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All Overboard Who’s Going Overboard

I try not to listen to TOO much news over the weekend. One needs a bit of time to re-group and recover from the Friday night assaults that is the nooz cycle these days. You Know Who likes to do his firings and crimes right before he leaves for the golf course.

But here we all are… hanging on to Democracy by her coat tails, crying Please don’t leave us! WE swear we’ll do better! We’ll stop cheating on you with Fascism and Oligarchy!. But is it too late? Have we crossed the line?

Should we take hope from rats deserting the ship of state?

Counting down…10…9…8…7…

BTW…on the subject of Panda Commerce…

I have some new designs and they are on some products over at Redbubble. Eventually they will also be on fabrics over at Spoonflower too! I’m working on some other designs, and will go through the process of getting them on there soon.

Tumbling Baby Pandas!

Bears of the Air!

Panda on!
Bob T Panda

New Felties coming soon!

Panda Satire is Absolutely an Essential Industry

The internet is such a strange place…

We know so much, and yet so little about the people we encounter here. In the early days of online chat rooms, making connections with people had a somewhat sketchy, if not downright sleazy, implication. But as the world of social media developed and grew, it became a place to form relationships with people with similar interests.

I first dipped my feet into the social media stream when I started putting my panda ‘toons online. I wanted to see if there were panda fans out there (ha ha ha, right?) who might find my ‘toons about badly behaved panda kindergarteners and their beleaguered feline associate, humorous. It turns out that there was an appreciation for panda satire amongst the lovers of pandas that congregate on line. I mean the panda lovers congregate, not the actual pandas. But then again…

At some point I connected with the folks that organized an IRL Panda Convention in San Diego, home to the magnificent Bai Yun and her fuzzy stud muffin hubby, Gao Gao. It was not without a bit of trepidation that I made my foray for an extended meeting of real life panda fans. I had already met some of the DC panda clan. But that was just a meet up at the zoo and then lunch. This was a whole weekend of pandemonium. This would have been in early 2013, when the cute Wu Self made his public debut. If I remember correctly, he slept through most of it.

Later that fall, I returned to DC, after Princess Pinky was born, and once again met up with the DC pandaratti. The DC folks are a unique bunch, mostly because the zoo is in the middle of the city, and there is no admission fee, (although many of them are zoo supporters through FONZ: Friends of the National Zoo.) When a zoo is that accessible, it’s only natural that people go frequently and form close friendships with people they meet repeatedly.

Later in 2013, when the SOB GOP shut the government down, I turned to Twitter to join with other people expressing their outrage in general at such short sighted malfeasance. But I also found, there there was a whole community of panda fans there, that I like to call #PandaTwidder. Needless to say, bonds were formed over the injustice of The Terrible, No Good, Very Bad Panda Cam Shut Down of 2013.

When I find myself in times of trouble, fluffy pandas comfort me…

Those who are familiar with my story of how I got into panda satire (and those that haven’t, should read this page of the Panda Chronicles that tells the story of my Pandapiphany…) know that pandas first invaded my brain in early 2008, and then by late 2008, when the economy had gone to hell in a hand basket, they proceeded to save my sanity. (That claim is somewhat open to question.)

And while I love those little fluffy black and white bears more than I can say, it is the people who love them and share my fascination obsession with them that have really saved me. We now find ourselves in even worse times than the financial meltdown of 2008. (2020: hold my beer) We have an incompetent, quite possibly criminal “president” careening toward 100’s of 1,000’s of deaths from an out of control pandemic (which he takes no responsibility for), we have unidentified military-like personnel beating and kidnapping people off the streets in Portland, OR, we have millions of people out of work who have lost their health insurance and if the GOP controlled Senate doesn’t take some action on disaster income relief, millions will be out on the street.

On top of this, we have just lost one of our own…

On Sunday, one of the guiding lights of Panda Twitter passed away from a heart attack. Who knows how you cross paths with anyone on Twitter. Some one you follow, follows someone else, before you know it, you are in a 12 way conversation about whether this panda or that panda is the best panda ever, and don’t you think mebbee Bubba needs to lay off the Binky Bars. However I met Jayelle, she was a fan and friend of Panda Satire from the time we met. She was a fierce defender of social justice and voting equality. She loved her wife and she loved her brother and his family more than life itself.

