Is this the only comic that can be made about the Taliban without me getting my head cut off? Maybe, only time will tell, and I’ve heard time is being coy these days about telling us anything.

So yes! I am totally a dad now! Little Man is coming up to his third week of life, and his geopolitical opinions are a little rough around the edges. It’s ok, we have time to iron them out I’m sure. I had a whole lot of great gags written here but WordPress deleted it all. So this post is going to be much more brief.

Auckland just got it’s first lockdown in about a year due to someone walking in some Delta variant from Australia. Nice one guys I hope it was worth it. Although in all honesty I haven’t noticed any difference. I’ve been on paternity leave lockdown since Little Man was born. So my life has not been impacted at all.

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The last rays of sunset. An apocalyptic wanderer comes across a rose bush in the midst of a vast desert. The bush boasts a single beautiful flower.
Caption: An hour past the last dessicated pilgrim, she found what they’d been seeking.

The wanderer sits on the ground, gazing ahead intently as night closes in. A gas can is sitting on the ground beside her and she is holding a lighter.
Caption: It was as lovely as the stories said, one final bastion of beauty in a broken world.

The bush burns in the night with an ephemeral beauty. Flames lick up around the solitary flower.
Caption: So she put its siren soul to rest.