After all the ranting, self-righteousness, vaporized Christians, traumatized circuit boiz and anti-corporate terrorism, it all goes back to a l’il boy in high heels.  Just like with Malcolm X or Che Guevara.                                               I have to admit I’m a bit in love with the ink I’ve had done - been lucky enough to find some amazing artists and images.  BUT, after being subjected to inane ink stories from other people, I’ve learned to try and shut up about my own (even if they WERE inspired by mushroom visions of an Earth-mother goddess who asked me two questions from her two mouths , as I tripped out in the woods deep in northern Alberta.  Still get flashbacks…… ).                                                                            Tried a funkier layout for this cartoon, sort of a dreamscape-flashback, but not sure how easy it is to follow.                                                        Epilogue: March 16th, 08 - The 1st panel is the only one I like in the strip.