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Caricaturist Drew Friedman sums up the psychopathic presidency of George W. Bush in this illustration, “No Joke,” for Vanity Fair, brought to yours truly’s attention via Boing Boing.

(Thanks to the everlasting gobstopper called BoingBoing for pulling this, above, from betwixt Living in Small Sizes‘s low-hanging fruit.)

I’m tellin’ ya, Barry: These techies do not like you moonwalking on the FISA bill. But you didn’t even need David Axelrod to tell you that!

I’m taking bets: How many of these banners do you think we’ll see in Denver at the Democratic National Convention next month?

Also, if they get within camera view during his speech, like Shimaa Abdelfadeel and Hebba Aref nearly did in Detroit, what will “volunteers” do?

As written, the comic strip Garfield—cartoonist Jim Davis’ look at the travails of an eponymous cat and its owner—is kind of like the funny pages equivalent of tourists: In the background, not bothering anybody, always there, and quietly looked down upon by people who think they’re much smarter.

So, perhaps it’s appropriate that it took a foreigner, Dan Walsh—and a Dubliner yet!—to turn Garfield from wallpaper into something truly hip: a darkly ironic reflection on “schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, and the empty desperation of modern life.” Walsh did it, not by rewriting dialogue but, via one genius move: He completely stripped the cat and his unfunny thought balloons out of every panel.

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Take a bunch of sexy twentysomethings, have them remove their clothes, get ’em dancing, and, in no time, you’ll be watchin’ ’em get it on, right?

Right, but only if “get it on” means “make funny signs and symbols out of the censorship bars that inevitably accompany televised U.S. nudity.”

At least, that’s the way it works in the brilliant video for “Toe Jam,” above, by the BPA (Brighton Port Authority), a collaboration between Fatboy Slim and David Byrne, here featuring Byrne and Dizzee Rascal on vocals. Scandalous!

Talented caricaturist Donald Soffritti’s humorous “Decadence” series depicts superheroes, like Batman and Robin, Flash, and Spiderman, above, in their not-so-golden years. Plus, if you like the work of talented illustrators the way I do, the guy’s got a blogroll to die for.

Introducing the dance remix of Bill O’Reilly’s now notorious, “twenty years old” hissy fit, obviously just as NSFW as is Bill.

I saw Amy Poehler’s toothsome chomp into Clinton’s soft, white underbelly this past weekend on SNL, and it was, indeed, hilarious. But The Huffington Post rocked this still frame hard enough to make me stand back, and re-see the beauty of the moment.

Thanks to Ebog Jonson for alerting me to another brilliant mash-up from fellow WBAI-er Jay Smooth, of ill doctrine fame.

Here, Obama supporter, Democratic Party leader, and movie gangster Marcellus Wallace smoke-filled-rooms with Hillary Clinton, letting her know in the very smoothest, frankest, most curse-laden language possible that she needs to take a fall. But, as you can tell, by the end, she still doesn’t get it. Looks like Barack is gonna have to get medieval on that…tookus.

I missile you much: GTA IV‘s Niko Bellic sends his regards

The worst job I ever had was working in the car loans department of the now defunct Chemical Bank, at the Huntington Quadrangle in Melville L.I. It was a small office of about ten to twelve mutually limited, small-minded people, held under the managerial thumb of a doughy, mouse-faced, unsmiling, bespectacled woman with yellow smoker’s fingertips and a bad perm.

Our task was taking in loan requests by fax or phone from GMAC finance dealers, processing them, and passing them up the chain for approval. What I remember most was how tense this office was, as this woman kept us under the grind to turn out precious loan apps. My solace was ducking into my ’75 Impala at lunch time, loudly playing Grandmixer DXT and Herbie Hancock’s Future Shock album, and sleeping.

But pristinely nested on the other end of my employment karmic balance is the job I loved the most: The 2 1/2 years I spent, from 2004 – 2006, working in public affairs at Rockstar Games, maker of the Grand Theft Auto (GTA) series of video games.

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Hey, Pennsylvanians: I would never dream of telling you how to vote.

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