What Tomas an Buile Said in a Pub
Well, this is the comic I posted the last time the unthinkable became thought. I’m glad to publish it again, because this is one of the comics I’m proudest of. And one of the poems I love most. And I got to collaborate with James Stephens, even if only posthumously.
Breathe deep. I said it last week and I meant it: We got this, America. Let’s. Fucking. Go.
(Poem by James Stephens, circa 1916. Versions vary slightly in punctuation; this text is taken from The New Poetry: An Anthology, eds. Harriet Monroe and Alice Corbin Henderson, 1917.)
You really did a good job with this comic.
And, believe me, I’ve literally been in hospital for the last week in large part due to the shock.
You have got this.