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There are many important things going on in the world and I’m not in the mood to think about them.
Unfortunately, reality rears its ugly head whether you’re looking for it or not, but I let the bartender in Non Sequitur (AMS) deal with the people who just don’t get it.
I’m assuming these two comics, and Monday’s set up, are part of a weeklong series, but then again you could profile the Clueless until November 8th and still have a few spares.
Even on the funny pages, there are serious issues, and Tank McNamara (AMS) is up against the Washington Commanders, who I suspect eventually relented in refusing to give up the racist name “Redskins” in the hopes of the hook for the criminal mismanagement and sexual exploitation in their organization.
But hiding it took more than just changing their name, and the recent owners’ meeting revealed substantial support among the other owners to force Dan Snyder to sell the team.
That sounds promising, but Bill Hinds is also pulling pig noses at the other owners and portraying them in the mud with Snyder, while NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell seems more concerned about approving a new stadium than actually cleaning it up. team.
Even good news gets caught up in this ugly world, it seems. Professional soccer star Kealia Ohai Watt and her husband JJ – one of the real good guys in professional sports – each tweeted this family photo with their firstborn.
But the next tweet in Kealia’s feed was an angry letter.
She and her teammates expressed their anger at reports of abusive behavior towards women in professional football involving their owner and their coach.
In any case, little Koa James has timed his arrival for a 10-day gap in Dad’s play schedule. No guarantee he’ll always be this accommodating, but a promising entry into a not-so-promising world.
The Other Coast (Creators) also dives into sports, although in this case the opposite of ‘organized sports’.
It’s particularly relevant here and may have even been inspired by a news story last month about a pair of hikers walking into Frankonia Notch and becoming the subject of a grueling seven-hour rescue mission.
In this case, “harsh but fair” resulted in convictions and fines. According to that report, New Hampshire is particularly aggressive in imposing fines and charges against irresponsible hikers who instigate expensive, often dangerous rescue missions. Other states fear such a policy would deter hikers from seeking help when they need it.
I think there is room for compromise: Monty should have bitten him.
As for the “tough but fair” category in Crabgrass (AMS), the “honest” part of the metaphorical conversation is purposefully one-sided.
I had a high school classmate who was regularly put under house arrest until she was 18, or possibly graduating. I’ve forgotten which one, because the threats never lasted, and I wish I was a fly on the wall at their house, because her father was a grumpy old man, but she wasn’t a little princess and I bet those walls came out sooner were bent they once reached an agreement.
However they settled things, we would miss her at the bar on Friday, but she would be back on Saturday and back on the ground on Sunday.
So yes: recidivism.
Roz Chast triggers a fashion memory because I wore a bomber jacket for years. It was comfortable and warm even in the dead of winter, which I think was a design consideration for those doing long flights at high altitudes on World War II planes.
However, when I moved east, I learned not only that I had to give up my Frye boots to fit in them, but that, as practical as a cowboy hat is in bad weather, it was a fashion mistake once you hit the Mississippi.
Fortunately, I found that a fedora did almost as well at keeping the rain and snow off my neck and shoulders. I was practical, not ironic.
However, I suspect the guys in the shop might have been ironic, as I doubt they were really confused when they greeted me with “How are you, Indy?”
This Ken Krimstein cartoon got extra laughs because my father, who, as I explained earlier, ended up in Europe after D-Day and spent most of his time there catching up with his unit, always said he had a lot of medals, but he didn’t wear them because his shirt was sagging from their weight.
I don’t know if this qualified as ironic humor, but he said it with such obvious falsity that no one ever took his explanation seriously.
Also, they didn’t think he was sincere when he explained that he didn’t have a Purple Heart because the only time he needed medical attention in a war zone was when a flea bite on his wrist got infected and it turned out to be a French flea. If it had been a German flea, it would continue…
By the way, I especially admire that Krimstein employs the man who wears the medals on his right instead of his left, to better emphasize the sequel. An excellent touch.
I don’t know if Jimmy Johnson had comics in mind when he drew this Arlo & Janis (AMS), but it reminds me to remind you that if you read your comics on a phone, you don’t have to complain about newspapers anymore that they shrink.
And given the comparative cost of laptops and smartphones, it’s not an either/or proposition.
That’s like saying, “I don’t need a bathtub. I have a sink.”
Rabbits Against Magic (AMS) brings up something related to what I noted yesterday, about how the people who invented the “snowflake” insult are also the ones who meow and puke and whine about any perceived liberal violation of how they think that things should be.
They now become obsessed with being masculine men, while at the same time calling themselves “incels” or “involuntary celibates.”
Involuntarily no idea, perhaps.
Once you outgrow the believing liars in the locker room (14? 15?), you should realize that “Manly Man” is almost always an oxymoron.
Although, as Howlin’ Wolf said, “The men don’t know, but the little girls understand.”