Man can't find his underwear, much less invent and create himself. Nature un-desecrated is proof of the living God. Man/Woman once was in that un-desecrated state. Now alas, no more.

"For truth only is living, Truth only is whole, And the love of his giving Man’s polestar and pole; Man, pulse of my centre, and fruit of my body, and seed of my soul".

The living Truth was and is the Living Messiah to man. His Word is Truth. Mankind was made in His image and has his being, his breath from Him, after he was formed from the elements of earth. The first man and woman had to come from somewhere/SomeOne. Either one believes Elohim gave him breath and life OR man climbed out of a primordial mudpuddle of swamp slime and evolved himself into a marvel of nature. Problem I have with the second scenario is that now, we have actually devolved and destroyed the world around us, ourselves and our Faith. So, does this mean that in fifty years or five thousand, we'll all be mud again?

Oh yeah, He gave us fish, we blackened it.

April 29, 2010 at 1:05 p.m.
nucanuck said...

So which is it,the mudpuddle or the talking snake?

April 29, 2010 at 1:54 p.m.
woody said...

Rolando, somehow I think we got lost in the shuffle..but..what the hey..if I have to get lost with someone it may as well be someone with a good cigar.

Oh wait you didn't stipulate where those cigars came from..did you?? It doesn't really matter. It's been so long since I have enjoyed one, any would taste about the same right now..or kill me.

Going to have a great weekend, without fish..blackened or otherwise, Woody

April 29, 2010 at 5:32 p.m.
rolando said...

Naw, woody. Mine are only soaked in rum, a la Crooks. [Are those still around?]

So here's to dead fish -- however caught, netted, or snagged...and however prepared.

To think those others up there preferred to rhyme or open verse or whatever it was they were doing rather than follow our lead. Sigh. There is no humor left in the world.

April 29, 2010 at 10:13 p.m.
woody said...

Hey Ro!! Did one of us hit a nerve or is it too 'oily' to tell??

BTW the Crooks were okay, but it was to hard pass on a Swisher Sweet.

Ahh, remembering the good old days(???) Woody

April 30, 2010 at 4:48 p.m.
rolando said...

"oily"!! Groan.

Sweets...were they the little ones with the wooden mouthpiece? If so, they couldn't be chewed and must've tasted kinda "woody". Or were they cigarette size? Sigh...senior moments.

As to the old days, the main thing about them is we were young...and bulletproof [we thought]. But, yeah, there was something about them...bonfires on the beach, girls, hiding the beer from the cops patrolling in Jeeps, girls, cheek to cheek ballroom dancing, girls, cruising the drive-ins, girls, drive-in theaters...and girls.

If I had to do that again, it would absolutely kill me. How did we ever survive 4 hours sleep night after night after night followed by a full days work? All those house parties. Oh my.

April 30, 2010 at 5:34 p.m.
Clara said...

Woody, Despicable pun, which, of course makes it excellent!

Groan!

Inspector B, I missed Swinburne in my education, such as it was. I can't interpret it. Please do so for me. What is he actually trying to get across?

April 30, 2010 at 6:34 p.m.
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