You have to be a little tetched in the head to even want to be president in the first place. Either that, or have an ego the size of Wyoming. Maybe that kind of self-confidence and hubris is inherited; it originates as some minute kink in a man’s double-helix that matches up with a mutant carbon molecule in a woman’s and⎯voila!⎯a person is created who can actually imagine himself not only with his finger on the nuclear button that will end the world, but who even believes he knows when and when not to press it.
When you think of it that way, the characters who have presented themselves as the great Republican hope for 2012 create an even deeper appreciation of the political truth that Candidate Obama has always been blessed in his opponents.
On another matter, a shout out the students and faculty of Pinecrest School in Fort Lauderdale, who received me so graciously yesterday when I delivered a lecture to them about my work. I hope I inspired at least one of them to pursue a career in cartooning. If so, he or she won’t regret it.