Why Do They Kill Me?

Why Do They Kill Me?

<p><strong>"Kreider rules."€"David Foster Wallace.</strong></p> For years Tim Kreider's cartoons, as collected in 2004's <i>The Pain: When Will It End?</i>, were single-panel non sequiturs in the tradition of B. Kliban, about the squalor and ridiculousness of the human condition. But after the takeover by the Bush-Cheney regime and the War on Terror, he focused his bitter humor on more timely issues. His political cartoons have been, in the words of Ted Rall (not known as a sentimental softie), "among the most viscerally anti-Bush work around." As reality has become ever more nightmarish, Kreider's been driven to push the outer limits of humor to parody it. In this collection you will find: <ul><li>The Girls of Hamas calendar</li><li>The artist's conception of "Negropolis" (Strom Thurmond's proposal for a lunar colony for the repatriation of African-Americans)</li><li>John Ashcroft imagining eating Donald Rumsfeld as their bunker crumbles around them</li><li>U.S. jets bombing the Great Pyramids in the War on Horror</li><li>An analysis of the all-important Shithead Vote</li><li>An expose of the link between homosexuality and terrorism</li><li>And an ashen stake driven, just as a precaution, through Ronald Reagan's heart</li></ul> Cynical, astute, blackly hilarious, and deeply biased, these cartoons are neither the superficial, obvious jibes that appear in your daily paper's editorial section nor the didactic left-wing rants syndicated in your local alternative weekly; they are the artistic equivalent of hollow-point bullets fired from a high-powered rifle with a laser sight directly into the brain of the Bush administration. 136 pages of black-and-white cartoons