Crikey

11 Comments

1. kate
   Posted Thursday, 29 October 2009 at 4:00 pm | Permalink

   FD mate, sorry to interrupt the grieving process but really, it’s just a seagull. Rats with wings. There are millions of the blighters. Did you go home & have a nice steak dinner? Cos, you know… death happens. Nature red in tooth & claw, and all that.

   Perhaps that’s harsh.

2. paddy
   Posted Thursday, 29 October 2009 at 4:27 pm | Permalink

   After yesterday’s outburst, I certainly can’t cast nasturtiums at Kate’s acerbic observations.
   But let me just say this Mr Cartoonist…….
   In 4 panels, with a few well chosen words, you’ve captured that awful sad essence of roadkill.
   It’s also a brilliant piece of visual art. Kudos FD. One of your best works.

3. robbi64
   Posted Thursday, 29 October 2009 at 5:10 pm | Permalink

   Now there is how to handle … helplessness, hopelessness, grief and existential terror, all at the same time. And look, the First Dog is even alive to draw a lucid cartoon about it.

   What’s not to like about just experiencing a few yuck feelings, and moving on to hand washing? Seems perfectly human and sensible to me.

   Thanks for caring for a seagull, FDOTM. Think global, act local.

4. robbi64
   Posted Thursday, 29 October 2009 at 5:17 pm | Permalink

   Hmmm … and that reminds me. I found some humans doing something strange on the major arterial road network recently, FDOTM.

   There was a big bloke redirecting the traffic at the crest of the hill. He was hard to ignore, so I slowed down. There were a bunch of cars all bunched up in the left lane on the other side.

   I thought it was an accident. But it wasn’t. They were corralling a young kangaroo with the cars, and all these people were trying to gently herd it back over to the fence, so it could rejoin its mob. And presumably, not ruin one anonymous person’s day by colliding with their car. How very kind and thoughtful of those people.

5. Venise Alstergren
   Posted Thursday, 29 October 2009 at 5:36 pm | Permalink

   Insightful masterpiece.

6. Chris Johnson
   Posted Thursday, 29 October 2009 at 6:33 pm | Permalink

   The moral of the story is it’s painful to care. I wish there were more people like you FD.

7. kate
   Posted Friday, 30 October 2009 at 8:23 am | Permalink

   OK, now I feel really mean.

8. robbi64
   Posted Friday, 30 October 2009 at 8:27 am | Permalink

   Big of you to say so, Kate.

9. Evan Beaver
   Posted Friday, 30 October 2009 at 8:28 am | Permalink

   You’re not mean Kate. Just a realist.

   It’s actually probably for the best that the poor bugger was ‘put away’ so conclusively and swiftly. Shattered wing? No recovery from that one. It was now or soon.

   Good on you for caring though.

10. twobob
    Posted Friday, 30 October 2009 at 2:46 pm | Permalink

    Seagulls at night? WTF? It was probably a drugged out refugee from some all night seagull rave party. Serves it right the sick bloody perverted thing it was. Strengthened the seagull gene pool that’s what it did. good riddance, it wont be missed

11. Venise Alstergren
    Posted Friday, 30 October 2009 at 4:07 pm | Permalink

    Evan is correct. It’s better that the bird had a quick death. But I’m sure everyone here has gone through the same self-examination, same hope, despair, what a shit I am, that Christ it wasn’t me, I hope the guy on the bike gets his, Jesus! I hate the human race…..etc.