Last April I wrote, “If I make a mistake and publish a typo, everybody feels bad, but nobody has a funeral. I’m not an architect. My designs can’t fall down and kill anybody.”\n<\/p>\n
Well, let’s take another look at that. Even though I haven’t made much money at it in recent years, I still consider myself a cartoonist, and, if you haven’t noticed, people are now actually getting killed<\/a> over a few cartoons.\n<\/p>\n I remember writing a report in high school about this “ungentlemanly art<\/a>,” after I’d sent a batch of correspondence to famous editorial cartoonists. Paul Conrad<\/a>, at the beginning of his long career at the Los Angeles Times<\/span>, sent me a friendly letter with helpful details that became my favorite among the replies. (As a result, I always felt a personal connection to him, and was elated several years later when Los Angles mayor Sam Yorty failed to successfully sue Conrad, who drew Yorty dressed in a Napoleon suit.)\n<\/p>\n