Here in the (red) sticks, issues of the New Yorker tend to arrive about a week late (that or the postman's reading my copies). And now that I subscribe, I don't like reading it online, because, you know, I don't want to spoil the experience.
Anyway...it'll probably be Friday before I get my hands on what's being described as "satire."
Okay. I'm not going to get too worked up about it...hell, if a New Yorker cover could somehow make the difference in what should be an Obama landslide, well...then we've got some REAL problems with the whole democracy experiment.
But I digress.
I decided to view the latest "satirical" cover as a challenge and came up with one of my own. Except--it's not satire. According to the president, it's Mission Accomplished.
But hey, he gave up golf. And that must've been doubly hard, what with Condi hitting the links and all.
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