by Tim Kreider Tim Kreider's cartoons have attracted a cult following for their razor-sharp intelligence and unprecedented viciousness. Kreider's work has been likened to the foul result of inbreeding between Ralph Steadman and B. Kliban. Kreider's vision of the human condition is of a man distracted from the vast starship hovering over his city by a glimpse of a pretty girl's ass; his version of the existential abyss is a cruddy Laundromat; and the only hope or joy he finds in this life is in jigglin' dem monster juggs or setting a monkey's ass on fire. You may be ashamed to laugh, but laugh you will.