CLICK HERE TO VIEW THE CARTOON.  I was in New York last week, taking my portfolio around to some newspapers and magazines, and though I think it was a wash-out, it sure felt cool to be walking around Manhattan with my fragile hopes n’ dreams in a leather sachel.  Whatta town.                                      I don’t really understand how people can be comforted by the idea of a grandfather god whos privy to your every thought and deed, and who’ll burn you if your not up to snuff.  A survey showed 98% of people thought they’d earned their angel wings, but I think the move to viewing god as some benign, creative energy rather than a pissed-off cousin of Zeus shows that folks are no longer comfortable with the old-testament God.