New subscribers to Spark and Spitfire are not familiar with my regular “Ignite” posts, typically published on a Friday to kindle laughter after the end of a long week. Regular subscribers have no doubt forgotten about this feature because the last time I published an “Ignite” post was last March 5. “Ignite” features cartoons from my proprietary collection and are typically focused on one topic.
Today’s “Ignite” is focused on the possibility, particularly in light of today’s turmoil, that creating the world caused God a lot of stress. Perhaps God needs a break. Needs to spend some time in therapy.
Interesting how cartoonists — and most folks, I guess — depict God. For the last decade or so, ever since I read “Beloved” (several times because it is not an easy read), I’ve pictured God as Toni Morrison: a fierce, but compassionate black female who writes well enough to win the Nobel Prize in Literature. I don’t know what Tucker Carlson would think of my perspective on who (or what) created the world, but this is my critical race theory.*
Hey, Tucker, my God who looks like Toni Morrison, sees everyone as “beloved,” even a butthead like you. Too bad you won’t be meeting up in heaven.
*Critical race theory is ONLY taught in law schools and according to the Pew Research Foundation, more than 70% of Carlson’s viewers and followers have no idea what it is. Last Wednesday evening, even Tucker confessed live on his show: “I’ve never figured out what critical race theory is, to be totally honest with you, after a year of talking about it.”
These are so good and much needed this morning. Thank you!!
You’re so welcome, Kelly. Thanks for enjoying them.
You chose a great theme for the day. All the cartoons are funny and I laughed out loud at, “What the hell was I thinking?” Sometimes I think that too.
Adrienne said that the last cartoon has my name written all over it. That being said, I suspect that the world wouldn’t be in such deep doo-doo if women were running things.
Worse yet, those little stickers on fruit are plastic and non compostable. This was a human error for sure!
Gosh, that IS worst yet, Beth. What is the purpose of those stickers, anyway? I’ve never really looked at one. Just scraped it off.