With a name like “Farley Katz,” I was destined to be a cartoonist. It was either that or a dentist who helps himself to the laughing gas between patients. I chose the slightly less criminal of the two. 

For over a decade, I’ve been a staff cartoonist at The New Yorker magazine. Every week, my fellow doodlers and I submit ten cartoons each and occasionally, the New Yorker publishes one. That leaves a lot of funny stuff that no one gets to see. 

My cartoonist coworker Matt Diffee had the brilliant idea to make a collection of the best of these rejects, called “The Rejection Collection.” It featured New Yorker cartoons that were too dirty, dark, gross, weird, shocking, controversial, offensive, and down right crass for the magazine. AKA, the really super funny ones. It was so successful it had a second volume, “The Cream of the Crap.”

But that was way back in the early 2000s when comedians could still make jokes without a twitter mob calling for the end of their career. Diffee has been trying to publish a new third volume of rejected New Yorker cartoons, but in this climate, publishers are so afraid of internet mob retribution that they rejected my rejected cartoons for being too controversial to see the light of day. 

Let’s skirt this censorship by the mob and get these cartoons out there for people to enjoy their dirty, offensive, nasty, definitely-not-politically-correct jokes. We live in an unfair world, so let’s laugh at it.

I’m going to distribute these cartoons as a a series of collectible, ownable NFTs. I’ll release one every Sunday for a year. They’ll be otherwise unpublishable, so help me subvert the publishing industry which kowtows to the faceless outrage factory that is the internet.

Here’s a preview of what to expect…

So please upvote me and let’s get these no-filter ‘toons to the masses.