Finish lines

Who wants to draw about ocean dead zones, the World Food Summit or U.S. noncompliance with the cluster-bomb treaty when there’s a a political primary? If we’re going to ignore the human race for the White House race, our stuff should be stellar, but this week we struggled. Nobody was a hands-down winner in trying to capture the historic Obama drama, though Signe Wilkinson handed in a decent effort. Tony Auth wasn’t exactly feeling the brotherly love. Maybe R.J. Matson came as close as anyone to providing the perfect Hollywood ending. Oh well, like a certain desert-dwelling predator, we’ll pick ourselves up and try again. Does Acme Inc. sell ink?

-- Joel Pett