Tag: Harry Dinkle

Hats a Fact, Jack

Before we really dive into the insanity that is today’s strip: isn’t Dinkle retired? Is he still on the schools’ payroll? Get a load of him, strutting right into the high school like he owns the joint, not displaying one of those clip-on ID’s that TB painstakingly draws on every teacher. Where my kids go to school, this would be verboten.

As would be the wearing of hats by students. While it’s clear that these students are just arriving to school on a cold morning, we haven’t seen Owen without that stupid chullo stuck on his head since before Halloween. (Okay, once.) So, do you reckon TB went to a mall somewhere (would have to be about a year and a half ago), noticed a couple kids wearing these hats, and made the assumption that this is what “all the kids” are into these days?

Harry New Year!

I’m not a huge believer in New Year’s resolutions, but I’ll make one here: in 2012 (well, after today) I will cease to snark about Becky’s Pinned-Up Sleeve. Back in November, snarker Charlene made this comment:

Charlene
November 29, 2011 at 4:24 am
…The lack of a prosthetic arm is one of the few realistic features of this entire strip. Her amputation is too high up for a prosthetic to be of any use.

Take it from me: not every amputation can magically be replaced with a prosthetic. You need a certain amount of bone and muscle left, and her stump is just too short.

So we will allow that Becky (and some real-life amputees) are not unwilling but rather unable to use a prosthesis.

But HOO BOY, does TB beat us over the head with that empty sleeve today! Do you suppose, when Becky puts on her winter coat, that the rolled up sweater sleeve tucks neatly inside the rolled-up coat sleeve?

Inconsola-Bull

It’s just not a Westview New Year’s Eve if there’s not somebody who’s depressed and all alone! Last year, of course, it was Les, ditching the party he was hosting to ring in 2011 with the ghost of Lisa. This year, Bull stares into the depths of his punch cup, looking for answers to the She-Goats’ 0-2 start. Would be nice of his wife to try to console him, except she’s too busy talking to Les, whose own significant other is forced to share a table with Principal Nate and Miss Grundy.

Thank you one and all for a terrific year of snarkin’! It’s an honor and a privilege to serve as your host. Best wishes for 2012, and if you are celebrating the New Year, please, please don’t drink and drive, and don’t ride with someone who’s impaired. Happy New Year to All!

–TFH