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CONvoy

This new Dustinland comic is about how there’s a Trump CONvoy coming to my town soon. Maybe tomorrow. Not sure. Supposedly it’s a “back the blue” convoy but we all know it’s just a parade full of brainwashed fascists for Trump, just waiting to unload their guns in the name of Q. So I churned out this quickie strip just to remind people to not play into their game, don’t meet them with violence, be peaceful, hell, maybe even ignore them. And vote. Let them have their truck and boat parties. The only thing that matters is that we vote out their criminal leader before the year is over, and Moscow Mitch with him.

Tolerants

This week’s new Dustinland comic is about a lot of things — mainly the debate on race we’ve all been having lately. Actually we’ve been having it for decades now, but the Trump era has really brought it to the forefront, which is probably the one thing we can thank him for.

So on one hand, it’s about our conversation on race and equality. But it’s also a conversation about the conversation, and how who can and can’t say what. Because I think ultimately, it’s hard to say what’s more frustrating: That we’re still debating what seems incredibly obvious (everyone should be treated equally in the U.S. and yet this still isn’t the way things are) or that we can’t even talk to each other anymore without being attacked, trolled, berated or cancelled.

What’s The Difference

Some people may have their feelings hurt by this new Dustinland comic, but that was not my intention. I’m simply bringing to life the inner dialogue that takes place within the mind of cynical folks like myself, whose instincts are to expect the worst from most people and scenarios. And at times like these, while it may be natural to scoff at people simply posting on social media as if that’s going to change the world, it’s important to realize that EVERYTHING helps. You need all the things. Yes, of course action is more important than likes and shares, but that doesn’t make social media posts bad or useless, especially when they are well-intentioned expressions of honest frustration that the world just won’t seem to change.