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Livin The Dream?

This week’s Dustinland comic is basically a combination of all the discussions I’ve been having in the real world. I moved to the burbs about 5 months ago and so now everyone wants to hear my take on it. It’s like when you get married or have kids or get back from a big vacation. Everyone asks you the same things—for good reason. But it does get tiring having the same conversation over and over again. Although there are some subtle nuances that can be more interesting if you really dig into them. Like seeing skunks and fearing ticks. That’s when I enjoy the conversation more.

And man, I really did see a skunk this weekend, crossing the street in front of my house. A skunk! I live 40 minutes from NYC! Later I showed my kid a picture of a skunk and told him, hey, if you ever see this animal, STAY AWAY. And then a neighbor told me, oh boy, coming out in broad daylight, could be a rabid skunk. Man, that’s not cool. Skunks are bad enough. Now it’s a rabid skunk!

But yeah, I do like it out here.

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Commuted

This week’s Dustinland comic is my first since moving to a house in Westchester, and my last before the stupid U.S. election. I decided to spare you more political nonsense and just threw you something lighthearted about my new place in the world. And yes, it’s been two weeks since my last update. Very unusual. Aside from vacations and work trips, I have updated my site with a new comic once a week since 2000. So as you can imagine, I’ve been busy. Man, moving SUCKS. Glad I’m finally here. It’s pretty great. And yeah, the comic thing, I do feel like that but only sometimes. Like when I sit on the back of the train where all the midtown finance guys sit. The front is way chiller.

The Wonder Years

This week’s Dustinland comic was inspired by the NYC bombings. I pretty much say all I have to say about the subject in the strip. This is more of a place for people to discuss it. Aside from the 5,000 social media channels I engage on as well. But yes, these last 15 years or so sure do make you wish for the days when the worst thing on the news was the president getting a blowjob.

The NYC E Cig Ban

This week’s Dustinland comic was inspired by my buddy Russ. He’s an authority in vaping aka e-cigarettes. Basically the dude smoked for years and years and never was able to quit. Then e-cigs came along and boom, he’s done smoking. Sure, he still vapes all the time, but he feels great. Anyway, I recently heard that he’s supporting a lawsuit against the city claiming their soon to be enacted e cig ban is actually illegal, so I called him and asked what the deal was.

You can find out more about that from Russ’ podcast Click Bang! Me personally, I don’t smoke cigarettes. Never have. And I was so happy when they banned smoking from bars. But this… this just seems stupid. Here’s something that people are using to kick the habit, and we’re going to make it more difficult for them? Why? Well, that’s what the strip is about, so no need to get into it again here. But yeah. NYC. Come on. Bloomberg is out. Enough with the nanny state thing.

Why I Don’t Like The Freedom Tower

I was originally going to title this comic “Why I Hate The Freedom Tower,” but then I realized I don’t hate it. I just don’t like it. I know, it’s easy to look at it and think, “Hey, wow, a super tall shiny modern building that’s supposed to represent all the good things about our country, sweet.” But it’s that second part that ruins it for me.

If this building had nothing to do with 9/11, I’d be cool with it. It is most likely going to be the largest LEED certified building in the world, and that’s something I support. But this thing is supposed to be a statement to the world. And that’s where it goes wrong—mostly because it has taken an embarrassing amount of time to get this thing done. And that’s because of the endless politically wrangling that goes on in this country for just about everything. After such an epic tragedy, you’d think we’d be able to get together, agree on something, then do whatever it takes to rebuild as soon as possible to show the world what we’re made of. Nope. As I said in the comic, plenty of enormous constructions have been built since 2001, and it didn’t take over a decade to complete any of them. Yes, of course you can’t compare this with your average building site, but still, even considering the circumstances, if the goal of this building was to send a message, we dropped the ball.

Frankly, I would have far preferred no building, just the wonderful memorials that stood exactly where the original towers were. Was there even a need for this much office space? I remember reading that they were having a hard time keeping the original towers fully occupied. But no, this is America, and we all knew from the very start, they were going to build something enormous. No other option would ever be seriously considered.

So now we have our new giant corporate office. It looms over the skyline—you can see it from pretty much anywhere it seems. And soon I’m sure we’ll all be seeing tourist photos with the tower in the background, or from the observation deck. And that’s always something a bit ghoulish to me. There was a site called something like Hot Girls Smiling At Ground Zero that makes the point I’m getting at better than anything I ever could write. It’s just weird to see people smiling and waving at the camera in front of a disaster site, yet that is what you see.

I don’t know, maybe I’m just tired of the whole thing. This moment in time that changed the world for the worse, that struck when I was just out of college, that marked the point when my naive trivial youth ended and my serious pessimistic adulthood started. And every time I see that building, that’s what I’m reminded of.

Oh well, at least it’s going to be officially called One World Trade Center and not the Freedom Tower.

Dustinland — The 10 Subway Commanments

When you live in New York, you know commuting by subway is enough to drive you insane. This morning my train was so crowded and full of crazy people, angry lunatics and smelly, dirty homeless people, it gave me the impression that the entire world is going insane and that I better get out of NYC while I’m still relatively normal. Too late perhaps but at least I can draw almost funny comics. So that’s what this weeks Dustinland is about. I’ve been wanting to do this one for a while, although now that I think about it, if I could rearrange it, I think I would make “Shut your screaming baby up” an official commandment and make it 11. Crying baby on a morning commute? Pure hell.

In other news, there are some ads on the site now. All part of a little experiment I call “Making money so I can pay for things.” Hopeful it works out well for everyone involved.