New Year

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I actually drew this cartoon two weeks ago. I was working with a different editor than usual for the CNN Opinion newsletter and she wanted the cartoon fairly early, and that’s what we did.

Happy new year, everyone, and thanks for being a reader and supporting this blog. I hope you have a great 2023.

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Notes on my book, Tales From The Trumpster Fire: There are 19 copies of my book in stock, which go for $45.00 each, signed. Also, I have copies of my first book from 1997, Knee-Deep in Mississippi available for $20.00.

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Southwest Baby


In case you haven’t heard, Southwest Airlines was overwhelmed by last week’s winter storm because of their outdated technology and preference to make shareholders more comfortable than employees and customers and canceled over 13,000 flights.

I had two friends scheduled to fly Southwest this week. Rob, flying from California, actually arrived but was three hours late. Chris, flying from Milwaukee, gave up and rented a car and drove from Wisconsin to Washington National Airport where his car was parked on Tuesday. I’m glad they both arrived in Virginia…eventually…because we went out for Korean BBQ last night (I had the Korean fried chicken which made us ask, “What makes Korean fried chicken Korean other than it being made by a Korean?” It was very crunchy), but a lot of other people weren’t so lucky. Thousands have been stranded in airports across the nation, with many booking flights on other airlines, renting cars like Chris did, staying in hotels, or sleeping in baggage claim. And if you have to live on airport food for a few days, it’s very expensive.

Southwest’s reputation was built on customer service. Remember the slogan, “You’re now free to move about the country”? Yeah, there wasn’t a lot of moving about the country with Southwest this week. And now Congress is going to investigate which I’m sure they’ll determine this is all the fault of Hunter Biden’s laptop. Dammit, that’s a cartoon.

I actually like Southwest and I try to use them every time I fly, which has been pretty frequent of late because shit keeps happening. I use them because of their low fares and you get to bring two bags for free. Other airlines murder you on baggage fees. Here’s my advice for flying on Frontier Airlines: Don’t.

There are a few issues with Southwest, however. Like, you often fly over your destination to another city for a layover to your destination. When I went to this year’s convention for the Association of American Editorial Cartoonists in October, my destination was Columbus, Ohio. Southwest flew me over Columbus to Chicago and then to Columbus. When I flew to Memphis to see my kid a couple years ago, they flew me over Memphis to Houston and then to Memphis (I went this year too but they didn’t give me the shenanigans this time and my layover both ways was in Chicago). In February, I’m going to Indianapolis and Southwest is going to fly me out of Washington, D.C, then to Providence, then back over Washington to Tampa, and then to Indianapolis. On the way back, They’re flying me to Orlando and then to Washington. It may take you 15 hours for three hours of flying.

Another thing is, Southwest may not fly to where you wanna go. When I went to Las Vegas last February, I had to fly Frontier. Did I already give you my advice for flying Frontier? If you see that Frontier is the cheapest flight, compare it to other airlines AFTER you add in Frontier’s baggage fees. And if it’s just a few bucks more with the other airlines, go with them because Frontier is the suckiest suck that’s ever sucked in the air. When I went to Vegas, my only bag was my backpack and it cost me $60 per flight. That’s ridiculous.

Back to Southwest. Another thing they don’t do is assign seats. You take whatever seat you want that’s available when you enter the plane. You enter after they call you, which they do in groups, A, B, and C, and there are even groups in those groups. You can upgrade so they call you sooner with the A group which means you will have a better choice of seats. But if you refuse to spend the extra money and don’t mind waiting at the gate ten minutes longer, then you have a very good chance of entering last with the rest of the riffraff, you filthy animal. This means you’re probably going to get a middle seat and it might be between two very fat guys who want to spend the entire flight talking about trapezoids.

I’ve given up on getting a decent seat on Southwest, so what I do is just plan to board last. I don’t need the view, I don’t need to be on the aisle, and I don’t need to even be that comfortable. Just get me there. And then, I try to find two skinny people to sit between. On my return from Chicago to Washington, I was in the middle seat in the very last row, but I was between two petite college girls. Score one for Clay. No, I did not hit on them (I know I’m old and that would have grossed them out)…but I had some elbow room.

Another thing about boarding last is that there won’t be much space left in the overhead bins because everyone needs to travel with two bags because most people don’t know how to pack (but when I have two bags, I really really really need two bags). This means you may have to put your backpack on or under your feet. But if you have about $3,500 of tablets and accessories in your backpack, you’re OK with this.

