Hi, my name is Jerm. I am South Africa’s 39th best cartoonist.
My strength is neither speaking nor writing, but I am unable to draw a picture worth the number of words in this instance. So, please bear with me.
My career began in 2005, a few years after failing art school. Since then, nearly 7000 cartoons of mine have appeared in publications locally and abroad; I’ve won a few awards; and I’ve published a couple of books. My personal worldview is dictated by a set of values and principles stemming from individual liberty; reason; and freedom from coercion.
Furthermore, I judge individuals based on the content of their character rather than the colour of their skin. I can’t quite pin it, but I’m sure I remember there being a man who once had such a dream.
In 2009, a guy threatened to murder me. He emailed me for weeks, describing - in detail - how he was going to shoot me and then hand in his gun. He even quoted creepy lines from violent movies. Following his refusal to leave me alone after receiving a letter from my lawyer, he was arrested at his house and put into a holding cell until his parents paid his bail a few days later. I haven’t heard from him again. (The Charlie Hebdo cartoonists weren’t as fortunate.)
Google’s definition of satire is “the use of humour, irony, exaggeration, or ridicule to expose and criticise people's stupidity or vices, particularly in the context of contemporary politics and other topical issues.” For the most part, thankfully, people have understood satire for centuries. That said, there is a vocal minority that evidently doesn’t understand satire. And remembering that offence - generally speaking - can’t be given, and can only be taken, I find this “outrage” somewhat baffling (and manufactured, dare I say) because it suggests that a group of individuals are deliberately choosing to be offended.