Why are we doing this?
I suppose The Guy Upstairs is bored and looking for entertainment again. That would explain the aerial P.O.V. in panel 3: we see what a bored Almighty sees, as He looks down upon Funky working his rehab in the parking lot of the First Church of Westview.
And the LORD said to Satan, “Have you noticed my servant Job, and that there is no one on earth like him, blameless and upright, fearing God and avoiding evil?” But Satan answered the LORD and said, “Is it for nothing that Job is God-fearing? Have you not surrounded him and his family and all that he has with your protection? You have blessed the work of his hands, and his livestock are spread over the land. But now put forth your hand and touch anything that he has, and surely he will blaspheme you to your face.
The Book of Job, 1:8-11
In the story of Job, God, at the Devil’s urging, singles out a good, decent guy, upon whom he visits misfortune after misfortune, just to see how much poor Job can take without losing faith. Despite having all his possessions destroyed, his offspring wiped out, and a hideous case of boils, Job hangs tough. His words to his wife sum up his attitude: “[S]hall we receive good from God and shall not receive evil?” Job’s friends come to visit and all wonder what Job has done to deserve this treatment. After his ordeal, Job is rewarded by God with double his riches, more offspring, and another 140 years of life on Earth.
Our modern-day Job understands and has come to accept his role as God’s Punching Bag. “I used to go years without stuff like this happening to me (Shall we receive good from God…) and now it happens to me every five minutes (…and shall not receive evil?)”
That’s our sermon for today, folks! Thanks again to David O for guest-blogging in this space last week.
The parade of men that are far more capable of pleasing Holly than Funky ever dreamed of continue to stream through the Winkerbean Household. The bar isn’t exactly set high; someone that doesn’t consider talking about the difficulties of urinating with a shrunken urethra as foreplay is a good start. By the looks of things in panel 2, Holly is chomping at the bit to get Bull to look at the “computer” back in the bedroom. As for the punchline in panel three, I think people just want to get the hell away from Funky’s days-old shirt and pee-stained sweatpants.
Talking about someone in a room with you as if they’re a piece of furniture! Isn’t that just like someone we know!?
As Crazy Harry and Holly continue to smolder like Edward and Bella, somewhere, offscreen, Mr. Crankybean isn’t too happy about what’s left of friends coming over to visit. Where is everyone? His life-long friend is being thoughtLes, Summer has Moore important things to do, (No Bull!) his pizzeria workers Khan’t come and even Wally is MIA!
Crazy Harry finally came over to see Funky hours days weeks God only knows how long after the accident and one of the first comments out of his mouth is that somehow the withered, ogre-like scowling lard-ass sitting on the couch and wasting oxygen is looking “good”, which is funny because I think the last time Crazy Harry saw him he was at least walking around and not in traction. “Good” in Westview is apparently a very relative thing.
Sadly, Funky, your near-death experience didn’t provide much of anything to anyone; no closure, no epiphany, and definitely no amusement. I’ve have no idea why Holly and Crazy Harry are laughing; they must be psychopaths with no sense of empathy.
Son of Stuck Funky 