Interesting questions have been raised about whether Mitt "retrocatively retired" from Bain so he could keep his wife's health insurance coverage while she underwent treatment for MS. The Romney campaign won't respond, which gives us a license to speculate. Of course, Romney is one of the few people who could actually afford to pay for MS treatment out-of-pocket. But given his aggressive efforts at tax avoidance, one suspects that he doesn't like to part with money if he can help it. Unless he's buying a car elevator for a ridiculous beach house.
Last week's Affordable Care Act ruling overshadowed the Supreme Court's other recent doings, such as its reaffirmation of Citizens United as it smacked down Montana's campaign finance law. If only the Court's radical bloc cared about protecting ordinary humans as much as corporate campaign contributions. But here's a thought: If corporate cash is the same as speech, then my health is also speech because being healthy allows me to speak. So anything that interferes with my health, such as insurance companies denying me coverage, is an affront to the First Amendment. Put that in your pipe of illogic and smoke it, Scalia!
As a University of Virginia alum, I've been following the recent drama surrounding the ouster of President Teresa Sullivan very closely. Yesterday, Sullivan was reinstated by the Board of Visitors, to the great relief of just about everyone in the university community. It's been heartening to watch the rallies and see good old-fashioned activism (aided by new-fashioned social media) clearly rewarded.
While this particular battle may have been won, the corporatization of higher education remains a problem. More than anything, this situation has revealed the dangers of the awesome hubris that can develop among certain wealthy individuals in positions of power. The handful of people behind Sullivan's ouster included a couple billionaire hedge fund managers and a condo developer from Virginia Beach with a soft spot for the musings of David Brooks. Such experience does not qualify one to make sweeping decisions in secrecy about a major public university. Here's a suggestion for those who think their success in extracting wealth from the marketplace means they're brilliant Renaissance People capable of running anything: take a few of those millions and buy some humility. Please.
For more on the subject, I recommend this Prospect article by another U.Va grad.
I know, I haven't updated the site lately. My host did a massive upgrade recently, which always seems to happen while I'm traveling, and it seems my FTP login was reset. I'll sort it out soon. In the meantime, I have to prepare to fly to Rhode Island tomorrow for Netroots Nation!
The hoodie is about as universal as blue jeans these days, transcending practically every youth subculture. Considering that some 99.98% of hoodie-wearers are non-thugs, you'd have to be a clueless Fox News pundit to find the garment gunfire-provokingly scary.
I regret that I could not include the Great Hoodie Wars of the 7th century between the House of the Zip-Front and the House of Pullovers, as I unfortunately did not have not enough room to draw a giant battle scene.
Relevant links, as provided by Daily Kos commenters: NRA begins selling hoodies with a handgun pocket
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As you might have guessed, this one is about last week's Doonesbury strips, which over 50 newspapers refused to print. Personally, I'm surprised the number was that high. I may be an easy audience, but I thought the strips were witty and tastefully done. Thursday's comic was intense, but it was hardly in poor taste. Have these editors not seen reality television lately? Compared to that, last week's Doonesbury read like a Lewis Lapham essay.
Notably, this week's cartoon marks the first time I've had a strip pulled in over a dozen years of drawing Slowpoke. One of my weekly papers is owned by a daily paper that decided not to run the Doonesbury strips, so the editor, who actually liked my comic, had to ask for a substitute. The layers of irony here are impressive.
For more on the Texas law, I recommend reading about this woman's experience.
I've gotten a lot of great reader mail over the years, and this just might just be my all-time favorite. You may recall my recent cartoon about the Fallopitarian Church protesting prostate coverage:
Well, reader Miriam Byroade, fresh off of making a bishop costume for her young son portraying St. Nicholas in a school play, took it upon herself to make a Fallopitarian bishop mitre inspired by the cartoon.
Check out the fine detail work on those fimbria!
This absolutely made my day.
Before a torrent of angry, goatee-defending email is unleashed upon my inbox, let me say I am mostly a fan of our furry friend. I find a well-maintained goatee to be far more appealing than a scraggly hipster beard filled with artisanal doughnut particles. What I'm talking about here is how the chin beard has been bastardized, its centuries of coolness diluted by present-day dipwads.
I'd already been thinking of doing a cartoon on the shifting symbolism of goatees when I noticed Pepper Spray Cop had one. He's clean-shaven in the head shot that's been floating around the internet, but he does have one in footage of the UC Davis incident (via Queerty):