Ed Hall is right, and so was I.
The problem is climate change, but people are still seizing on the one remark in which Trump — for maybe the first time in his life — got something right.
Still, as Hall notes, good forest management can’t overcome climate change, even if the nitwit who recommends it were to actually fund it.
I got significant blowback for comparing Trump’s rake remark to Dan Quayle’s potato incident and Al Gore’s invention of the Internet.
Oh well. Truth is the first casualty of war, and here’s an unintentionally hilarious demonstration of the phenomenon, as people confidently chime in with their expert, conflicting theories, the last pleading, “Would anyone like to support their arguments by accurately citing the primary source?”
Silly boy. That’s not how on-line expertise works.
But if I were going to hang a stupid wildfire quote around Dear Leader’s neck, it would be this one:
I want great climate. I have a strong opinion. We’re going to have that, and we’re going to have forests that are very safe.
This is far more idiotic and wrong-headed than the comment about rakes, but, the problem is, it’s not as concise.
But now I don’t care about rakes anymore because I want to hear how Trump is going to bring about that great climate he’s promised us.
Meanwhile, this 3-year-old resurrected tweet indicates that Dear Leader — despite his years of experience on television — doesn’t know the difference between an advertisement and a public service announcement.
Though it’s commendable that he knows it’s “Smokey Bear” and not “Smokey the Bear.”
And Dear Leader is an expert on parks and public land. Check this out:
If you read the Wikipedia entry, you’ll realize the place is a public monument to Dear Leader’s entire career.
Never mind the Presidential Library. Instead, keep this just as it is.
As was once said to a cleaner, more personable pig, “That’ll do.”
And now for something completely different
This Rabbits Against Magic actually ran yesterday but it’s wonderful enough to feature here a day late.
Jonathan Lemon may be doing some homework prior to taking over the reborn Alley Oop in January, along with Joey Allison Sayers.
Not sure how many of these “originated” with the strips versus being picked up as then-current slang, so I’m glad he said “or popularized,” because otherwise we’d be back in the weeds with the “first casualty of war” folks above.
I know, for example, that Sgt. Baker’s “The Sad Sack” was created for “Yank, The Army Weekly,” whose readers were well aware of the complete phrase explaining what he was a sad sack of.
I’d better move on before I get totally distracted by this panel.
Juxtaposition of the Day
NPR’s Morning Edition did a “Thanksgiving Tip” segment yesterday which included some advice relevant to these cartoons: Someone asked about hosting the annual dinner in her vegan home, which is a more complicated situation than being a guest at an omnivore’s table.
What I liked was that the expert suggested not trying to replicate some sort of meat with some sort of vegetation, but, instead, featuring unapologetically vegan dishes that actually taste good. (And if you think that’s impossible, you’ve never been to an Indian restaurant.)
I would also suggest that, if tradition is an object, you could make a vegan green bean casserole, as long as you checked the cream of mushroom soup for beef broth and remember that it has to be canned beans and crappy onion rings. Fresh or frozen beans and good onion rings ruin the effect entirely.
And Real Life Adventures gave me the willies because I just made the mistake of going to the store on what I forgot was the Saturday before Thanksgiving.
Not only were the weekend shoppers out in large numbers but they had brought their whole fam damilies.
Because parking your cart in the middle of the aisle while you ponder the canned tomatoes won’t block it completely unless you have extra people to stand around it.
And Frazz brings me back to the days when my job included visiting classrooms, either for a presentation on political cartoons for the older crowd or one on media literacy and newspapers for the younger kids.
I would tell teachers that I’d come talk to their class for free any time they wanted, except on the last day before a major holiday. It always got a laugh, but they knew I wasn’t kidding and they knew why.
Which is related to the time I was chatting with a group of high school teachers after school and the topic of “only working 183 days a year” came up. I noted that they do seven shows a day for that half year, which is a helluva lot more performances than Frank Sinatra.
“Yes,” one of them remarked, “and we’re not allowed to do it with a glass of scotch in our hand.”
David Horsey feels it was, perhaps, a bit cheesy and deceptive for Amazon to conduct a high-stakes competition where various communities debased themselves in order to win 50,000 jobs, only to divide its new building in half and award the pieces to a pair of the already-most-influential markets.
It reminds me of when our station manager announced an in-house contest to find a slogan for the TV station with some kind of cash prize, and then, after everyone had given it their best, awarded it to the promotions director.
No harm done: We already hated them both anyway.
To which I also can add nothing except that they’ve got Brexit and we’ve got Trump and I suppose it’s only fair that everyone gets to have a good laugh.
Perhaps we could arrange some sort of merger …