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Steve Milleris a near-blind, snowy-haired, three-foot-high dwarf, who dwells down betwixt the gnarled roots of a huge sagebrush bush on the outskirts of Reno, Nevada. Often mistaken by locals (because of his pronounced overbite) for a Nevada woodrat, Steve labors mightily each day to distinguish fantasy from reality, and occasionally succeeds. Notwithstanding mild retardation and a recurrent need for institutionalization, Steve has spastic fits of enterprise, the output of which, though pathetic, has led the editors of many national venues (Time Magazine, Esquire, National Lampoon, Playboy, Popular Mechanics, and scads of Scholastic and Fairchild magazines) to send him paper bank drafts redeemable for beans. |
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| Steve -- a political fanatic of the worst order -- is doing his best to lower the level of debate in this country. Not only does he draw the Internet comic strip DeMOCKracy, and regularly illustrate National Taxpayers Union articles, but, before news gurus got wise, his syndicated editorial cartoons have appeared in The New York Times, The Washington Post, The Los Angeles Times, among other newspapers. | |
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