We found this cartoon while we were leafing through The Complete Cartoons of the New Yorker, which has proven to be perfect, relaxing bedtime reading. Drawn in 1966 by Charles E. Martin, it’s even more timely today.
When we saw it, we thought, That’d be Improvised Life!:
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