Today is the 100th anniversary of Armistice Day, the end of the Great War To End All Wars. As I recalled a few years ago, this holiday is observed somewhat differently in Canada than it is in the United States.
Apparently, the 100th anniversary observance of this occasion is handled VERY differently by Canada and the US, as evidenced by the two countries’ respective leaders. I’ve never been prouder to hold Canadian citizenship.
One of the most fun things about Hipstamatic is the randomness of it, but another is the special themed paks of films, lenses, flashes and camera cases. A few years ago (I think it was for the 2012 Presidential elections), they came up with the Rock the Vote pak, which included RTV Shout, a film that adds pro-voting slogans to your photos. So I just wanted to put this up here to remind my friends back home to be sure and vote tomorrow.
I still get to vote in Massachusetts statewide elections as an American ex-pat living in Sweden, and I voted last month. I am proud to have voted for Elizabeth Warren as my Senator.
So, please, please…vote tomorrow! Do it for Lorelai!
Last year, on 15 March, there was a postcard campaign called “The Ides of Trump,” where citizens wrote letters to the person currently in the White House expressing their disdain of him and his polices.
Of course, I participated. And here is two of the cards I sent. One included a cartoon.
Sometimes, the sketches I do in Swedish class get a bit silly. I think we were talking about news when I did this…
There were many factors that kept me from posting for the year and a half after moving to Sweden. One was, of course, the predictable shock of moving to another country with another language. But something happened in November of 2016, after I had been in Sweden not even five months.
American non-voters disappointed the world. I am, officially as an ex-pat, a Massachusetts resident, I vote as a Massachusetts resident, and Massachusetts is the bluest state in the USA. Elizabeth Warren is my homegirl.
Needless to say, I have been appalled at what has been happening in the US since last November, and for several month I spent most of my computer time reading the news instead of working on photos for my blog.
So, when I groomed Jacoby at a cat show and had some leftover hair…I decided to use it to make a point. Or something.
Last week, something terrible happened, which has affected cartoonists around the world.
I consider myself a cartoonist. I’ve been drawing cartoons since I could draw. I actually even got in trouble in high school for controversial anti-Reagan editorial cartoons I did for the high school paper that were also published in the local paper on their “Under 20” page. Some people have said that the Charlie Hebdo cartoons were “asking for it.” Others have said that the cartoons were offensive/obscene/profane/bad, as if these had been painters or musicians or some other type of “real” artist who had been attacked, it would have been a bigger deal. But it’s not about WHAT you draw. It’s not about being offensive. It’s not even about liking the cartoons that Charlie Hebdo has been publishing since 1970. It’s about someone deciding that because they don’t like what you drew, you are worthy of killing.
And the way things are, someone could be offended by anything someone else drew.
5 guys who drew cartoons were killed because some other guys with guns didn’t like those cartoons. And that’s not right.
Nous sommes tous Charlie.
à la mémoire de:
Cabu (Jean Cabut)
Charb (Stéphane Charbonnier)
Tignous (Bernard Verlhac)
Philippe Honoré (Honoré)
(ce sont les caricaturistes)
Bernard Maris (“Uncle Bernard”)
Et les policiers:
(Click cartoon to embiggen, or you can view all cartoons in Slideshow mode on Flickr.)