This week on our super serious punditry show, Brian McFadden and I discuss recent cartoons on Statin, cuts to SNAP, and a terrible millennial-bashing self-help book. I’m actually actually coming to you live from his parents’ basement for this one. Watch here.
I have two events coming up in Columbus, Ohio, this month. I’ll be speaking at The Billy Ireland Festival of Cartoon Art on Saturday the 16th, part of a whole weekend of events with cartoonists far more notable than me.
I’ll also be speaking at The Free Press awards dinner on the evening of Monday the 18th. Original art and books will be on sale for this. Facebook page here.
I’m back with Brian McFadden of The New York Times for our super serious punditry show. This week we go over recent cartoons on Healthcare.gov and cuts to SNAP, as well as what may be the most crotchety column ever written about Kids These Days.
And yup, as with most things lately I’m posting this over at Medium now. This, however, will be motivating us to do it more than once a month and keep to a weekly schedule.
I published the title essay of my book, Life Begins At Incorporation, on Medium today.
Jonathan Frieman had been driving down Highway 101’s carpool lane for years hoping to get pulled over. When he finally was, in 2012, he was ticketed $478 for driving solo. He maintained he had every right in the world to be in the carpool lane since there was another person with him: articles of incorporation for his company, the JoMiJo Foundation. Marin County’s Traffic Court did not agree. If they had found that his corporation was a person, however, another ticket would have been in order. He forgot to buckle up JoMiJo.
Corporations are people on paper, and they have a lot more say over things than those of us who are old-fashioned people with our lousy “bodies.” In 2010, the Supreme Court’s decision in the Citizens United case essentially ruled that money is speech, knocking down limits on corporate spending in elections. I’m guessing you don’t have as much money as an oil company, but that’s okay—the oil company worked its way up from humble origins and has a lot to say about politics.
Ted Rall on The Nib:
I was born in Massachusetts. Because my mom is French, however, I have dual French-U.S. citizenship.
I’m legally qualified to run. Unlike the U.S., France has no “native-born” clause. You have to be over 18, eligible to vote, and have a bank account. Which I do. In France, even. Also, with a salary of €13,000 a month ($215,000 a year), being President of France is a sweet deal.
First and foremost, as Supreme Commander-in-Chief of the French Armed Forces, I’d be in charge of a substantial nuclear arsenal that could come in handy when I contact editors about running my cartoons.
Supreme Commander-in-Chief of the French Armed Forces Ted Rall: “Bonjour. You should run my cartoons.”
Editor, New York Times: “No.”
Supreme Commander-in-Chief of the French Armed Forces Ted Rall: “An ASMP Amélioré cruise missile bearing one of my 290 nuclear warheads will arrive at your office in 25 minutes.”
Editor, New York Times: “I look forward to working with you.”
As President of France, I would also be Honorary Proto-Canon of the Basilica of St. John Lateran in Rome. I don’t know what that means, but it sounds cool.