Thankfully, Snarking is Still Free

Sgt. Saunders
October 17, 2011 at 7:00 am
I have a feeling that this week we’ll get the term “school levy” shoved down our collective throats. Let’s see…the “coming school levy”…”the looming school levy”…that seems about right.

Don’t forget the upcoming school levy”, Sarge!

Batiuk should save himself some time and aggravation by creating a new character. Call him “Befuddled and/or Put-Upon Westview Resident”, and have him serve as the foil for all doorbell gags involving “canvassing”, band candy and band turkey sales. Today’s generic neighbor is merely a moustache and chin away from Maddie’s customer from last month.

Levy ≠ Levity


Today’s comic is notable for Becky’s “Charlie Brown” facial expression

So that “crazy wacko” Becky’s mom is gonna take her ball and go home if the people of Westview shoot down the school levy. That oughta learn ’em a lesson. What does her resignation accomplish, anyway, besides setting up today’s punchline? It’s about as plausible as a basketball team forfeiting a playoff game after their star player gets hurt.

Batiuk Blogs Updated!
I always like to give you, dear snarker, a heads up when TB makes the occasional post to the official FW “blogs” (I still snicker at the plural usage). Batty’s latest missive is “a few impressions from” the  (real-life) Lisa’s Legacy run. While he doesn’t mention whether this year’s was “the best turnout ever“, he does take credit for the good weather, since he purposely made it rain on the fictional event:

I figured that, if I made it rain on the Lisa’s Run in the comic strip, Fate (who, when it wants to be entertained, plops down on the couch with a big bowl of buttered popcorn, puts its feet up on the hassock and turns on me) would make it a bright sunny day just to make me look like a fool.

Yes We Can(vass)

Here we see the entire known Westview High School faculty, including their newest member, Art Teacher. They’re assembled outside Moore Manor to encourage their fellow Westviewvians to show support for school funding (another favorite cause of TB’s). If “Art” could read his own dialogue balloon, he’d realize that the kind of “canvass” they’re involved is the “two-s” kind. Ha! Ha! Jim, who considers himself a real teacher, can barely hide his disdain for this bald Bohemian, while Bull sees a threat to his role as mangler of words and their meanings.