Did Sunday’s strip ring a few recognition bells in long time Crankshaft readers?
Well, it should have.
The Crankshaft/Murdoch family has flip flopped on real vs artificial trees a few times over the last couple decades.
The late aughts were an era of live trees at great cost.
2007
2009
2010
2011
2012
2013
Then…in 2014, an arc on an artificial tree.
This all ended with a strip with some VERY FAMILIAR artwork.
I guess a couple years later, in 2016, they’d reinvested in fake.
And early in the Davis era, in 2018, another new artificial tree. And Pam is the one who throws a fit over fakery, despite a few years earlier championing the idea. I’ll let the continuity error slide this time, as the jokes in the arc are at least smirk worthy.
But I guess nostalgia won out again by 2020.
I’ve gotten a real tree ever since I moved out on my own, usually white pine, though I’ve also paid top dollar for some frasier furs. My mom has a three piece artificial tree she’s used ever since my sister scored a husband allergic to pine.
How about your nitters? Real or fake.
Son of Stuck Funky 
My family owns an artificial tree that we hang up every year for Christmas
ComicBookHarriet,
Happy New Year!
In the ‘50’s, we had real trees and the big electric Christmas tree bulbs. There was a bubbler light bulb that was my favorite.
I guess that whole apparatus lasted to the 1960’s. Then we got a silver aluminum tree. The Holy Grail!
There were no lights to hang. It had a separate revolving colored wheel that illuminated the tree into hundreds of tiny reflections. It was glorious.
I was number 4 kid out of 5. If you rubbed your feet on the carpet and touched the tree, such a nice spark. Then the older kids learned one could shock the others after rubbing their feet. It was madcap warfare! Shuffle! Shuffle! Touch the brother or sister. Enjoy the squeal. Rinse. Repeat.
Nothing say Christmas joy better that electrical trauma. Joy! Rapture!
Good times. Good times.
Sorial Promise
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