A sickly smile frozen on her face, her tunic emblazoned with the words "Britain for sale," Queen Elizabeth sits astride a mangy, straw-filled nag representing the dwindling British Empire. Holding a bloody object aloft with skeletal fingers, his eyes sunk into black sockets, Charles de Gaulle trumpets: "Le bladdeur, c'est moi." In a prayer ful lotuslike position, a Buddhist appears to be disintegrating in flame and thick black smoke. But that nose, that chin yes, it is President Lyndon Johnson himself who is ablaze.
With drawings such as these, Gerald Scarfe has earned a reputation as the most savagely satirical...
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