Link To Today’s Strip
Oh f*cking yuck. Just repellent. Are we to believe these two imbeciles are working on comic books at midnight on New Year’s Eve? Why? Oh…yeah…that’s right. Sigh.
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Tagged as Atomik Komix, Barry Kuda, heavy snow, Mindy, New Year's Eve, Pete, Retro, Rip Tide, Wayback Wendy
This is repellent on every level.
It’s actually grosser than watching snails copulate.
What is this, propaganda from the Anti-Sex League in Orwell’s 1984?
Remember Wayback Wendy and her Dog Retro? We hope not, because we’re just going to repeat it again and hope it’s just as amusing the second time!
Again. Batiuk has his imaginary comic book publisher…where he could let his imagination run rampant…reference the two dullest characters imaginable. What is wrong with that man? Does he really, seriously wish that, when he was growing up, he could read comics about a scuba cop and a time-traveling dog?
Really? Because that’s just sadder than I can imagine/.
This one stinks by any measure, but when you consider that it’s the last strip of the entire decade it’s somehow even worse.
It’s always mystified me that he didn’t make more of his “History of Batom Comics”. He actually developed enough source material in his blog posts that he could be spinning it out until his 50th anniversary. While some of it borders on corny (specifically the grade school age writer of Tank Thompson), it’s potentially far more interesting than any of the storylines he’s put out.
You and me both. He creates a rich vivid fantasy world based on the thing he loves the most, then uses it as a backdrop for unbelievably stupid stories and crushingly boring characters. It’s like he just can’t help himself.
Is every Rip Tide story full of puns Kip Adotta rejected from “Wet Dream”?
Coming soon-Splash Gordon, Wet Willy, and Watery the Watery Boy!
Sue Nami, the human wave. Barney Cull, whose power is sticking to boat hulls. Sandy Barr, who lurks offshore just below the water. Phineas Dorsal, the half-man half-shark hybrid. And Rip’s evil half-brother Red, along with his sinister sidekick Algy Bloom.
Thanks for putting more thought into your great snark than TB puts into writing the actual strip.
HAPPY NEW YEAR, snarkers!
You know, some time in the near future they will invent portable computers that people can carry around with them, so they won’t have to spend New Year’s Eve working in their office. Still, couldn’t happen to a more annoying couple.
Oh. I see. Another set of dreary idiots leading dull, miserable lives tomorrow.
Lisa would be proud.
This. Is. DISGUSTING.
The last time we saw these two cockroaches, Pete lost all his money and injured his arm losing a carnival game at a fair. His response was to propose marriage that night, by announcing that these incidents prevented him from proposing marriage that night. It’s hard to fail as a man any more completely than that, but in this universe it gets you the girl. Mopey Pete makes Ray Romano look like Humphrey Bogart.
Then there’s the Les and Lisa love story. You remember how this great romance for the ages started, right? By Les hanging around Lisa, doing her favors, and being publicly supportive during her teenage pregnancy, at a time when they had no relationship. You know what that is? It’s the “Nice Guy” act. It’s how Elliot Rodger’s manifesto said the world should work. Here, it gets rewarded.
And boy, does it ever. This strip cannot praise these NiceGuys hard enough. We all know that Les is a paragon of virtue for protecting Dead Lisa’s honor from Hollywood producers who want to do selfish things like make money and be entertaining. Pete gets called a “keeper” for bringing his co-workers a five dollar cup of coffee, a minimal workplace courtesy (and right after the county fair incident, too).
Then there’s the women themselves, who were designed in a lab to meet these men’s exact needs. Cayla accepts her second-tier status to Dead Lisa, which continues 13 years after the latter’s death. Mindy likes comic books, has boobs, and no other discernible qualities. And neither of them demands one iota of change or compromise from their husbands’ oh-so-important interests of protecting Lisa’s legacy and drawing comic books. This strip has more arrested development than the TV show Arrested Development and the band Arrested Development, combined.
The relationships in this world feel like they were written by a bitter 15-year-old who’s never had a girlfriend, and has no idea what makes something romantic or how adult relationships work. And it manifests itself in the worst ways. Sorry, I got off on a rant there.
@BJ6000 Your truth is strong!
A damn good rant ! Kampai !!
It’s more of a Nice-Guy-by-Proxy act. You’re supposed to fill in the necessary elements as a reader. Les, Pete and Gross John, to my knowledge, never felt any resentment toward the women they were interested in, which is a crucial bit of the Nice Guy idea. Instead, we’re left to be the people to conclude “Oh, that Les was so good to Lisa. She should reward him by agreeing to get together with him!” “Oh, Gross John stayed true to Becky and only has eyes for her, and he’s such a good guy with his comic books and his mentoring of children and such. She should reward him by getting together him once Wally is unceremoniously thrown out of the way!” (The closest thing Batiuk ever did to the standard Nice Guy trope was present Wally coming back after being POW-MIA as a terrible ordeal for Gross John because of what it might mean for his relationship with Becky)
Compare that to the astonishing situation in Luann, where Evans actually had his Nice Guys Gunther and Brad express resentment that the girls they were interested in weren’t reciprocating their interest despite them being so wonderful to them.
But it is pretty instructive how Batiuk seems to look at Cayla, Becky and now Mindy. They’re not really individual characters. (Becky in limited in this respect to her relationship with John) They’re just rewards for guys he inexplicably thinks are wonderful and thus deserving. As you point out, not a single one of them demands anything of the guy they’ve been paired with. All the guys enter significant relationships and none of them had to change at all. Hell, in the rare occasions where Batiuk seems to even remember, Gross John chafes at the idea that he might have to do something with Becky’s kids.
The idea of someone who looks, acts, and smells like Baggyeyes McOneshirt attracting anything female is ludicrous. Nobody outside of Batty’s pointy little bald head is buying any of this – including the notion that a romantic evening to these two idiots is being stuck at work writing komix.
Still, none of this comes close to the absurdity of Goatee Creep dancing at midnight with Ghost Lisa while the two women (!) fighting over him look on approvingly. Hey, two women competing for Captain Dickface is crazy enough. But when they saw THAT little display, you’d have expected:
“Whoa. I’m out.”
“Holy fuck. Me too.”
“Wanna get a drink?”
More good examples of how sick, misogynistic behavior is portrayed as romantic is in this world. The MeToo movement should protest this comic strip.
I can only join in the general chorus of this is appalling.
And of course that they are working on New Years eve means they are both (as usual with Pete) under pressure to finish because they are even worse with deadlines than that artist the Author ranked over the coals a couple three weeks ago.
Still I am surprised that there isn’t a pizza on the table between them. That would per the Author’s world view be the ultimate in romance.
Happy new year too.
Pizza from Montoni’s with the pepperonis in a heart shape.
Made from actual hearts, of course. What’s a Funky meal without an extra bit of misery and cruelty?
What is this strip? “Luann: Life After Community College”?