Aminal Farm’s Origins

Once upon a time, a progressive, a conservative, and libertarian walked into a bar.  After getting beat up in a brawl by a Christian, a Jew, an Atheist, and a woman carrying a wiener dog, the beaten group sat down to a meal of burgers and beer.  They discussed an infant (some may call it infantile) idea newborn like Athena from the conservative’s brain: a political cartoon starring the backbone of society…farm animals.  A hearty, thoughtful discussion of the state of the nation’s political structure deteriorated as the number of rounds grew.

From the fog of inebriated rambling emerged Barack Who’ssane O’Llama, Repiglicans, Demoinkcrats, the rest of the cast, and a picture of a devil with a pair of underwear dangling from one of it’s horns (don’t ask).  After sleeping it off, the group decided that, aside from random pictures involving underpants, they had an idea worth pursuing: a cartoon that would blend their disparate viewpoints into a twisted concoction of humor and artwork that doesn’t follow a specific agenda.  With an agreement that any ideological arguments between the three would be resolved via a steel-cage wrestling match, the group stepped behind the wizard’s curtain of E=MC², went to work on their shared vision, and wrote the following:

Our Moinkus Operpigsty

It’s pretty simple.  In a world of mud-slinging 24-hour media biases and spin, we’re like Dick Cheney on a hunting trip.  If a politician, pundit, lawyer, or lobbyist sticks their head out then we’re going to take a shot at them and make them apologize for it afterwards.

We’re equal opportunity jesters and no one gets a bright orange safety vest.  Where some people see a sacred cow, we see the potential for a feast of steak, ribs, and burgers along with their hat, coat, boots, and whip.

Welcome to Aminal Farm, a fairly unbalanced place.  Feel free to pony up to the trough and take a deep drink of refreshing humor.

Who are E=MC²?

E: E is descended from a Viking clan infamous for using the blood of their conquered for finger-paints and has been cartooning since kindergarten, to the chagrin of his teachers and the grins of students. Rejecting liberal, Swedish-Minnesotan values, he has chosen to follow his roots by conquering, pillaging, and establishing trade routes on the cartoon page, in a world where common sense is truly uncommon.  E has a BS in Sports Management from Florida State, a professional background in management consulting and sales, and has two children’s books, “Moo Cow Milkshakes” and “The Night I Fell into Santa’s Bag,” being edited for publication. E can be reached at e@aminal-farm.com.

M: Still haunted by his permanent record from elementary school, M turned the comment, “does not work or play well with others,” into a couple of degrees, including some study in Political (ahem) Science and has worked in, with, and out of government (mostly out). As a voter, however, he often wondered if he was the only one really listening when hearing himself say, “Right…wait…what?”  The next logical steps were either suicide, mass murder, or collaboration on a cartoon. Owning only a squirt-gun made the decision simple.  M can be reached at m@aminal-farm.com.

C²: The group’s progressive and enfant terrible, C²’s worldview was formed from his time growing up in Suburbia USA, reading Mark Twain and Jonathan Swift in his formative years, earning a BA in English with an emphasis in Creative Writing at the University of Colorado at Boulder, and watching too many cartoons and zombie movies.  Despite not having a formal education in Political (ahem) Science, he actually reads the periodicals some politicians only claim to, helping E and M keep an eye out for targets for E=MC²’s demented, whimsical intellects. An aspiring novelist and humorist, he also sings in the shower.  At this time, the reason C² is squared is a closely guarded secret. C² can be reached at c2@aminal-farm.com.