Arlo and Janis by Jimmy Johnson for August 16, 2011

If it weren’t for the Internet nobody would have heard about 9000 of those comic-strip writers, and of the final thousand, 900 of them would only be found in one or two local papers.The Internet has saved the cartoonist from the tyranny of the Newspaper Syndicates.It still doesn’t mean that they can make a living, just that people can see their work.

I’m hoping to get more of my writing published. Maybe the internet is the way to go.

Came here to see what happened to Gene et al down at the coast, leaving disappointed. Also, we need voting for comments back.

As mentioned above, the only reason I am aware of this comic is that I can access it electronically. The irony.

It’s just supply and demand. All the geeky kids in high school who spent all their time drawing funny pictures think they can become professional cartoonists, so hordes of them rove the countryside un- or partially-employed.

My suggestions: Forget the newspapers; they are doooomed! Online is the only place to be; get used to it. And we fans should be willing to pay enough money in large enough numbers that a cartoonist should be able to support himself and 3.5 family members, though the kids had better study hard and get scholarships. Would it work? Let’s try it and see.

There’s nothing wrong with disconnecting now and then. I always disconnect before I go on duty at the movie theater since I don’t want my phone taken away by the managers.

Tonight On National Geographic, A Sad Migration

Our patient waiting is over. Now, the vast herds of cartoonists come into sight as they roam the desolate land, seeking validation, with the hope, futile for most, of remuneration. In the vangard thunder the venerable elders, marked as survivors by their arrays of character merchandise and their ability to afford good shoes. With their status comes the prospect of mating, mostly denied to their lesser fellows. Behind them, the uncountable majority strive with little success to reach the front. For most, the only hope is to be close enough to take the place of a veteran when the elder finally falls. Far in the rear, lurking bands of commenters and bloggers methodically club down the weak and uncommitted. The rest will survive, for now, protected by nature’s safety in numbers. But, in time, they too will either move to the front and join the most successful, or they will fall behind, their existences lingering only on office bulletin boards. We can only look on and wonder at what drives them forward, year after year against such odds.

The 10,000 comedy writers are either submitting to Pluggers or are commenting on sites like this.

Hard copy is on the way out, web is the future. The Matrix is real. Prove me wrong.

My husband has always likened this obsession to be connected to those Star Trek TNG episodes about the Borg. We used to laugh at the comparison…

A-man is in the tree because he is a knot head. Har, har, one for you jimmy. dd

we need to hear from the sunshinner on this one. it is begging for her. dd