That's Entertainment?

"Culture" is brutal, smart--and funny. Writer/Director/Actor Ari Gold holds a funhouse mirror to our collective faces and dares us not to flinch. If you blink you'll miss it, but it sure as hell gets to the point quicker than a bloated snoozer like, let's say, Funny Games.

Weekly Original Cartoon Round-Up

CARTOON OF THE WEEK The newest Cartoon of the Week comes from our newest artist, Kelly Ferguson, of Liberal Angst. Every day liberal cartoonists are hard at work, doodling while avoiding their real jobs and responsibilities. Sometimes you see the results, and sometimes you don't. At Left 'Toon Lane we think a cartoon is worth a thousand words, and that sometimes the Bush Administration is so perfectly ironic that only a cartoon can capture the reality. This week six different artists produced fifteen different cartoons about today's politics. I hope you enjoy them, and that you'll come to Left 'Toon Lane, not just for the jokes, but for art and artists to punch up your own blogs and publications. You can see all this week's cartoons, in full size, at Left 'Toon Lane.

Me, I trust in seat belts

Log Cabin Polar Bears

Why Bush 41 really fainted.

click to enlarge You just can't keep a good agent of Satan down. Bush 41 passed out this past weekend. The doctors, obviously on the payroll of the Illuminati, claimed he suffered from simple dehydration. I call bollocks on the the whole story. What was an 82 year old man doing out in the middle of the desert in 94 degree heat in the middle of winter? I bet you didn't know it got up to 94 degrees in the U.S. in winter? Never mind, don't get me sidetracked on Gore so early in the morning. Here is the real story... Bush 41 was in the sweltering heat for one reason, so he could begin to grow accustomed to feeling of the flames of Hell licking his flesh as he bows before his master, Satan, for spawning the Anti-Christ, Bush 43. And he got in more practice this weekend... a brush with homosexuality. "The ugliest part of what happened was that my [male] friend … gave me mouth-to-mouth resuscitation," Cause you know, somewhere in Hell, there is a razor wire butt-plug with his name on it.