Creepy Inside
Sexual predators thrive in Trump World
Greetings from Liverpool, and if you’re about to tell me what I should do while I’m here, just stop right there. I’m only in town for a night and I’ve been overwhelmed by suggestions this week. Also, it’s not like I didn’t think a little ahead before coming to the UK. It’s not like I landed in London and then said, “I don’t know anything about this town. Will someone on Facebook please tell me what to do?” Sorry, I’m grouchy. I haven’t had enough sleep.
Anyway, I just wanted to have some fun with this cartoon. The cartoons have been kinda writing themselves while I’ve been here and I was worried I’d struggle with all the distractions. But each time I’ve worked on a cartoon, another idea has come to me that I like. This one came to me while I was drawing yesterday’s cartoon in London.
I drew today’s cartoon on the train from London to Liverpool. I finished it in the hotel pub while waiting for my room to be ready. No, I wasn’t drinking that early. I had tea. The tea wasn’t bad, but it was still tea. I haven’t had a cup of coffee all day AND IT’S STARTING TO SHOW!!!!
I walked through a market tonight with lots of food options, but they were all fast food. There were Subways, McDonald’s, KFCs, Burger Kings, Popeye’s, and some very new to me, like noodle places and even a fast-food fish and chips which looked kinda frightening.
Everyone’s been telling me to get scouse, which is a beef stew popular here. And I was going to but I’m tired and every place I saw that had scouse was a very loud pub with a DJ or blaring music. I want to be able to hear myself and I can listen to obnoxious DJs back home.
I hate DJs almost on the same level I hate memes. DJs are offensive to me as a musician the same way memes are offensive to me as a cartoonist. Every time I get a “left can’t meme,” I reply, “It’s not a meme, motherfucker.” And I once stopped seeing a girl because she told me DJs are musicians. I can’t live with that.
Liverpool is a little grimy. It’s an industrial city with a large population. They have a Premiere League Team. There are thousands of seagulls at the train station which is on the River Mersey. The pubs seem a little different from London pubs. The Scouse accent, which you hear from The Beatles, is powerful here. The nice lady at the front desk who brought me tea while I cartooned has a wonderful scousish accent.
So what did I eat tonight? After passing several places over and over, being undecided, and giving up on the scouse, I settled for Jollibee. I’ve always wanted to try it and now that I’ve tried it, I’ve tried it. In case you don’t know, it’s a Filipino fast-food place where they serve fried chicken with sweet spaghetti that has tiny slices of hot dog. I was supposed to try it for the first time at an Arlington location with my friend Rob this December when he comes to Virginia for Christmas. I’m still going with him, but it won’t be my first time.
I’m sorry I didn’t dive into the subject matter of the cartoon. We all know what they are and the Trump administration is going to be one of creeps, perverts, and sexual predators. It’s going to be worse than the first time.
I’m also hearing the pub downstairs which is distracting. The next cartoon and blog will be posted from Scotland where I’ll be for two nights. I’m still trying to figure out how to get to Dublin without it being an hour-hour trip from Scotland just to get to the Belfast Port.
Drawn 30 seconds:
Timelapse with a voiceover:
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Yes, we do know about these three. The rest of his picks may not be sexual predators but most have no experience in government and don't know the first about the jobs they are being asked to do and are there to destroy whatever department they are being asked to oversee. So the dictator in waiting can make the decisions and everyone is just there to make it look legal. But we know better that Herr Trump is just waiting to take over and everything that SOB touches turns to s**t.
Appropriate and timely toon. Happy for you as you travel.