Tom Tomorrow
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A very long post about very little
As readers of this space, you are undoubtedly informed and concerned, aware of all that is going on in our troubled world today and eager for new insight, insight which enriches your understanding and challenges your preconceptions, bringing that which only scant moments before seemed inchoate and incomprehensible into sudden and sharp focus, like that moment when the Nude Descending a Staircase peers out at you from a canvas of random, angular brushwork and gives you a saucy wink before continuing on her perpetually frozen journey.
Yes, there are many things of which to speak, of ships and shoes and sealing wax, and whether pigs have wings--though of course, that's one of those great misused quotations, by which the writer graciously invites the reader to join him on a grand journey of discovery, leaving aside that the Walrus is speaking to the Oysters, whom he plans soon to eat for lunch. Pray join me, gentle reader, says the writer and then cackles maniacally--bwaah ha ha ha ha!
(Peripherally related to this is the bumper sticker which reads, "First thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers-- William Shakespeare," as if the Bard himself were advocating the mass extermination of the legal profession. And don't even get me started on that Star Trek movie in which the Klingon Chancellor raises a toast to "the undiscovered country...the future!"--as if Hamlet's soliloquy is, in fact, an optimistic meditation on the glorious if unknowable days which lay ahead for us all, and not a contemplation of suicide.)
Ah, but we seem to have lost our way on this morning's winding path , as we make our way toward our ultimate destination--our own undiscovered country, if you will--the topic of gravity and importance we will contemplate together, in this shared journey of ours, before settling down on the beach for a well deserved lunch break.
I refer, of course, to The Bachelor. [read more] |