Pay raises, missing bikis, and a lasso full of bad juju: the East Oʻahu Corral is fixin’ to get messy. Because, on this side of town, no one knows how to just ride off into the sunset.

The tale of a saddlebag without bottom, a donkey without dignity, and a governor who seems much too comfortable with both.

Lo, the giant came forth clad in $12 million of polished steel, a beast of artifice piloted by the Prince of PACs. But Della reached for her slingshot. Thus saith the cartoonist: Let the rock fly; let the giant fall.