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Excellence in Awfulness.

With the awards to individual characters and the technical awards finally out of the way, we move on to the most prestigious awards of our ceremony. Two awards that balance each other, and between encompass the whole that Funky Winkerbean could be. The dark and the light, the yin and the yang, the Batman and the Joker.

“We artists are not required to be nice, but only talented!” 
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Drawing a Blank

What can I say about this award?

Tom Batiuk had one year. He said he knew, and I have chosen to believe him. He had 365 strips. And that’s it. That is all the time he had left.

What can I say about these strips?

Not much. Being pointed out as pointless is more than they deserve.

So without further ado,

The Most Pointless Funky Winkerbean Strip of 2022

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A Thousand Words.

Yesterday we looked at entire arcs, complete stories, weeks of strips at a time.

Today, we do the opposite. Yesterday was all about the story. Today it is the art of comics. True, the context behind some of these snapshots aided them in getting a nomination. Panels that contained the climax of their entire arc.

But the single panel must be unique on it’s own. It must have merit apart. The staging, the artistry, the dialogue, something within the borders of four thin black lines, that is just as important. And panels from strips that didn’t even have arcs were also considered.

For example, this panel made the shortlist, though not the final cut.

Love is terrifying.
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One Arc To Leave Behind…

Lisa Lis–COUGH, Ach *spit* sorry. Sorry just got to get that name out of my mouth.

*gargles hot chocolate*

Now! On with the Awards Show!

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Wash Me and I Will be Pure

Has the purported privilege of your race, your culture, your gender, your sexual orientation, your socioeconomic status, or your occupation got you feeling the stain of social guilt? Does the comfort of your upper middle class existence leave your conscience dirty when confronted with bad news on the TV?

Well! Wash those feelings away in just a few minutes! Pull out your laziest soapbox, and purge your conscience. You’ll feel fresh, radiant, clean, and righteous, when you’ve washed yourself in the fountain of virtue!

White Rain! Cheap! Affordable! Easy! The preferred soapbox of old, white, middle-class, heterosexual men everywhere!

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