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Doonesbury had the requisite and overwhelming influence in 1980, as it did on any college cartoonist who was paying attention, of course.

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I don’t get fan mail. It disappeared with the digital revolution.
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Digital Revolution Fans Mail
Liberal, shmiberal. That should be a new word. Shmiberal: one who is assumed liberal, just because he’s a professional whiner in the newspaper.
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Heart Libertarian Politics
The digital world has allowed me a connection with my reader that I’d never had before. I didn’t meet the people who read my material.
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Allow Artist Connection People
I’d be a Libertarian, if they weren’t all a bunch of tax-dodging professional whiners.
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Bunch Libertarian Subtext
That’s the conundrum of cartoon stripping, as opposed to political cartoons. When your anger is the driving force of your drawing hand, failure follows. The anger is OK, but it has to serve the interests of the heart, frankly.
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Anger Hands Heart
He comic page is dying; I didn’t want to go with it.
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Dying Pages Want
I can say that even in the midst of my most cynical comic stripping: Opus shone through with a bit of heart, anchoring the ugly proceedings with a comforting pull of emotion.
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Comfort Cynical Heart
I’ll confess right here that I secretly wish I’d have drawn a strip about a little boy with a fake tiger, going for adventures throughout the universe in spaceships of his imagination.
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Adventure Boys Imagination
The fan letters were mostly answered by professional people that’d done them for a living. And I didn’t have any daily connection with their response to my work. I didn’t have a relationship with my audience. And every artist should have it.
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Connection Fans Living Material Relationship Work
A turkey which was no doubt a lively, intelligent bird… a social being… capable of actual affection… nuzzling its young with almost human- like compassion. Anyway, it’s dead and we’re gonna eat it. Please give our respects to its family.
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Affection Anyone Capable Country Dead Social
It was a huge challenge to learn digital painting well enough so that computers don’t pop into mind when one sees one.
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Challenges Digital Mind
And just as it is with all proper grannies, she ordered me into my pink bunny jammies.
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Bunnies Granny Jammies
My kids hear me behind my door, giggling like an idiot, and they roll their eyes at the blatant indignity of it all.
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Doors Eye Kids
Dear Lord, I’ve been asked, nay commanded, to thank Thee for the Christmas turkey before us…
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Christmas Food Funny
I drew the last image ever of Opus at midnight while Puccini was playing and I got rather stupid. Thirty years. A bit like saying goodbye to a child – which is ironic because I was never, never sentimental about him as many of his fans were.
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Children Goodbye Stupid
I knew ‘Mars Needs Moms! ‘ would be a movie seconds after the title came to mind. Similarly, I also knew that my daughter would be calling me a dork as a default term of endearment eventually.
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Daughter Mom Mother

Doonesbury had the requisite and overwhelming influence in 1980, as it did on any college cartoonist who was paying attention, of course.

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