Most of us who read this the first time through did so in isolation and had to process the powerful emotions it raised without any support. Tell someone who doesn’t read the comics that you’re depressed because . . . you know . . . and they’ll just make you feel silly. Having a community with whom we can process these feelings this time around makes for a much more catharctic experience. I don’t think it’s fair to deny us that.
Most of us who read this the first time through did so in isolation and had to process the powerful emotions it raised without any support. Tell someone who doesn’t read the comics that you’re depressed because . . . you know . . . and they’ll just make you feel silly. Having a community with whom we can process these feelings this time around makes for a much more catharctic experience. I don’t think it’s fair to deny us that.
That would be up there with the folks who rewrote Shakespeare’s tragedies to give them happy endings a hundred years after he lived. (Oh wait, did I just spoil the fact that Shakespearean tragedies don’t have happy endings?)
I suspect that having his litter broken up one at a time by the Daisy Hill Puppy Farm carried some heartbreak with it. He occasionally sees Spike, hardly ever sees his other siblings, and I don’t believe he’s ever once been reunited with his mother. (Though in the Peanuts world, lack of parental involvement isn’t that unusual.)
Well that was true two weeks ago.