Cavna: Why are there no staff black cartoonists at a time when we need them most?

AS A LIGHT-SKINNED man fled the sharp sting of a police officer's weapon, the assembled crowd of a thousand or so let out the loud, full-throated sound of mass laughter. That's because right next to him was a black man, gun muzzle pressed against his spine as he begged an officer to be simply Tasered, and the visual jolt that had the crowd smiling was pure electric recognition. This was deep catharsis in the heat of 2015.