Never Rational American Gothic

Never Rational American Gothic
There is a sickness in the USA.
It’s a kind of lust.
An addiction.
A fetish.
It’s an irrational attraction to toys that end life. It doesn’t matter how many children shoot their siblings, how many people shoot themselves, on accident or on purpose, or how many disturbed individuals shoot swaths of others at once; the thirst for possession of murdersticks is seemingly unquenchable.

It doesn’t matter that you are statistically more likely to commit suicide than than to successfully defend your home from an invader. It doesn’t matter that accidents in the home are more prevalent than incidents of protection.
Statistics.
Facts.
Data.
Nothing sways the worship.
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Posted: April 4th, 2018 under Illustration, Politix - 1 Comment. Tags: , , ,

Trump’s Christmas Gift to the Middle Class

Yes, this is disgusting.
Is it as disgusting as giving tax scam handouts to billionaires instead of funding programs that would help the middle class or the poor?
I think not.
Merry Xmas everyone!!
And happy new year!!

Posted: December 30th, 2017 under Christmas, Illustration, New Year's, Politix - 1 Comment. Tags: , , , ,

TrumpCare

More for the few, less for the many.

Posted: July 3rd, 2017 under Illustration, Politix - No Comments. Tags: ,

Trumpcare (Unfinished)


This is not finished yet. Please don’t share it, but please do give feedback. I hope to have it finished in a few days.

Posted: June 25th, 2017 under Illustration, Politix, Process - No Comments. Tags: , , , ,

Mother Russia

Mother Russia

Mother Russia

Posted: May 31st, 2017 under Illustration, Politix - No Comments. Tags: , , , , , ,

The least of Me…

Posted: February 5th, 2017 under Illustration, Politix - 2 Comments. Tags: , , , ,

If I could have his hand please…

Posted: February 4th, 2017 under Politix - 1 Comment. Tags:

Gorge

I am working on a graphic novel. Putting way more detail into it than I should.
This is a study for the opening scene.
I like cliffs and mountains and rivers and bridges. And Fog.

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Posted: August 6th, 2011 under Sketch - No Comments. Tags: , ,

The Year We Make Contact in Uranus

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This is probably the simplest drawing I have done since I was four years old, but it felt really appropriate. This is for my science fiction anthem now available in iTunes:
The Year We Make Contact In Uranus
By Erich Meatleg

http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/the-year-we-make-contact-in/id392025917

Lyrics:
Rolling down a highway
on a lonely rural night,
I was blinded by a beam of light
and sucked into the sky.
Pulled into a craft above
and dropped upon its floor,
I raised my head in fear
to my shiny, metal captors!

In wide-eyed fear I screamed
as I was pleading for my life.
I asked them to identify
intentions and the like and they said:
“We are the Robutts.
We came to harvest slaves:
The anaerobic animals
that live inside your enclaves!”

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

BOW DOWN FOR THE ANAL PROBE!
IN SPACE, NO ONE CAN SAVE YOUR HIDE!!
BOW DOWN FOR THE ANAL PROBE!
YOU CANT CLOSE THE BROWN EYE!!!

In a bid to save my dignity I
made a last request:
I beseeched the tiny Robutts
for a grander audience.
I said, “I want to see your leader!”
The Robutts looked perplexed!
They warned me as they summoned it:
“You know not what you assk!”

A siren blared immensley
and a door slid open wide.
A tall, translucent one-eyed beast
slithered to the light.
I begged for liberation
unmolested from inside!
A gaping maw of crooked spires
opened to reply:

It said.. it said.. this is what it said:
(THE BEAST, RANTING)

(What the…?)
I didn’t understand a single word of that,
(What is he talking about?)
but found out exactly what IT meant:

BOW DOWN FOR THE ANAL PROBE!
THERE ARE NO SEAT BELTS FOR THIS RIDE!!
BOW DOWN FOR THE ANAL PROBE!
PREPARE TO BE ANALYZED!!!

I plummeted to Earth again
when my hard night was through…
I wondered why my life was spared
after I’d been so used…
The Robutts transmitted
as they sped out of sight:
“Next collection: Tomorrow Night!”

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

BOW DOWN FOR THE ANAL PROBE!
YOU BET YOUR ASS, YOU CANNOT WIN!!
BOW DOWN FOR THE ANAL PROBE!
THE ROBUTTS GET YOU IN THE END!!!

Robutts:
“Do not struggle.
Resistance is futile.”

Posted: September 12th, 2010 under Album Cover - No Comments. Tags: , ,