Twenty-five years later, we still mourn the 2,977 lives lost. The Military Industrial Complex mourns nothing—it just cashes the check. My new cartoon on 9/11, the war machine, and the millions of names that have yet to be counted here in the heart of the crumbling empire.

An avatar of empire, clutching the instruments of our destruction, exhaling hurricanes toward the islands. The climate crisis is not natural—it is manufactured, and it is profitable.

A plane, four parachutists, and a whole lot of questions about who’s really trying to keep the Office of Hawaiian Affairs in the air.

After decades of colonial resource extraction, Dole Plantation is sticking the public with the cost of fixing its aging Wahiawā dam and ditch system. With big Ag Park dreams, a powerful Hawaiʻi Senator wonders, “how we gon’ pay for dat?”