The world just keeps on giving us catastrophes. The Middle East blowing up in age old hatred is just the latest and quite possibly, the most lethal. But hold on: we haven’t even been able to agree on what the Pandemic was all about. I believe that before we can hope to comprehend the whirlwind heading our way, it would be a good idea to get a grip on the last three years. It was the start gun for a long distance race that is looking increasingly open ended and karmic in nature. I have some convictions and also, many doubts about what exactly happened. I can’t quite find the right frame and the exact words. The Truth is like a bird; it alights for a while and then flies off. And then more birds appear and pretty soon, we’re fending off a murder of crows…
For complicated personal reasons, I am suddenly compelled to draw ironic cartoon birds with obvious messages. This one did not begin as a Covid Bird; I was going to post it as a straight up fun image with the appropriate song attached.
But then it morphed into this. I kind of like it.
But I hope your dreams are not of this…I wish you sweeter dreams than this.
Yes, we’re far enough in - or away, hopefully - to decode this as a historical event. ?The Truth is like a bird; it alights for a while and then flies off. And then more birds appear and pretty soon, we’re fending off a murder of crows…” Well said…I think of the crows as being ‘fact checkers’ aligned with legacy media!
There is a surreal feeling about the world that is more present now post Covid, but make no mistake, that feeling was already brewing and growing before the madness of the past few years.