Although I'm certainly glad cartoons are finally getting some respect as an art, I'm fairly ambivalent to see cartooning as a legitimate academic offering. If comics need to be deconstructed and explained, something is really wrong with them.

The more words you have at your disposal, the more precisely you can express yourself.

Ah, the life of a newspaper cartoonist - how I miss the groupies, drugs and trashed hotel rooms!

Dad, how do soldiers killing each other solve the world's problems?

You are demoted from First Tiger to bulk rate.

Let's say that life is this square of the sidewalk. We are born at this crack and we die at that crack. Now we find ourselves somewhere inside the square and in the process of walking outside of it. Suddenly, we realize our time in here is fleeting. Is our quick experience here pointless? Does anything we say or do in here really matter? Have we done anything important? Have we been happy? Have we made the most of these precious few footsteps?

Letting your mind play is the best way to solve problems.