It’s impossible to know everything about those you think of as your friends on Twitter. But if I know nothing else, I know these things: First, that one of her last thoughts must have been, “Damn! I don’t get to vote for Joe Biden and see Trump leave the WH in disgrace.” Not necessarily in this order, I think she told her wife she loved her, that she apologized to her most beloved niece and nephew that while she wouldn’t be there in person to see them grow up, she would always live on in them; to her brother who has serious health problems, that she was so sorry that she wouldn’t be there to support him, like she had been doing for so long; that she was furious that she wouldn’t get to see Bubba Wallace win his next race.

Jayelle had a huge heart and shared it freely with people on Twitter she would never meet. Who knew it would let all of us down so very badly. Rest in Power, Jayelle. Your absence leave a hole that can’t be filled.

But because she loved panda satire so much, this one is for you, Jayelle…

When you can’t make fun of politics via panda satire, the terrorists have won

Panda on
Rest in Power, Jayelle
Bob T Panda

It is now officially Mr. Wu’s Birthday Season

We all have our first panda, and so they become our favorite panda for all time. Mine is Mr. Wu. I was already watching pandas when Yun Zi and Po were born, but I wasn’t really WATCHING them, if you know what I mean. Maybe they didn’t have the den cams yet, or I didn’t have the internet at my house, (or a MePhone) so my panda watching time was limited.

Watching Mr. Wu from birth, he inspired many ‘toons and had the stage to himself, before the Meihems and then Pinky came on the scene to steal his thunder.

Who can forget…

Dis. Will. Not. Stand!

Of course, Mr. Wu had his adventures with the panda kindergarten…

21) Rusty the scuppers, pirate crew…

An explorer’s work is never done.

“You are right and Wu is wrong…I’ll never do it again, mommy.”

Not to mention, the time the pandy kindy brought him an airplane kit…

Whatever could be in the box the panda kindergarten is delivering to Mr. Wu?

Will the panda kindergarten get it put together before Bai Yun gets home?

“Up in the Air, Junior Pandas…”

Nothing like a snappy graphic to um…solve a problem!

May Day! May Day!

Mr wu’s cousin, da Sooperpanna, appears courtesy of Bruce Sebring, creator of the Sooperpanna Chronicles

Bet ya didn’t see this coming…or maybe you did.

Well, that’s it for this exciting Wu adventure! Be sure to tune in next week for another Celebration of the Cute Wu Self, as we continue to celebrate his birthday.(Which we have to finish up next week, because after that it is August, when it will be all Pinky all the time!) (Bubba: don’ forget mee!)

This week we lost another shining light in the fight against inequality. Congressman and civil rights icon John Lewis passed away this week after a struggle with pancreatic cancer. Maybe it is the continuous assault on truth and fairness and vulnerable people that comes in a never ending stream from the WH. Maybe it is the pandemic and the weariness of the (necessary) restrictions, but news of his death hit me hard.

I have to believe that enough people learned from him, and are carrying on his work. I have to believe someone who fought so hard and paid for his activism with physical assaults would not leave us unprepared for the fight to regain the soul of this country. The impact he had on this country are immeasurable. Rest in Power, John Lewis. I hope from wherever you are, you will be able to watch and see that your sacrifices were not in vain.

March by John Lewis, Andrew Aydin, and Nate Powell (Illustrator)
This powerful, three-book, graphic autobiography written by Lewis (and Andrew Aydin and Nate Powell) is Lewis’ first-hand account of his fight for civil and human rights and the American civil rights movement he was a part of. If you haven’t read this already, I highly recommend this series.

Let’s all get in some #GoodTrouble

Panda on
Bob T Panda

Yet more scandals…

Sigh…as I prepare todays post, I listen on the news as this dysfunctional, disastrous, dastardly, dim bulb in the WH is attempting to throw dirt on Dr. Anthony Fauci. “They” say “he got things wrong.”

See, what scientists do, is they develop theories based on past research and accumulated knowledge of studies they have worked on or read or studied. Then they do more research and study and discover that some things they thought were true, turn out not to be. Then they take that new knowledge and work their way through all the puzzles till, hopefully, they figure out what the real information is.

