December 22, 2003
I GIVED YOU FAIR WARNING
I tried to tell people that the Opus exhumation was going to be a great, sorrowful disappointment, but I was swimming against a tide of happy herrings.
Even I wasn't prepared for just how bad that shit is, though, and it's sucking up half the front page of my Sunday comics, where something intellectual like Pickles could be.
I figure Breathed has a grace period of about 6 weeks to get his head out of the glue jar, then I would expect to see massive protests to shrink that sac of placenta to Momma size, and put in on the back pages.
Of course, I grew up on The Phantom and Prince Valiant. The Phantom is an execrable race-baiter to the syndicate now, and they won't even let Prince Arn behead the occasional Saracen. See, Valiant would be a great venue for allegory on the War on Terror, but you won't see it.
I read Doonesbury as part of my ongoing avocational studies on schizophrenia in the impotent male.