I’m pretty sure all these cancellations will be worked out by the time I have to fly Southwest in February. But I’m still concerned something else will come up…because it’s Southwest. I had to fly Delta to go to my brother’s celebration of life in Monroe, Louisiana because only two airlines fly into Monroe and there are only two gates in that airport. I had to spend much more to fly Delta to get to a shithole (sorry, Monroe, but you suck), but it was a much more comfortable flight. Delta’s seating is better than Southwest’s, and every seat has a TV. Also, Delta charged me $40 for my second bag but gave me a free voucher for one of the flights, so I only paid that fee once.

My last piece of advice is, if you can, take the train.

I drew a New Year cartoon for CNN which you’ll see Sunday. I’ll blog about that when I post it here.

Facebook Suspension Update: There are 15 days left in my Facebook suspension for typing the word “Taliban.” Here’s Quannah’s countdown clock.

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Notes on my book, Tales From The Trumpster Fire: There are 19 copies of my book in stock, which go for $45.00 each, signed. Also, I have copies of my first book from 1997, Knee-Deep in Mississippi available for $20.00.

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Good Riddance, 2021


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I hate the last week of the year, personally and professionally. Of course, personal and professional has a blurry line for me because work is pretty much all I do. When I’m done writing this blog, I gotta draw another cartoon.

What I hate on a personal level about the end of the year is that every media outlet conducts those end-of-year segments where they look back on all the shit that happened. They bore me because I had just lived through it all. I don’t need to go back down that road. It’s like after riding on one of those wooden rollercoasters that knock your teeth out while someone was playing Nickelback the entire time and someone says, “Hey, wanna ride again?” No fucking thank you. I’m gonna go ride the Scooby-Doo tilt-a-whirl after spending $40 for a sandwich at Bubba Gumps (I’m thinking of Kings Dominion for this analogy. They may not even have that shit anymore).

Instead of watching real news people on TV gloss over the past year, I’d rather watch the show Netflix has now where’s a comedic take on looking back over the year (I could look it up and tell you the name, but I’m lazy). I used to enjoy reading Dave Barry’s end-of-year review, but I couldn’t stomach more than three paragraphs of it this year.

Professionally, I hate the last week of the year because it typically doesn’t give me any new news. It doesn’t give me much to draw cartoons about. A lot of people make half-jokes that we’re not supposed to do any work during the last week of the year, which I think is a good idea. Let’s all just plant ourselves on our couches and stay there until someone’s ball drops.

But, because I am who I am, I do find stuff during the last week of the year to draw cartoons on. I’ll be OK. I haven’t had an issue with finding subjects since the day Donald Trump came down that escalator in 2015 and started ranting about Mexicans.

So how was 2021? Well, it was better than 2020 but that’s like the Jacksonville Jaguars saying, “Hey, at least we’re better than the New York Jets.” That’s like Nickelback saying, “Hey, at least we’re better than Imagine Dragons.” That’s like Indiana saying, “Hey, at least we’re better than Missouri.” That’s like Sting saying, “Hey, at least my crappy love songs aren’t as crappy as Brian Adams’ love songs.” “Every Breath You Take” is amazing, but it’s not a love song. It’s a stalker song.

There were more deaths from covid in 2021 than 2020, but covid only had ten months for its rampage in 2020. We got a new president in 2021, one who’s not a racist grifting reality game show host. We got the vaccines. We also got an insurrection attempt. The Nazis haven’t gone away. The anti-covid gaslighters from 2020 turned into anti-vaxxers in 2021. There are way too many people in this nation taking medical advice from a moron who calls UFC fights instead of listening to actual doctors and scientists. People went from taking aquarium cleaner to fight covid in 2020 to taking horse medicine in 2021. There were too many people in 2021 spreading conspiracy theories and believing an election they lost was stolen by Italian satellites and Chinese bamboo. And Donald Trump is still ranting about Mexicans.

And just like in 2020, I never had a day struggling to find something to draw a cartoon about.

I expect 2022 to be better than 2021, but then again, I’ll direct you back to my Jacksonville/Jets comment. But, just as your hopes were being raised by the optimistic outlook of a new year, leave it to me to burst your balloon of sunny anticipation…

…there are midterm elections in 2022.

Music note: Today’s tunes to toon to were by Coldplay. Yeah, I know. But since this was a quick and easy cartoon, I only listened to about three songs. I usually don’t start listening to music until I start crosshatching.

