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Frisket Business

Whew! I am so very happy to report that today’s strip doesn’t take place at the optometrist office, we’ve instead moved to a world where two Northern Ohio-based nonagenarian comic book legends are somehow meeting for the first time. It is, remarkably, a welcome respite.

Are we really supposed to believe that Flash and Ruby Lith, alleged fans of each other’s work, are meeting for the first time? Ruby Lith (hired in September 2019) wasn’t in the office during Flash’s last visit, when he dropped by to kvetch about “Turtle Thompson” (wait, was “Thompson” part of the guy’s nickname?) back in December 2019? Yes, Ruby Lith’s Miss American was a Capitol Comics title while Flash worked at Batom, but these two have both presumably been alive since the Coolidge administration working in the same industry in presumably a similar geographic area… they never met at a convention? Trade show? Art supply store? Comic book store? 3:30 PM dinner buffet?

While the plot seems a stretch, the puns today, however, are… well, they certainly are present. Though I incorrectly guessed her relation, I knew Amber Lith was coming. Really, I think we all knew Amber Lith was gonna be a gag in a Ruby Lith strip at some point. Didn’t see the dog’s related punny name coming, but it feels incredibly uninspired and unsurprising nonetheless.

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Krabby Petey

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December 4, 2020 at 12:36 pm 
…The joke is so mild and so botched, and the reaction is so ridiculously oversold, that the strip should be funny for how misguided it is.

Does anyone else think that Darin in the last panel looks like he was drawn by MAD’s Maddest Artist, Don Martin?

Tom Batiuk has frequently expressed, in his work and in interviews, that even though we call them “comics,” they don’t necessarily have to be “funny.” “I don’t see why a comic strip can’t carry the weight of substantial ideas,” he once said. But even a storyteller like Batiuk must cleanse the palate with the occasional standalone gag, or even a week’s worth of them. Everything about Pete’s “holiday joke” is lame, and the smugness with which he delivers it is just off the charts. Of course, the response is a hearty HA! HA! HA! from all but one of the Atomik staff.  At first, it looked to me as if Chester was the one admonishing Pete to “stick to writing drama,” which would make sense as he’s Pete’s boss. Naturally, as his fiancé, Mindy must come to Pete’s defense. But nobody knows better that his real soulmate, Darin, that flighty, distractible Pete needs help with focus. And anyway, his jokes suck.

Something that does not suck is the way Beckoning Chasm goes to work on Funky Winkerbean with a pair of pliers and a blowtorch, and his authoring stint begins with Monday’s comic. Stay safe and well and happy, people. –TFH

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Wayhack Windbag


Link To Today’s StripAnd my super-sized guest host stint finally comes to a merciful end. What a garbage dump THAT was. There’s a good reason why we typically do two weeks at a time…simple human endurance. Stay tuned as billytheskink takes over for the first brand new story arc of 2020!

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Change (In The House Of Sighs)

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In his futile attempt to capture how nutty and zany “women” are, BatJerk has once again written himself into yet another contradiction…a stupid nonsensical contradiction. Just YESTERDAY Mindy was all sorts of nervous and insecure about her work, yet today she goes completely batshit stark raving mad over a mere suggestion. So she’s unsure of herself and worried about the quality of her work AND deeply protective of that work, all at the same time! Why, if I didn’t know any better I’d quite possibly assume that Mindy is at best a poorly-thought out character and at worst just plain stupid. But THAT certainly couldn’t be…could it???

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Polish Joke

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It’s hilarious because she’s a woman and you know how “they” are, always all insecure and mixed-up and such. Sigh. This is what happens when you hire writers who’ve NEVER WRITTEN A SINGLE THING IN THEIR ENTIRE LIFE. Then again, SOME “writers” have forty-seven years worth of experience and still somehow manage to cock everything all up, so there you go.

“Wayback Wendy”…man, that really stinks even by FW comic book sub-universe standards. That makes “Rip Tide” seem like sheer genius in comparison. What does Wendy do, go back in time and re-visit high school? And if so, why not just call it “Wendy Winkerbean”? Who’d even know the difference?

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