Christmas morning brings a miracle: a converted cartoonist. His family doesn't know whether to cheer or call an exorcist.

The ghost of Christmas Yet-To-Come shows a political cartoonist his worst-case scenario: A world in which he is miserable and alone, his job is given to a fascist cartoonist, and a dessert tragically dies of over-analysis.

Elis is visited next by the Ghost of Christmas Present, a weary mall Santa with a union card and some inconvenient observations about holiday cheer.

A militant political cartoonist is on track for a very un-merry Christmas season when he is visited in his dreams by the ghost of his own nostalgic past.

Faced with a venture-capital-funded turkey and an AI-generated logo, a cartoonist contemplates the collapse of civilization over cranberry sauce.

To defeat a fascist pothole, a cartoonist and his partner unleash the one thing it can't handle: a civil servant armed with duplicate forms and a preliminary injunction.

When a pothole declares itself a sovereign nation and starts annexing the cul de sac, the only thing more useless than calling the city is drafting a strongly worded letter to the UN.

He’s going to kill the profit-haunting algorithm the only way he knows how: by posting a masterpiece so brilliant it’s completely un-monetizable.

He was forced to sanitize his cartoon for clicks. He didn't know that doing so would unleash an Eldritch algorithm that feeds on bland content. This week, Elis struggles to maintain his sanity in the wake of the call of Clickthrulhu!

Elis's sanitized editorial cartoon goes viral, and the algorithm that boosted it is hungry for more bland content.