A couple of websites I’ve come across credit the ‘New York Times’ for reporting that 12,000 women a year are arrested for breastfeeding in public. I could not confirm that number with a quick search, but even 1,200 would be too many – or even 12.
Ah, to be a conservative climate change denier. While real scientists must do all the research and engage in heated debates about just how bad things are going to be, the deniers can rest easy in the bliss of willful ignorance.
Americans rightly, but sometimes excessively, celebrate every person in uniform as a hero, but seldom honor the difficult and often dangerous work being done day after day by members of our diplomatic corps. Warriors capture the popular imagination more easily than peacemakers.
As long as anger, paranoia and misinformation drive our political debate, there are unhinged souls among us who will feel justified in turning to violent remedies for imagined threats.
Elevating the status of women is our best path to peace, justice, and prosperity on a global scale.
Even if you’re drawing a cartoon and exaggerating, you want to capture something true about the person.
Experience shows us that most people’s votes are based on their biases, not on objective reality. Elections are a collective gut reaction. That any good comes of it at all is the miracle of democracy.
From China and India to Turkey and Brazil, when women have gotten access to education, to family planning and to a vital place in the economy, greater prosperity has followed. And when women are free to speak and learn, they temper the extremes of ideology and fanaticism and raise sons who are less likely to become human bombs.
Global warming is the foreboding thunder in the distance. Ocean acidification is the lightning strike in our front yard, right here, right now.
I almost literally wake up in the morning starting to think of my next idea. It’s almost always driven by what’s in the news. The hard part, really, is getting from knowing what I want to say to figuring out how to say it in an image. I’m still not entirely sure how to explain how that happens… Suddenly, something just works.
I always figured that I was one new editor away from unemployment.
I am no technophobe. I like being able to calibrate communication, depending on the situation – texting for the simple and immediate; email for business or when I want to put some lag time into the exchange; Twitter to promote something; Facebook to draw a crowd.
I’m skeptical of the ‘go local’ approach to cartooning to preserve your job.
I’ve always called myself a journalist who happens to draw. If I wasn’t drawing cartoons, I’d be writing stories.
I’ve been a fascinated observer of grand public funerals since I was a kid, starting with the life-altering black-and-white images of President John Fitzgerald Kennedy’s funeral.
If a gigantic asteroid were barreling toward impact with our planet, you can bet there would be at least a few members of Congress who would insist on leaving it alone, either because they would see it as a warning shot from the Almighty or because a mining company with a savvy team of lobbyists had laid claim to the big rock.
If political cartoonists continue to rely on newspapers, we may be in serious trouble. It’s a very transferable form of journalism, though – it works great on Web sites.
In a world of cell phones and satellite feeds – a world in which the president can sit in the White House situation room and watch a military action unfold on the other side of the world – it is not realistic to expect TV news to be anything but what it has become: a ceaseless flow of words and images that may or may not be accurate.
In America, we have a government that some people believe is too big and overbearing, yet, when it comes to guns, we might as well have no government at all.
It is really no surprise that, in a media world that has been so compromised by an invasion of political partisans and inarticulate airheads with communications degrees, a fake journalist can seem more trustworthy than the real thing.
Like gods, we have created a new universe called cyberspace that contains great good and ominous evil. We do not know yet if this new dimension will produce more monsters than marvels, but it is too late to go back.
Maybe it’s stress or anger or adrenaline or disillusionment or a bullying nature or simple fear of getting killed themselves, but there is a problem if a cop cannot tell the difference between a menacing gangster and the far more common person they encounter whose life is a little frayed and messy.
One of the least appealing aspects of modern presidential candidates is that, to avoid saying anything that might prove to be an embarrassing, costly blunder, they cling to a rigid set of talking points that reveal as little as possible about what they really think and who they really are.
Our vision of war is probably too influenced by the biggest one of all, World War II, where the forces of evil were so unambiguous and so relentless that there was no choice but to commit to total war and to demand unconditional surrender. Seldom, though, is it quite that clear cut.
Police have a job that few of us would want. They operate in high-pressure situations in which making the wrong split-second choice can cost them their lives. It is almost mandatory that they go into these confrontations assuming guilt and looking for the slightest sign that the person they have cornered has a weapon. And, of course, they profile.
September 11, 2001 is a divide in the history of the United States and in the lives of all of us who recall that fateful day. It caused a sharp swerve in our history that took us down a road we did not anticipate or welcome. In the heady days of the 1990s, peace and prosperity seemed almost permanent. After the attack, that illusion disintegrated.
The appalling reality in American politics today is that, when ideology and money mix, truth is a mere inconvenience.
The rap on Obama has been that he is a little too cool and aloof. The rap on Romney may be that he is just plain callous.
The Tea Party folks may be sincere, loyal citizens, but their notions about how the economy works are exactly that: mere notions. Their core notion is that government needs to do nothing more than get out of the way of business in order for the economy to boom and bloom.
Twitter was a mere prototype in 2006; now, many of us have become adept at saying all we have to say in 140 characters.
We need to work for a day when police shootings are rare and not the stuff of our daily news.
What seems strange is that Obama elicits such extreme dislike when, in fact, he is an exemplary family man, and his policy positions would have made him a conventional liberal Republican not that long ago.
When, in his first inaugural address, Ronald Reagan famously said government is the problem, not the solution, he established the Republican mantra that has not changed in all the years since. It was a clever bit of rhetoric, but it has turned too many Republicans into economic simpletons.
Yes, the disruption of the Internet can be blamed for the destruction of the business model that once made journalism a thriving, well-paying enterprise, but it has also created an array of new tools for reporting. Somebody will eventually figure out how to make online newspapers profitable – I hope.