Signed prints: The signed prints are just $40.00 each. Every cartoon on this site is available. You can pay through PayPal. If you don’t like PayPal, you can snail mail it to Clay Jones, P.O. Box 3721, Fredericksburg, VA 22402. I can mail the prints directly to you or if you’re purchasing as a gift, directly to the person you’re gifting.

Notes on my book, Tales From The Trumpster Fire: There are 18 copies of my book in stock, which go for $45.00 each, signed. Also, I have copies of my first book from 1997, Knee-Deep in Mississippi available for $20.00.

Tip Jar: if you want to support the cartoonist, please send a donation through PayPal to clayjonz@gmail.com. You can also snail it to P.O. Box 3721, Fredericksburg, VA 22402.

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Buh-Bye, Blubber


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I know. I know. Donald Trump weighs more than 243 pounds, but I’m going with what his doctor claims.

When I came up with this idea (while trying to get one on another subject, as usual), my first thought was on how much to list his weight. I do my research so I looked up the last lie that came from his physical and it’s listed at 243. We all know that’s a lie. If you have eyes, you know that’s a lie.

Political cartoons do make fun of people’s appearances but that should never be the point (even though I made an entire cartoon recently on Kelly Loeffler’s extremely long neck). But the rules on making fun of someone’s weight can change depending upon their character. Like, if they’re just generally a rotten human being, you can make fun of their weight. If they made fun of other people’s weight, for example, calling a woman a “fat pig,” you can make fun of their weight. And, if they make their weight an issue, you can make fun of their weight. Also, if they choose to look like an orange clown with a bleached ferret on their head, you can make fun of them.

Donald Trump’s weight and health became another part of the chaos and insanity he brought to this nation. When his doctor comes out and says Donald Trump can live up to 200 years, you can go after them. Even his last physical became a major news item because they didn’t just lie about the results, they lied about taking the physical.

Donald Trump unexpectedly went to the hospital in 2019 and no one knows why. The White House claimed he was taking his physical on different dates, like they were chopping it up. One day, he steps on a scale. The next day, they stick a finger in his ass. No, they don’t do it like that. They do it all at once. Have you ever had a physical? If so, then you know the entire unpleasant experience is all at once. And for Donald Trump’s doctor, really unpleasant for him.

The subject of Donald Trump’s weight, his lying about it, and other people lying about it (how does he get people to do that?), is just one more bonus of dropping Donald Trump. There’s a lot of crazy stupid shit we’re getting rid of while also having a lot to clean up too.

And yeah, 243 can’t be accurate and I know I’ll be getting shit about it all day. The cartoon is dated for the first day of the year (in case you’re a Republican, that’s January 1), so I’ll be getting additional shit then on GoComics. I already posted this cartoon on Facebook, and I swear I’m not exaggerating but within a minute, someone gave me shit about the 243. By now, there are about 20 comments about the 243 not being right. It has turned into a guessing game. 285? 340? 400? There should be a national contest for it. If you guess the correct weight, you get the coronavirus vaccine.

Anyway, it doesn’t matter how much orange blubber there is, on January 20, it’s gone.

Buh-bye, blubber.

Signed prints: The signed prints are just $40.00 each. Every cartoon on this site is available. You can pay through PayPal. If you don’t like PayPal, you can snail mail it to Clay Jones, P.O. Box 9103, Fredericksburg, VA 22403. I can mail the prints directly to you or if you’re purchasing as a gift, directly to the person you’re gifting.

Notes on my book, Tales From The Trumpster Fire: I have an order of 20 copies of my book (12 are left to purchase) on the way, which I’m selling for $45.00 each, signed. The books won’t arrive until after the new year, but orders are being taken and they’ll be shipped as soon as I receive them. Also, I have copies of my first book from 1997, Knee-Deep in Mississippi available for $20.00.

Update on book: They’re here but…I forgot to order envelopes. Shit. Envelopes are on the way. I’m sorry and I shouldn’t have assumed I had enough on hand. I swear that about 30 book envelopes disappeared out of my apartment.

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May Old Trumpster Fires Be Forgot


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Everyone pretty much agrees 2020 was the suck of all sucks when it comes to years. About the only people who disagree are billionaire assholes who were able to take advantage of a global pandemic to become bigger billionaire assholes.

But we didn’t just get a shitty year with 2020. We got shitty years in 2017, 2018, 2019, and 2020. We’ve had four years of a racist in the White House defending Vladimir Putin and Nazis. We’ve had an orange shitgibbon throwing babies into cages. We seen four years of huge government spending on a useless racist border wall and huge tax cuts for billionaires. We’ve had four years of a child in the White House attacking facts while telling over 20,000 lies. We’ve had four years of a conman grifting the country for his own wealth. We’ve had four years of a president (sic) acting as though laws don’t apply to him, and a political party acting like laws don’t apply to him. We’ve had four years of watching the Republican Party abandon all principles to become a cult. We’ve had four years of a cult devouring half this nation.

