CSotD: Sunday Somewhat Funnies
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When I was the at-home parent, I did most of my writing at night, and I had a clock on my desk set for 12:30, in part because I needed the reminder to get to bed, but also, as Kim notes, as a matter of quality control. Anything I wrote much after 12:30 was going to be crap, so I might as well get some sleep instead.
There are people who take a cynical view of “Do something you love and you’ll never work a day in your life,” but I assume it’s because they aren’t doing something they love. When I did career talks, I’d suggest to kids that, while your odds of being a professional athlete were miniscule, you might enjoy teaching phys ed, and that while you can’t make a living trout fishing, you could run a shop that sells fishing gear.
But then you’d have to develop the personal discipline to stop at the end of the day. It’s one of the nicer challenges you could face.
One of my dog’s besties is a greyhound and it is fun to watch him take off around the park. The other dogs have given up chasing him, though some set up to try to cut him off. But Ms. Plainwell and Caulfield are right: They’re sprinters, not long-distance runners.
When I was a kid, there was a sledder who ran pointers, and their long legs made them really fast, but the races were about five miles. They were fun to watch, but it was universally accepted that they wouldn’t have lasted like huskies on longer hauls.
Huskies, OTOH, have to be continually on leash because they are runners and will head off into the hinterlands, whether they’re hitched to a sled or not. A case of loving what they do and never working a day in their lives.
The Food Pyramid has long been beyond saving.
It originally depicted what you should eat a lot of, what you should eat some of, and what you should only eat a little of, but there are people who can’t read maps and don’t understand graphic depictions, and they got hold of the pyramid about 25 years ago and “fixed it” so it said that, if you get enough exercise, you can eventually stop eating entirely.
Now, as they said on “Wait Wait” yesterday, it’s no longer a Food Pyramid but a Food Funnel. It suggests that you should eat a bunch of food and more canned beans than grapes or bananas, and a lot of meat but an equal amount of broccoli. Or something.
Hsu’s cattle don’t need to worry. This has become gibberish, which seem to be the goal of most things at HHS.
I’m going to disagree with Tom Toro on this because, while I agree that climate change matters a great deal, I’d also suggest you pay attention to the random things Trump says because nobody is reining him in these days, and he not only says foolish, dangerous things but acts on them.
In fact, Noth suggests, he’s come up with a chaotic plan for empire-building that makes about as much sense as the Food Funnel, and if you want to really scare the bejabbers out of yourself, read this round-up of how people who worked with him in his first administration are feeling about him today.
And, by the way, I like the notion of “reasonable psychopaths.” It seems like an oxymoron we could really get some mileage out of.
As if to build upon his previous cartoon, Noth offers a commentary that could apply to the War on Minnesota currently being waged by those reasonable psychopaths. Nothing bad is happening in Washington, in this theory of operations, because it’s all happening at daycare centers in Minnesota, and basically at all daycare centers throughout states that voted for Kamala Harris.
Though at least the lower courts have not succumbed, and a judge has just ruled that Trump cannot withhold daycare funding from California, Colorado, Illinois, Minnesota and New York in retaliation for their being led by Democrats.
Democrats, we know, are Godless sinners rather than good Christians.
But wouldn’t it be interesting if God did intervene in worldly matters the way the hard-core Bible-thumpers keep asking him to? Because I don’t think he’d come down on the side they were expecting him to, on accounta I’ve read the Users Manual.
You don’t have to be an avid political activist to at least know how the world works and what’s likely to happen next, though you do have to be selective about the news you watch and how you interpret what’s being said. Wise as serpents and gentle as doves and so forth.
The Buckets had a fantasy sequence in which Toby imagines his life 20 years hence, and managed to slip in this zinger. I don’t know which is less likely, that he’ll end up with a supermodel wife or that there will come a time when the news will have to admit how far they’ve drifted from journalism, but both seem like the sort of idealistic dreamworld a kid might envision.
However, while complaining about the media is a cheap Will-Rogers-style cop-out for people who want to sound worldly wise without thinking very hard, we now have a situation which Rabbits can go after specifics on a relatively well-informed basis.
Jonathan Lemon works on fairly short lead-times for the strip, but while the stifling of the 60 Minutes CECOT story is still relatively fresh — and I’ll be stunned if it finally airs on tonight’s edition — the current obsession is watching Tony Dokoupil auger in as we continue the experiment to see if it’s possible to make the evening newscast any less relevant to viewers.
People have been citing 1984, but I’m glad Margulies mentioned Animal Farm, because I think it’s closer to the mark: In 1984, the government actively forces people to accept 2+2=5, but in Animal Farm, the pigs govern with the blissful assurance that the other animals will passively accept whatever they’re told.
We should hope for resistance, and fear placid, cud-chewing apathy.
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