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Bush fiddles; the U.S. burns: A cover 'toon that didn't raise any eyebrows:

My letter responding to the Globe and Mail article:

Wasn’t it the Ayatollah Khomeini who said, “There are no jokes in Leftism”?

Seriously though, this is far from the first time the New Yorker has published a satirical cover. Last year, for instance, there was one showing George W. Bush done up as Nero, with fiddle, flames and all. The implication being, of course, that “emperor” Bush was fiddling around while “imperial” America burned. Oddly enough, no one said “boo” about that cover, even though it was every bit as inflammatory (pun intended) as the one showing Barack Obama dressed as a desert sheikh and his wife drawn to look like a latter-day Angela Davis.

I guess some people can—and, then again, some others can’t—take a joke.

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