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Just Fine

This week’s new Dustinland comic is about when you’re in a bad mood and someone is all bubbly and friendly, asking you “HEY WHAT’S UP?!” and you just can’t hide your discontent and you just sort of fake it unconvincingly. Also I was super busy and only had time to draw one frame, so yeah, tah-dah!

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Special thanks to Zeke O’Donnell for bringing this to life in one day. Amazing. Genius. Brilliant.

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Rotten To The Core

As much as I seem to hate apple picking in this week’s new Dustinland comic, I actually kind of enjoy it for some reason. Just seems like something you have to do each year. But it’s better when it’s not too crowded and when it’s cool out, not 75. But hey, climate change! Fun times.

Really though, I went to an orchard this year that was so crowded, people were waiting 30 minutes just for coffee and donuts. I mean, with a five-year-old in tow, that’s just not gonna happen. I bet the farm I visited got written up on Time Out or something. Man, nothing ruins a cool spot like a Time Out link.

Stay Young

I’ll admit it, a lot of my comics are depressing. I am definitely a pessimist. Or perhaps a realist at best. But as I allude to in this week’s new Dustinland comic, that’s what’s nice about being a parent. Kids are so naive and wonderful, they do seem to really love life. And that’s something to learn from. True, you can never go back to the garden again, but you can at least try to learn something from the way they experience life. In the face of such endless misery — like the awful events in the news today, this week, this month, this past year — what else can you do but try to do your best, to make the world better, and to find some joy in the world, wherever you can.

My Four-Year-Old Son Wrote This Comic

You know, one thing that kills me about Trump (one non-obvious thing that is) is that he makes me question whether I can post a comic about anything other than politics. It feels so trivial talking about other things while he’s out destroying America and our future, but you know, life does go on. And I have the right to talk about other things going on in my life. So here you go. New Dustinland comic that was literally written by my son. I sort of explained to him what I do on the side recently, and he said he wanted to make a comic, and told me word for word what it would be. Not sure if I’ll show him this one but hey, I enjoyed it. Hopefully you do too.

I’m not going back to 100% parental comics of course, but I just can’t do all Trump all the time. It’s just not fun, and it’s also really hard to say something interesting and original when there’s a topic that everyone in the universe is discussing 24/7.

The Real Winners

This week’s Dustinland comic harkens back to the Bush era and the old phrase “the terrorists win.” Back then it was used by Bush and co (including tens of millions of Trump supporters who like to pretend they didn’t vote for Bush) to silence dissent with patriotism. I’m repurposing the phrase and using it to describe what is actually happening, which is the terrorists are getting exactly what they wanted. And yes, I’m not afraid to say Islamic terrorists, because that’s what we’re talking about. Their goal was an has been to destroy the West from within, to spread fear, to use our strengths against us, and it really seems to be working. The U.S., half of Europe, we’ve all been blinded into voting for the biggest assholes who use our fear of terror attacks and Muslim culture in general to grab power and twist laws. So while the common folk debate whether there should be a travel ban to the Mid East or not, Trump and his buddies will be filling their pockets, erasing freedom of the press and making it impossible to vote for a Democrat. So there you have it. Democracy traded for the illusion of safety.