Auchtoon!

Originally published in the Ann Arbor News, Bay City Times, Flint Journal, Grand Rapids Press, Jackson Citizen Patriot, Kalamazoo Gazette, Muskegon Chronicle, Saginaw News
December 28, 2014

After four plus years of “fixing our roads” as a lawmaking priority, the Michigan legislature and the governor still managed to punt on the funding bit — there will be a ballot vote come May to decide whether to raise the sales tax. Don’t we elect them (and pay them) to make tough, informed decisions? Weak, weak sauce…

Originally published in the Ann Arbor News, Bay City Times, Flint Journal, Grand Rapids Press, Jackson Citizen Patriot, Kalamazoo Gazette, Muskegon Chronicle, Saginaw News
December 21, 2014

As the story goes, a producer had sold a Christmas special to the Coca-Cola company without actually having the Christmas special. So the producer, Lee Mendelson, called his friend Charles Schultz and said, “Good news. We’re going to create a Christmas special in less than 6 months.” Luckily they had an experienced animator, Bill Melendez, and Charles Schultz was a genius. Starting from scratch and against all odds they put together a quirky, introspective, sometimes dark cartoon with real children’s voices and jazz music and no laugh track and (at Schultz’s insistence) a bible verse. When it was complete and screened for executives, they knew it was going to be …a horrible flop. But it was too late. It was already scheduled in the TV Guide, so it had to run. As it turned out, people absolutely loved it and have every Christmas season since 1966.

It is wonderful from start to finish. And every year of my childhood when it aired I strained to remember each frame, each note, each Dolly Madison commercial in between. But the lynchpin to the whole show is Linus saying “Lights please” and then reciting Luke, chapter 2, verses 8 to 14.

“8And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.
9And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.
10And the angel said unto them, Fear not; for, behold, I bring you tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.
11For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.
12And this shall be a sign unto you: Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.
13And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,
14Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace and goodwill towards men.”

It is quite literally what Christmas is all about. That’s what Linus tells Charlie Brown. And in that context the show moves on to play out an example of joy of redemption. Perfect.

This month — as it does many places every year — a kerfuffle regarding a nativity scene on public property played out in our state capital. This time state Senator Rick Jones played the part of the put-upon keeper of all that is holy. My thoughts went to, “What if Rick Jones had been the producer of ‘A Charlie Brown Christmas’?” Thank God he wasn’t. (Actually, I don’t think it would have gone that far — I’m sure Schultz would have taken care of it.)

Originally published in the Ann Arbor News, Bay City Times, Flint Journal, Grand Rapids Press, Jackson Citizen Patriot, Kalamazoo Gazette, Muskegon Chronicle, Saginaw News
December 14, 2014

Okay, two things I resent: being categorized and being dismissed. It’s like when you have a slightly non-standard issue with, say, the cable company. You contact them and in a calm, well-mannered tone present a thorough yet concise summary of your case. They immediately tag you as a troublemaker and send you into an inescapable phone-tree pit with actual troublemakers. “But… but I had a legitimate question!” Too bad for you.

Originally published in the Ann Arbor News, Bay City Times, Flint Journal, Grand Rapids Press, Jackson Citizen Patriot, Kalamazoo Gazette, Muskegon Chronicle, Saginaw News
December 7, 2014

So there was this idea that the Michigan legislature could expand the state’s anti-discrimination to include protections for gay residents, and maybe even the transgender community — straightforward stuff that is already there for race and gender (like you can’t get fired from your job because of your sexual orientation). Politics being what they are, the best chance for doing the right thing is now while the Michigan legislature is in a lame duck session, so some politicians who would never want to be seen as siding with the LGBT community could vote for it. Well, it is not likely to happen. Or even get out of committee. The most hypocritical thing here (and there is lots to choose from) is being against lame duck legislation if you don’t like it, but a happy shrug if you do. Two years ago, the law making Michigan a right-to-work state passed in a lame duck session. What’s a more basic right to work than not to get fired indiscriminately?

Originally published in the Ann Arbor News, Bay City Times, Flint Journal, Grand Rapids Press, Jackson Citizen Patriot, Kalamazoo Gazette, Muskegon Chronicle, Saginaw News
November 30, 2014

What you see here is not an editorial cartoon. I just basically illustrated a news story. It looks kind of editorial-ish because it is topical and there is a bit of cross-hatching. For the cartoons I do, it does have the necessary Michigan-spin. Those five bottles represent some of the best Michigan craft brewers. Maybe a grateful brewer will send me some free samples. (Hint. Hint.) I’m guessing there’s a law against that. Probably for good reason. It would only encourage me.

I had an early deadline last week because of Thanksgiving, so I needed to have my cartoon sent in on Tuesday. Monday night the Ferguson case blew up (literally and figuratively) and that really sucked the oxygen out of every other topic I was considering. I was going to make a tenuous Michigan connection by comparing Detroit 1967 to Ferguson 2014, but in the end I couldn’t simplify so much complexity and emotion in a single cartoon. Plus by the time it would be printed on Sunday, I had no feel for where this whole thing was going to go. So with a deadline looming I defaulted to beer. Not proud but intending for better moving forward. (Hey, that last sentence is a decent summary of America’s racial history, huh?)