June 1992. Fifteen years ago this month. Times were changing. Old Soviet weapons and missiles were becoming the new Islamic threat.
Dry Bones cartoons are written rather than drawn.
The script is done first, and the drawing follows.
This was one of those extremely rare times (count 'em on the fingers of one hand) when the 'toon was wordless. I was intrigued by the ease at which a communist hammer and sickle could be transformed into an Islamic crescent.I never knew if readers would take the time to notice the tiny figures doing the actual repainting.Did you?