Here were my top five favorite political cartoons this week.
by Bob Gorrell at Townhall.com…
by Signe Wilkinson at GoComics.com…
a twofer by Steve Sack at GoComics.com…
by Matt Wuerker at Politico.com…
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RE: The last one, don’t laugh. Nun’s could totally kick almost anyone’s @$$.
I am so going to get slammed for this, LOL.
I see no difference between eating a dog and eating a cow. You are killing an animal to eat it in both cases. In different cultures, different animals are taboo, so its all the same to me. I think judging Indonesia on western diet is wrong.
Jack, I agree with you. But while you won’t eat meat, I go the opposite direction. I would absolutely eat a dog. I’ve eaten squirrel and kangaroo so dog isn’t that far removed.
Squirrel, seriously? I didn’t even know people ate those.
hey sydney. I hope you and the new baby ( and family ) are doing well!:}
Lol Sydney, I am glad one meat eater agrees with me.
Oh yeah, JDC, people eat squirrel. Down here people eat rattlesnake and gator, among other things. I find it all an equal amount of disgusting. ;)
I LOVE the new Secret Service one, aka “Women in Black” !!
“Oh yeah, JDC, people eat squirrel. Down here people eat rattlesnake and gator, among other things. I find it all an equal amount of disgusting. ”
Learn new stuff every day. You see, up here in Canada we mainly subsist on a diet of maple syrup and the occasional polar bear or moose. :)
Haha, at first I thought the Secret Service nuns were supposed to be the proabortion heretic “nuns” who stand in defense of any proabortion politician. Then I realized, those “nuns” NEVER wear a habit.
Well, they say you are what you eat. Eat bony little things like dogs or snakes, and you end up like our hatrack-in-chief. ;)
To be someone “of substance” perhaps you need to eat something with some meat on it. I believe Doug and I might fit into that category. As eaters, not being eaten. ;)
Jack, however, only needs some water and fertilizer. ;) ;)
I agree with you, too, Jack. I used to live in Indonesia myself and while I could never bring myself to eat dog meat (we had a pet disappear right around one of the local holidays :( ) there were a number of times when it was available. It’s not really a big deal.
Johnnie Edwards’ future accomodations in the big house won’t be anything like that humongus home he was constructing with campaign funds.
Though John will be dis-barred his new home will not be.
The bars will be there to keep the bad guy in and they will not be wet, except from the perspiration and grease on John’s palms.
Hopefully John will not be allowed to ‘do his time’ at some ‘club fed’ for career criminals, but will get to spend some quality time with his underpriveleged constituency who saw him so rarely on the outside.
Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson and Louis Farrakahn probably won’t visit their fallen hero in the joint, but a cute guy like ‘John boy’ will not be starved for company in the communal showers.
Edwards has fallen a long way from aspirations to live in the White House to being relegated to the dog house.
Wait…. I’m getting a vision…..I see John transitioning from his former career as an ambulance chaser to his new gig as jail house lawyer.
Jack-
Reminds me of a conversation between my better half and his parents.
My 2 cents:
“Any animal becomes a food animal under the right circumstances.”
A few more years of this disaster-in-chief the notion of keeping pets might just turn into a novelty few can afford.
:), Xalisae!
That reminds me of an “interview” which my father saw between John Wayne and a boy admirer. The boy asked, “Mr. Wayne, what’s your horse’s name?” Whereupon the Duke answered, “Kid, you never name something that you may someday have to eat!”
On a site that discusses things like necrophilia and human placenta consumption, I have to say that this is the weirdest topic I’ve seen in a while.