The dogmas of the quiet past, are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise -- with the occasion. As our case is new, so we must think anew, and act anew.
I was rummaging through my flat files (looking for a triangle so I could cut me a 90 degree angle on a piece of cardboard) when I came across an old drawing of this here caveman smoking a cigarette. I figgered I aught a give it the old Photoshop treatment. I scanned it in and applied some painting techniques I lernt from a feller I knowed. Maybe you heard of him. Goes by the name Ron Velasco.