ANYTHING ABOUT Paul Taylor’s politics, and I’d prefer to keep it that way. But this frame jumped off the page and tapped me on the forehead with a coulda-hadda-vee-eight bop.
It immediately put me mind of the Che t-shirt and the pictures of Chairman Mao and all the useless oxygen thieves in this country who praise Castro’s Cuba.
It’s from Wednesday’s strip. Which will mean little-to-nothing if you haven’t been following along.
And if not, why not?