The NEW Illustrated Guide to Mendacity and Folly in the 21st Century.
Posted on | December 6, 2010 | No Comments
This will be my last cartoon for 2010–I will start up again on January 17, although I’ll probably post an off-schedule Christmas cartoon. I’ll be devoting my time to completing a parody manga that I will announce in these pages when it is ready for public consumption!
My final entry is devoted to Julian Assange, who is currently running for “Vilest Man in Both Hemispheres.” Governments, newspapers, cable news networks and people with bigger mouths than brains have been calling for his assassination. A few others have been defending him on journalistic grounds, but make no mistake. Julian Assange is not a journalist.
No, journalism abrogated its investigative function, at least in the free press of these United States, beginning sometime back in the 90s when they became cheerleaders in the relentless fight to try to prove Bill Clinton guilty of SOMETHING and completing the task in the 00′s when they became stenographers whose only task was to report what the gummint said, without checking to see if it was even remotely factual or not. THAT task they left to Jon Stewart and Bill Maher and a handful of treasonous, i.e., “liberal” blogs.
NASA just made a big brouhaha out of discovering a bacterium that lives on arsenic. Therefore, it should come as no shock when any vacuum formed by an ecological void becomes filled by some odd form of life. And that’s Julian Assange for you! Assange is not a journalist, even in the old, pre-stenographic age. He’s something else, a rogue data-miner whose purpose is to give a public platform to whistleblowers of all stripes. Just look at the Wikipedia “Wikileaks” entry and you will quickly discover that the United States of America is not the only target of the leaks published by Assange and his co-workers. In fact, Assange had been rewarded by the Index on Censorship and Amnesty International for his work in bringing to light crimes and other misdeeds.
But that was up until he started “attacking” Big Dog. It was all right as long as he was merely publicizing the wrongs of third world countries that no one (with the possible exception of their residents) really cared about. But NOW, after revealing that our wars-for-profit in Iraq and Afghanistan are as misguided as they are cruel, NOW that he revealed that our diplomats are willing to mumble in private that Berlusconi farts in public and that Prince Charles is a well-meaning featherhead, everyone is up in arms, demanding he be hanged, drawn-and-quartered, or at least be incarcerated in Sweden for having sex without a condom.
Not surprisingly, JOURNALISTS are leading the fray with incendiary editorials calling him a traitor (ummmm–he ain’t a US citizen), spy, rapist, everything short of child molester. Why? Because he points out their sins of omission. Because he shows how much they are controlled not just by governments but by the corporations that own their souls. But Assange is not a journalist. A journalist’s job is to sift through the data to find the truth and publicize it. No, Assange is a shamus, the guy who finds the data, the sexton who cleans out the synagogue. And like most fictional shamuses, he’s going to be roughed up in the process to show he’s getting closer and closer to the truth.
And like his fictional counterparts, Assange is the detective who will “shame us” by showing us just what has been painted over instead of cleaned.
(Since I sometimes need footnotes, the rhyme in the cartoon is a take-off on the Guy Fawkes chant, appropriated by the mask-wearing “terrorist” in “V for Vendetta”, another so-called anarchist whose goal is to bring down corrupt government.)