Has NOBODY noticed that in panel 3, the white powdered donuts suddenly turn to chocolate? Surely this is a secret subtextual message of some sort, and not a…. mistake?
I was intrigued that, even though I consider myself a grammar stickler, I had missed several misspellings (once I knew to look at every fifth word)! The brain compensates and context colours our perceptions. Fascinating!
It’s not the “entitlement mentality”, it’s the fact that a teenager can purchase a weapon built to shred soldiers to bits on a battlefield, at his local sporting-goods store. How. Does. That. Make. Sense. Why ignore the most direct, obvious, staring-us-all-in-the-face approach: some rational checks and limits on gun purchase? It’s not really about gun “control”, after all – it’s about public safety, much like the laws around getting a license to drive.
I love the simplicity of the subtle extra layers of humour here: Poncho sleeps in a regular human-type bed, to echo the classic movie “waking up from a bad dream” motif… and his dream isn’t indicated as such with any cloud-like lines on the final edge of it. We’re allowed to connect the dots just a wee bit more. Thumbs up!
Never expected Pearls would bring a tear to my eye.
Of course, it’s not sudden sounds that would make him cry “BOMB” – he sniffs for the scent of explosives… but still, it cracked me up. Don’t let logic get in the way of a good gag!
Was studying graphic design at CCAC and in mid-class in SF when the quake hit. Struck me right then as slightly ridiculous that our whole class of 15 or so was all trying to get under the one door. Only thing odd was the loooong duration of the gentle swaying and seeing a hallway ceiling tile fall. “This is going on for a while,” I thought. Afterwards, everyone standing around outside at a nearby park in the fading late-afternoon sunlight. Still thought I’d get over the bridge for classes in Oakland – then I looked at the micro-TV I’d recently bought (B&W, 2" screen on which I’d been watching the Series) and saw live news footage of the broken bridge. Uh oh. Hooked up with some friends and caravanned through the dark streets to someone’s house. Power was out and not a single light anywhere – it was spooky, with the only light coming from our headlamps. Convivial group of folks at the house, cold dinner, attempted phone call home but no dial tone. Uncomfortable night’s sleep under my car blanket… breakfast with friends at some random diner, then home to Oakland – and a new crack in the sidewalk in front of our house. All in all it was a great adventure, but distressing to learn of the damage and the loss of lives that had happened in my then-home-town.
On “Seinfeld”, Jerry was actually the least quirky character and it worked well. Even though it wasn’t called “Jerry, Elaine, George and Kramer”. Same with Luann!
One of the best and pithiest summaries of this topic that I’ve yet seen.
Ah yes, I remember renting our first movie from “That’s Entertainment”, the in-store video rental shop in Safeway in Oakland in maybe ‘84 or ’85. Rented the player. First ever movie: “The Big Chill”. No griping about it not being letterboxed either. I remember all through the 80’s into the 90’s the talk of widescreen TV coming “one day”… how far we’ve finally come.