Personally, I’m conflicted. While watching my nation be destroyed from within by shitweasels and fucknuts, I was having a blast. But when political cartoonists are thriving, the nation is in trouble. We’re the guys who tell jokes at funerals.

As for the racist cult of troglodyte sycophants, I’ll say to you what Green Day sang and, “I hope you had the time of your life.” Appropriately, the name of that song is “Good Riddance.”

Signed prints: The signed prints are just $40.00 each. Every cartoon on this site is available. You can pay through PayPal. If you don’t like PayPal, you can snail mail it to Clay Jones, P.O. Box 9103, Fredericksburg, VA 22403. I can mail the prints directly to you or if you’re purchasing as a gift, directly to the person you’re gifting.

Notes on my book, Tales From The Trumpster Fire: I have an order of 20 copies of my book (12 are left to purchase) on the way, which I’m selling for $45.00 each, signed. The books won’t arrive until after the new year, but orders are being taken and they’ll be shipped as soon as I receive them. Also, I have copies of my first book from 1997, Knee-Deep in Mississippi available for $20.00.

Tip Jar: if you want to support the cartoonist, please send a donation through PayPal to clayjonz@gmail.com. You can also snail it to P.O. Box 9103, Fredericksburg, VA 22403.

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Goodbye 2019, Hello 2020


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It only recently occurred to me that we’re not just coming to the end of another year, but also the end of another decade. OK, technically the decade doesn’t end until the end of 2020, but let’s not argue semantics today. I imagine somewhere someone’s making a big deal about the end of a decade, but I think the older you get, the less you care about it.

I’m more concerned about events over time than I am about dated milestones. I’m more concerned that my nation is headed for the worse over time instead of improving. I went from being optimistic from the Obama years to pessimistic from the Trump years. While we live in a nation that elected Barack Obama, nearly half the nation erupted in hatred and anger over electing the first black president.

In America, our first black president had to be nearly perfect as a human being. The white man who replaced him only had to be the worst of us. And now, it seems each year is getting worse. There is so much more that’s important in this nation than a thriving economy, which the angry old white man didn’t even give us.

With an impeachment trial to start 2020, and an election to end it, do you expect major change? Trump isn’t going anywhere soon and if you look at polls from swing states, we’re in danger of him staying beyond 2020. America may reelect its first impeached president.

If Trump is reelected, expect him to get worse. He will become more flagrant and won’t even attempt to hide his criminal activity anymore. Here are some predictions: We’ll see a White House visit for Vladimir Putin. The U.S. will pull out of NATO. Trump will start a new military alliance with Russia. Trump will pull U.S. troops out of South Korea and maybe even Japan. Trump will appoint Ivanka, or Jared, or both, to his cabinet.

Biggest prediction of all: Donald Trump will either run for a third term or attempt to abolish the 2024 election altogether. This prediction is based less on my wild imagination and more on Donald Trump, a man without a sense of humor, “joking” about being president for life.

Before we get rid of Donald Trump, things will get worse before they get better. It’s always darkest before the dawn. I predict very dark times ahead for the United States and the world.

Our dumpster fire will only grow more intense. Happy new year.

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Hello, 2017


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This is my last cartoon for 2016. I will draw another cartoon before the new year starts but it will be dated for January 1. I think it’s appropriate that my last cartoon for the year is on Donald Trump as my first one was also.

A few months ago I thought I’d be done drawing Donald Trump by now. Yeah, I figured he’d stick around a bit longer making news by complaining about losing the election and his followers would be making national asses out of themselves. Who knew he’d win the election and with that win he’d keep complaining about it and his followers would be making national asses out of themselves? Anyone who claims they knew Trump would win didn’t know what they were talking about. They just got lucky.

While you’re celebrating the end of 2016 keep in mind that in January the Trump presidency begins. This national disaster and international embarrassment will afflict our nation for years, even after Trump is gone.

For the next four years (unless he’s impeached) we’re going to have narcissism, greed, stupidity, mass corruption, and evil people running our nation. Honorable people will resist and stand up for their nation during these dark times. I will be spending the next year chronicling the entire disaster and calling the crooks out.

Have a happy new year. Get your party on while you can because come January 20 we have work to do. The party’s over and now the real fun can begin.

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