August 6, 1945, Claude Eatherly takes b-29 Straight Flush over Hiroshima and reports that the weather is suitable for releasing the atomic bomb.  He then returns to Tinian and is 300 miles from the explosion.   After being discharged from the Air Force for cheating on a test, with an honorable discharge, and being awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross for merely doing his job, he made a career of going mad because of the guilt he felt as a result of the bombing.  He stole, forged checks, made a big deal of how the bomb fucked him up, and in general served the left wing around the world as a showpiece on war's affect on even the winners. Major Claude Eatherly, Con Artist. No other member of the 509th Composite Group had any remorse about the attacks.  They had just saved a great deal of young men from the horror of invading the home islands.  While it is true that Japan was already defeated, George Marshall felt that America was...

This is supposed to be a furry cartoon blog.  I am so unsure of myself that I have not tried to do a sequential comic, something that has been part of my life as far back as I can remember. Anyway, about ten years ago I was reading Maus and I got the idea to draw a story called Chat, about the adventures of some cats at Dien Bien Phu.   Not only was my skill gone after a twenty five year layoff from artwork, but my writing sucked as well.  At first my hero was a strong young cat but I decided there was no challenge to simply drawing another idealized soldier in comic form.  I made him a bunny so that he would have to earn the respect of the other paratroopers.  I redrew what I had and was happy with it until I read Usagi Yojimbo.  I had seen it for years but I thought it was Manga.  Well, fuck.  I can't use a warrior rabbit when this guy had such great work out there.  I sulked for a while and then decided that no one owned...

The Beechcraft cartwheeled across the field and came to rest against a fence.  The pilot, Roger Peterson, is still inside. In the middle distance lies the body of J.P. Richardson, testimony as to how hard the plane hit. (170 mph).  There is a left foot in the foreground belonging to Richie Valens. Holly is at the left, Valens at the right.  Killed on impact.  They are frozen solid. What a waste.   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Day_the_Music_Died

Permagel Cover. Nightmares are his specialty. Elephant. Ooops!  I just found a link that makes this selection of mine obsolete.  Here it is: http://monsterbrains.blogspot.com/2011/07/charles-burns.html

It is hard to insult the foulest of fiends but here we have proof that it can be done. Uh, "Hip Knox" should really think about calling others queer. The Devil is not to be trusted. A word from the site owner.   Be alert, for his presence is everywhere. My site is fraught with peril. He is legion. For even the children will do his bidding. Listen not to his lies... And abhor temptation. We are put here to rise above our animal natures. Another ruined by his pomps. See where this is going? OMG. You will be known by your sins... For none doth escape. Trump in '16! Follow not his path. He is not Our Friend. I'm always "in the know". https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V6scn7v6JgE Adios.

Frank and Pupshaw. Frank among the Faithful. Bizarre does not begin to describe this comic. These drawings are full of nightmare qualities. Panorama.  That is Fran, top middle. A Quick Fuse. Par for the course in a Frank cartoon. This is titled Jesus and the Bear, but Jesus seems to be in the background.  This must be an apostle. Woodring's art is incredible. Pushpaw, Pupshaw, Frank and Fran. Manhog. I guess I will never know what is happening here.  Pity Himself. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=brHZ69DsfQI