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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A recently dead rabbit lies in the grass. It’s not rotting or grotesque yet, but its eyes are milky. A crow perches on top of the animal, looking down at it speculatively. In a second it will begin to tear into it.
Caption: The universe tends towards entropy.

Two alpine hikers on an incline. One is waving, hailing the other. Somewhere between them on the slope is the small figure of a crow.
Caption: She found me when I was broken.

The same frame as the last, but at sunset. A single figure sits on the slope, gazing out at the alpine vista.
Caption: She always said she wanted to leave things better than when she found them.

A clean, sun bleached rabbit skull lies on the ground with grass growing around and through it. At the edge of frame we might be able to see part of the lone figure.
Caption: The universe tends towards entropy.