Gary Trudeau has been doing this for years and he can still make me laugh with his take on situations.
While I wasn’t really around for much of the Vietnam era (being born in ’73, I was techically “around” for some of it, but I can’t say that my memories of the time are all too clear), many of my impressions of those years stem from the hours I spent as a kid devouring my dad’s collection of Doonesbury books. Trudeau, along with Breathed (until his retirement), has continued to give me many laughs through the years as I’ve grown and kept reading. That pefect blend of cynicism, satire, and a keen eye for seeing the humor amidst the tragedy is all too rare. It’s harder for me to keep up with him these days, as I tend to eschew print media for the web, and don’t always remember to check in to his site daily, but I do try to keep an eye on what he’s doing when I remember.
He hasn’t let me down yet — here’s hoping he’s got many years worth of cartoons still in him.