The Daily Crust

In the days of yore, the daily crust meant survival. On nutritional par with gruel, these chunks of stale bread offered the minimum sustenance peasants could consume and still live to toil another day in the satanic mills. In the 21st century, exploding waistlines and exponential chin growth bear witness that the lack of food for the body is seldom an issue. Instead, a spectre is haunting the world: sustenance for the mind is needed. Through the use of cartoons and commentaries about current events, Honest Anarchist hopes to provide the minimum amount of Daily Crust for a starving body politik.
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On being bullied (personal blog)

I hear the distinctive sound of someone running full-bore. Curiously, the sound disappears but is unaccompanied by the requisite skid that comes with stopping.

A foot -- the business-end of a flying Tae Kwon Do kick -- lands dead-center in my back. I stumble forward, barely managing to stay on my feet.

Saving a life, and leaving three to drown

“Help me!”

I drift past him at about 10 knots and I hear his desperate cries for help. He is caught in the impact zone at Schoolyards and completely spent from the salvo of waves the southern hemisphere is unleashing upon Orange County in general and upon him specifically. While his cohorts on the beach watch -- fins in hand, happy to be out alive -- the bodysurfer is pummeled ceaselessly.