Do you think that maybe You Know Who is trying to distract us from the real scandals?

Did we think it was going to be THIS bad?

Save us from the poop flinging monkey!

Be the Bear!
Bob T Panda

Don’t forget it’s Panda Birthday Season!

 

Panda Birthday Season Continues!

It is difficult, as I may have mentioned last week, to show a ‘toon starring the Meihems that doesn’t have Pinky somehow messed up in it. Since Pinky’s early years were sans at home siblings, the Meihems filled that valuable role, that of someone to fight with! (Not that I’d know anything about that, heh, heh!)

So, in celebration of the Meihems’ upcoming birthday season I present one of my favorite stories starring The Meihems (and PINKY!!!!)…

HIGHWAY GATE!!! (Inspired by the true story of a New Jersey bridge, shut down by a certain Governor!)

George Washington Bridge lane closure satire.

Princess Pinky Bao Bao…what have you done now?

zoo atlanta, bao bao, national zoo

Time to call in …Inspector panda!

Mei xiang and bao bao try to cover up highway-gate

Inspector Panda is on the job!

“Hello, Bai Yun? this is Lun Lun…about that detective you suggested…”

Please note the introduction of “Binky Bars” to the narrative…

…of course Boo-mints are pretty good too.

Inspector panda

Will the twins get a merit badge for their road trip? will Lun Lun fess up to where the girls are? will Inspector Panda get a clue, or at least more twitter followers. Stay tuned!

Bao Bao, washington DC cover-up

Oh, Pinky…what have you done?

Howdy, Mr Kitty, kindly tell us where a tired old cowpoke can get a boo beer and a cuppycake.

Apparently I didn’t come up with a more definitive end to this story. Sorry about that! here are some more ‘toons starring all the girls!

enquiring minds want to know….

farewell

Fast furry friends…for now

One of the little known wonders of the world.

I love a good art forgery, don’t you?

Oh dear, the Mei-hem twinkies have made Pinky mad. Uh oh.

Panda on!
Bob T Panda

Are they going to jump from their platform?

It really does seem like this, doesn’t it:

Well, it IS rather easy to understand…

I bet Joe Biden can come up with something a bit more informative, something maybe more substantive and helpful to the millions of people in this country. As opposed to only helping you know who.

Be the bear, everyone!
Bob T Panda

PS: I got to send out more pandas this week! felty happiness winging their way to spread joy and pandi-ness. I’d like to point out, that most of my shipping materials (except for some of the boxes) are recycled materials. A gallery I once showed with used to make fun of my heirloom bubble wrap collection. I have a hard time throwing anything out, and all that bubble wrap that stuff comes in is very useful for sending other stuff out! I recently realized that the tiny scraps of felt that I make the panda attire with, can be saved and used as the inner stuffing for Banky Pig and Mr. Bun!  My pack rat tendencies do come in handy!

The Golden Age of Podcasts

I remember when podcasts weren’t really a thing. Then more and more people started doing them, and they were kind of funky and people did them from their kitchen, and you could hear the refrigerator cycle on, and maybe their cat would wander through and rub their tail across the microphone.

Then everyone started getting  more professional, getting sponsors so they could get better equipment, and maybe outfit or rent a studio to record in. They became much more sophisticated and they proliferated all over the place. Interviews with guests took place face to face.

Then the pandemic came, and suddenly people had to stay in their houses and apartments, to prevent getting or spreading the coronavirus. Then they were back in their kitchens and they were joined by late night news/comedy show hosts who were also broadcasting from their own kitchens or bedrooms or attics.

I have to say, I rather like these stripped down versions of these performances. There is a kind of unvarnished honesty in them. I’m sure Trevor Noah would prefer to be back in front of his live, studio audience. But really, I kind of like feeling like I have him to myself. It’s almost like talking one on one with a friend, without the complication of his other 568 best friends who are taking all his attention. I do think that maybe Jon Lovett is going feral, and I hope his relationship with Ronan Farrow survives, as he seems to be getting kind of feistier than normal in his isolation. No judgement Jon. It’s hard on all of us. Just, you know, maybe dial it back a little over dinner, okay?

