Sunday, December 28, 2025

'Staring into the Abyss at 2026' Funnies



"Enjoy What May Be Your Last Merry Christmas!"


Does this charade even have rules any more?


It just doesn't seem as if we are all living in the same reality.
Maybe I should simply try harder to put 2025 in my rearview mirror, move on, focus on the future. Can't shake this feeling of being monitored, tracked, even pursued though.
CBS News demonstrated its continued commitment to journalistic flexibility by yanking a fully vetted 60 Minutes investigation on Trump-era deportees to a notorious Salvadoran mega-prison just three hours before airtime. The network explained that the story—cleared by lawyers, standards editors, and common sense—was simply not “ready”, presumably because it lacked the most important ingredient: permission from the administration being criticized.

Not just legacy teevee media. It's difficult to feel sorry for them, having been -- willing or not --groomed by their bedfellows.

I'm saving a few curated year-end cartoon collections for the first holiday of the new year, but here's First Dog and Tjeerd Royaards for your amusement.


And the very last Oglaf (for a long while).
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Thursday, December 25, 2025

Yuletide Toons


Happy happy joy joy.

'Yuletide' means "the season of Yule", referring to the time of year around midwinter (in some parts of the northern hemisphere, this was once late September). Both 'jul' and 'Yuletide' demonstrate how the ancient Norse festival of jól influenced the cultural and linguistic development of Christmas traditions in Scandinavia and the English-speaking world. Originating as a pagan festival with no specific religious ties, Yule often involved various nature-based rituals and celebrations to mark the changing of seasons.


Yeah, fuck woke. Let's open a new front in the War on Anything/Everything.

It's spelled ...


...but whatever T-King and his manboobs say goes, as we know. He's keeping an eye on America, and it's a puffy and infected one.




Some Texans got a cow patty in their Christmas stocking this year. Richly deserved.


A few more Funnies coming on Sunday.
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Sunday, December 21, 2025

Tinsel Toons

The week before Christmas is usually a little more stressful than the rest of the year. My Xmas wish is that Satan Santa got it all out of his system. Probably not.

Make it a last-minute stocking stuffer. Supplies should be plentiful, unlike this (below) custom-made, limited-supply item.


Texas voters will either get what they want or what they deserve next year. Maybe both.


The Blues didn't have a very good December (winning a few special elections for statehouse and long-unfilled Congressional vacancies really doesn't count), but the Reds had a far worse one. No amount of calling attention to their dysfunction seems to make any difference, however, and that's unfortunately typical. How bad is that for democracy plutocracy/oligarchy?
Houston Donks will end '25 fighting amongst themselves. By no means unusual or uncommon, but the intensity of the split between shitliberals and progs bodes poorly for their challenges of the status quo in Austin and D.C. in eleven months. Lots of time left on the game clock but I'm not sensing a comeback. You'll still have Michelle's cheerleading and Kuffner's CFRs to get your hopes up, and I'll be holding your Fell For It Again Awards for presentation this time next year.

Some people get everything they want.


And some don't.

More than a few noteworthy transitions.


Closing out with some religious and sac- cartoons. Have a happy holiday if you can.
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Sunday, December 14, 2025

'Pirate of the Caribbean' Funnies


Not quite Captain Jack Sparrow.


Global maritime law says it's not piracy if a recognized state's proxy does it (so Somalis are pirates, SEALs are heroes, and Houthis are ...?). Which I suppose is why Jean LaFitte called his merry band privateers back in the day. T-Pain fits the bill in that respect.


I am also reminded of a cinematic psychopath, Daniel (Day-Lewis) Plainview from There Will Be Blood, specifically the phrase "I drink your milkshake".


The Donroe Doctrine asserts that dead men tell no tales, so there's our rationale for the "coming" land bombings.

T-Dawg likes his Coke with lots of ICE.


Indeed we are losing our legacy media in rapid fashion. Sometimes that's not a good thing.


And sometimes it is.


Some brief gallows humor about the Texas Senate contest. Thirty years on and the Donks are still placing their own necks in the noose.


"Jasmine Crockett vs. Ken Paxton is the US Senate race Texans Deserve"

Schmaltzmark Channel Holiday Specials from Brian McFadden:
I mentioned Oglaf last week; this is't one of his blasphemous toons (those are coming, just in time for Xmas) but it reminds me slightly of T-Boy. Any random presser lately, to be precise.
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Sunday, December 07, 2025

Rage Bait Funnies

It's the Word.
Some of you will recognize Oglaf as a gifted cartoonist who draws mostly pornography. There's a few that demonstrate his comedic interpretations of gnosticism -- or ag-, as the case may be -- that I will add to future Funnies/Toons posts. They're the only ones that are SFW. Inferences are all yours.

Jesse Duquette by contrast is the farthest thing from subtle.
So as America finds itself once again on the brink of a military invasion of a small country for the purposes of appropriating its mineral resources, Americans strenuously object but America's sociopathic leaders and their sycophants in the captive, corporate media press on, hurtling into another moral and environmental quagmire.


There are topics of national concern that some Americans and their elected officials would rather focus on. A few are even humorous.

For those keeping track, Mamdani won’t be mayor of NYC for another month, so it’s a little early to be panicking over what he might do if he becomes the first candidate in recorded history to accomplish everything he promised. [...]

When I was in elementary school some Birchers warned us that if we didn’t fight the Soviets, we’d end up in a society where we were spied on, stopped in the street, and ordered to show our papers. We didn’t, and here we are.

Anyway, here’s my challenge: If someone starts prattling on about communists, ask them to quote something from Das Kapital. Or ask them to explain dialectical materialism, which we covered in 10th grade.
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