Link to today’s strip.
Okay, now yesterday I’m sure you were thinking, “BChasm says it’ll get worse. How can it possibly get any worse than this? It just isn’t possible.” Well, there you go selling Tom Batiuk short–a mistake you’ll probably think twice before committing again!
And here, today, we finally have it–the entire reason for The Coming Reunion. Once more bringing out Lisa’s battered corpse so that the whole enterprise can be The Les Moore Show, starring Les Moore, with Special Guest, Les Moore! “Hey, Les, enough catching up. Let’s talk about you and your feelings.”
This is truly nauseating. The space that the slogan occupies on the poster implies that only two people have died from Les’ class (leaving out the fact that Lisa apparently wasn’t in Les’ class). And so, let’s make sure that the proper one gets worshiped. Livinia must NOT grab any attention! I do like the little touch of Lisa herself helpfully pointing with her eyes just where the book should go, then beaming her approval at Mary Sue. And isn’t it nice that Livinia won’t distract from Lisa by having her own book all about
her how her spouse suffered and moaned. Like the Highlander, there can be only one–even if that one went to a different high school, and graduated in a different year. Every occasion is an opportunity for Les worshiping Les (assisted by Lisa). But like the prior question repeatedly asked–why do they need to have a reunion, they see each other every day–there’s another question raised by today’s episode.
Why would Mary Sue Sweetwater need to leave a copy of “Lisa’s Story” for the “In Memoriam” display?
Everyone from Les’ class, as well as everyone else in town, already owns a copy. They know the story, they are completely aware of it at all times, and they have allowed it to become the dominant narrative in their own lives. Hey Bull, got turned down for that job? Well, I got it worse–“Hollywood.” “Oh, you’re right–Sacred Lisa was about to have her story commercialized. I’m so sorry for you, Les.”
The Coming Reunion story has now fully grown from a silly story about too much nostalgia into a really creepy episode of self-worship. (Hey, “Les Whipfors,” a new character.)
My mutant ability to see tomorrow’s Funky Winkerbean (worst X-Man power ever) ends at this point, so I have no idea if I should issue a warning about tomorrow or not…but considering the ride we’ve been on, I think it’s wise to be prepared.
By the way, if you want to see the full cover of “Murdering Les Moore for Dummies” it’s right here. Before you ask, yes, the fonts are off as it was adapted from a similar book made years ago. But hey, if Tom Batiuk can recycle things without a care, I guess I can too!