For crying out loud! We need to Pod Save the Pandas!

Pod Save the Pandas! Collect the whole set!

Of course you can always find me at my kitchen table.

Be the bear!
Bob T Panda

Panda Satire is an Essential Industry

As I ponder the political paradigm shift that is at our door, sometimes I am drawn to the dark visage that is on the other side of the door.

Hang on to your hats, kids, it’s gonna be a bumpy ride!

I think that maybe I am not doing anything to help the current debacle we are facing. Then I remember:

Panda Satire IS an essential industry!

So many people have told me, that these ‘toons help them face the day. Laughter in times of tyrannyis a political act. So let’s do all we can to laugh in the face of fascism.

Ha ha HA! Take that!
BRING ON THE PANDAS!

We are entering the American Panda Birthday Season! Who can forget the excitement of the first Cublanta twins birth?

Mr Wu speaks out!

While Mr.Wu was the first panda I watched from birth, his birthday is not the first of the year! Let’s put our paws together for the Meihem Twins, Bert and Ernie!

The first appearance of the Meihems!

Atlanta twin panda cubs Mei Lun and Mei Huan and older prother Po

Huzzah! a guest appearance by little Po!

Atlanta Twins have a fight

Sweet dreams, little bears!

Atlanta panda cub twins

Huzzah! It’s Bert and his brother Ernie!

Zoo Atlanta Twin panda Cubs

…and their jammies! Huzzah!

Uh oh! Pinky did a bad thing!

Bao bao changes panda cub gender

Pinky is VERY powerful. Be afraid, be very afraid, Mr Wu.

downloadable paper panda upgrade

school uniforms for pandas

Ready for panda kindergarten!

You wouldn’t believe how hard it was to find ‘toons with Bert and Ernie without Pinky in them! We’ll feature some of the ‘toons that Pinky has horned in on…I mean, when Pinky joins the Meihems,  but now, let’s remind everyone how animals feel about fireworks on the 4th of July!

uh. oh.

Huzzah for Rumpy Dog!

A Happy (belated) Panada Day to our neighbors from the north!

Oh Panada, Oh Panada, how tasty are your maple leaves….

Panda on,
Bob T Panda

It’s time to be counted…

It’s time to be counted among those that believe that America should be better than it has been lately. I’m reading an article in the New Yorker, about Iceland, and how they have dealt with the COVID 19 pandemic. From the first moment they heard of cases in China, back in early January, they started moving the pieces needed to combat this virus into place. By the time the first case surfaced in February, they were ready. While they had quite a number of cases, they have had very few deaths. Through mandatory quarantine and contract tracing, they were able to keep the cases under control without ever locking down the economy entirely.

Imagine that.

Meanwhile, here we are.

Among other ways of being counted, don’t forget to fill out your Census form!

Do we have to count panda adoption fees?

These days I often feel like I have a sharp pain being my ears. And now, no other countries want us to come visit! Who can blame them. But if you must travel, you can always fly Pand-Air! (From the oldies but goodies file!)

bears in the air…

Beware…..

Pandas have a better idea…

notice the stylish design….

please have your tray table in their upright position for take-off…

…and most of all, don’t panic.

“Where ignorance meets incompetence…” What does that remind me of?

see, doesn’t this look just like British Airways’ new paint job?

I rest my case.

Many pandas travel via Pand-Air!

pandair flight of the scottish pandas

Pand-Air…it’s the only way to travel

Panda on as best you can!

If You Think YOU’VE Been Roughing It, There Was Only ONE Olive in My Martini!

While we try to distract ourselves from the latest crime spree in the White House, let’s re-join Frank and Mikey as they explore the wild frontier in Yosemite National Park! Due to the reduced services, they could not get room service at The Ahwahnee Hotel! Oh the deprivation! No wonder animals are going wild!

(For what it’s worth, when I visited Yosemite a few years ago, our budget did not extend to staying at the Ahwahnee, but we did enjoy a drink at the bar, then watched outside as the moon rose over Half Dome.)

Meanwhile, Frank and Mikey adjust to the harsh realities of the wilderness experience!

Wild thing, I think I love you!

Run wild, run free, Frank and Mikey!

Be the Bear!
Bob T Panda