Not much to say about this one, as the Bull-DUI arc sputters to a halt, shuddering, wheezing and leaking oil. I’m honestly not sure what to make of Linda, here–I get that she’s trying to cheer Bull up, but it really sounds (in the context of this strip) that seeing Bull lose big-time is a genuine turn-on for her. Ewww…creepies, Mudhead! I guess since they have two kids…well, let’s see…Bull’s father must have died of cancer, and his mother in a car accident? Or maybe Bull lost a couple of toes, or has glaucoma? Something tragic, right? Something to get those old fires burnin’?
Bull as a character is nowhere near the loathsome levels of such cyclopean blasphemies as Les Moore, Harry Dinkle or John Howard. I never think, “Oh God, no,” when he shows up, and I rarely feel like I should be smashing him with a bat. He’s just really, really boring and nothing of his world is presented as interesting. (Yes, I know you could say that about every scenario in the strip, including those which clearly engage Tom Batiuk’s interest. It just seems more obvious where Bull is concerned.)
Like almost all of the female characters, Bull just seems like a sad, stupid lump that gets tossed around by fate without any real understanding of the forces working against him. He never progresses and, naturally, never learns.
And there’s always that nagging feeling radiating from the strip that he somehow deserves it, that his past as a bully (whether that’s been ret-conned or not) has set his fate in stone.
If only he was a comic-book fan. That way–the path of the Sacred Book–lies salvation, and even an old sinner like Bull might find his destiny written within those Pages.
If only the damned old bully could read.
Son of Stuck Funky 
It’s not just the fact that he’s a bully, it’s that he bullied Les. When you bully the future creator of Lisa’s Story, you never burn off that bad karma.
Oh dear God. The phrase “hanky-panky” must henceforth be banned going forward. Yuck. It’s fairly safe to say that there probably won’t be any magazine articles about this particular strip, unless someone’s doing a piece on morose boring claptrap featuring depressing and annoying characters. Hard to remember an arc that was ultimately as pointless as this one was. I don’t mean there weren’t any, because there are thousands of them like this. I mean it’s hard to remember because I try to blot them from my memory as quickly as I can.
Not sexy! NOT SEXY!!!
Got his hopes up? Bullshit.
He was given a job offer. Then, within the period of time he was given to accept it, he did only to find out that the bastards had given it to a guy who had previously rejected it.
Bull, rise above your not-Les status and HUNT DOWN the cruel, malevolent, petty monster that rules your world!
Again with the sexytime. You get a job – sex. you don’t get a job – more sex. FW is getting down right pwernographique.
I’d rather not see either of you flirting in any way, shape, or form.
My guess is that nobody cared about his resignation letter because they did something he didn’t and foresaw the fact that the deal would fall through.
I bet when they got his resignation letter they thought the idea of Bull coaching anywhere else was the funniest thing they’d ever heard and are still laughing.
DUI made him an offer….and it was in writting….= legal contract.
Isn’t there a lawyer in Westview?
After suing DUI…. he could then file a class-action suit against Batom. Inc.
The only lawyer in Westiview died of cancer, although it seems like she never left. Nobody else wants to fill that void.
@Paul Jones & @Spacemanspiff85 The problem is we don’t know if the letter of resignation was sent in or not. Even that plot line was left unresolved.
Rusty: And remember how good she was at that job? “Oh, the doctor mixed up my records, thus preventing me from getting treatment until it was too late? Oh well, time to make a bunch of videos and then roll over and die!”
This was quite a lengthy, ham handed, contrived arc, just to set up a punchline of “Bullroast gets his hopes up, then is disappointed.” I think Tommyboy got something up his butt about college athletics, and wrote this as another of his “soapbox arcs.” I guess we’re supposed to come away from this arc knowing college athletics is EEEEEEVIL, just like teenagers, the Internet, cell phones, technology, Hollywood, Wall Street, and those monsters who oppose tax increases.
@TheDiva: What really irritates me is that we’re supposed to worship the banal failure for dying in the most futile manner imaginable.
If you have the mindset that all females in Westview are evil robots created by St. Les the Righteous Smirker during the ten-year time skip… then MAYBE the Funkyverse would make some sense after all.
Nah. Who am I kidding?