Indignant Saturday
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Blondie, 2/8/25
Man, what’s your least favorite part of this deeply unpleasant Dagwood dream sequence? A lot of people are going to say “the glasses on the sandwich” or “the pot of gumbo on a burner that’s just kind of floating in space” or “the way you can’t quite tell if Dagwood is driven to chase the anthropomorphic sandwich by hunger or something more darkly sexual” or maybe even “why did they bother mentioning the Super Bowl but not put any football stuff in the dream sequence”, but for me, it’s the little “Po Boy” label on the sandwich. Like, come on. Do you expect us to believe that Dagwood would need to have a sandwich label in his own dream? Absolutely not. I don’t care if the idiot readers at home need to have the fact that this is “the Big Easy”‘s signature sandwich spelled out for them, I refuse to accept the way it compromises the verisimilitude of the dream sequence.
Hi and Lois, 2/8/25
Feel like this strip is the result coming up with “the big bag store” as a darndest thing a kid would call Costco, but that’s really undermined by the fact that there are no bags in the strip. Everything is in boxes! That’s actually one of Costco’s whole things! Plus “big box store” is already a thing people say so you could have it be a double meaning? C’mon, man!
Six Chix, 2/8/25
Sorry to get all indignant there for a minute, I’ll try to chill out. Hey, were you worried that, what with all the apps today and such, Cupid wasn’t getting laid anymore? Well, good news.
62 replies to “Indignant Saturday”
Is there a joke of any kind in that Hi and Lois strip? Because the third panel is just Hi carrying stuff in, how is that funny?
Six Chix: Is this a Holiday themed bar? (Easter Bunny on the right) or a magical creatures bar? (Unicorn)
Six Chix: To be fair… Dating app relationships seem to be mostly hit or miss and don’t guarantee a solid relationship. Meanwhile Cupid outright forces two people to successfully fall in love against their will.
Wait, what’s fair about this again?
Blondie: The sandwich wearing Mardi Gras beads implies it flashed its breasts at someone, which raises the question – what is the equivalent of boobs on a sandwich? I don’t actually want to know the answer to this question, but I imagine Dagwood has given it a lot of thought.
@Schroduck:I just noticed Dag is also wearing half a dozen bead chains. Presumably the horny frat boys of Mardi Gras go wild for a flash of wrinkly neck folds.
@Schroduck: Xunise knows…
Well, I put the “Rambling” back in my name, whether I ramble or not :3
I realized that the name is pretty much my brand at this point so might as well keep it the way it is.
FC-Mommy’s clients being the worms.
Blondie-They should have had Dagwood chasing a muffuletta. It would be the only muff we see him chasing.
Blondie doesn’t appear too happy with Dagwood yelling “Who Dat!?” and then answering “Jambalaya!” during insertion.
Look, we know the Six Chix are into some freaky stuff. That unicorn isn’t an accident, this is about a very specific poly gripe. This is a comic about a couple trying to pick up a single person, and then the man runs off on another date and leaves you two alone to make awkward small talk. Finally, a relatable comic for me!
@lark:
Six Chix : Weird to see the Easter Bunny before LENT even starts, though I guess his getting krunk makes sense; Mardi Gras is kinda HIS holiday too, what with Lent being the period leading up to Easter and all.
(Is the unicorn there to represent St Patrick’s day, or just as a generic “fantastic, near-mythological figures” thing?)
Ha ha, it’s funny because a rabbit is hanging out with a unicorn and Cupid, and the rabbit is wondering if it is also fictional!
@Schroduck: The pickle slices.
Blondie: I like that this strip seems to imply that the news about the Superbowl location came to Dagwood in a dream and not, like, the newspaper or something? Maybe he did read about that earlier but it didn’t enter his conscious mind until he was able to make the link with food.
H&L: ‘Ko$ko’ sounds like a fly-by-night discount store run by Russian mobsters in an abandoned warehouse. “Yes, ees genuine popped corn, no more dan 12% millet, guarantee!”
6Cx: Sure, it’s ‘funny’ that Cupid is using a dating app but like….he’s a child, right? Like ok, he’s an immortal ageless being with supernatural powers but he still has the body of a child. Who is swiping right on that…?
MW & RMMD: “Yeah?” “Yeah!” “Who’s gonna make me?” “You and what army?” “Step over this line!”
I’m feeling a little lightheaded from all these almost- explosions of testosterone.
MW: how many ways can Dirk the Dick call Dawn a worthless loser for a gutter ball? Having said that I am impressed with with his stamina. He’s been screaming for a week.
@pugfuggly: Maybe depending on the setting, the other users are Gods/magical beings themselves. There must be other beings that look young for their immortal age that he can hang out with. Maybe?
Pluggers – I’m guessing that Jerry Elsea of Cedar Rapids, Iowa, was disappointed that Hank Ketchum wasn’t available to draw a picture of that tech person on the other end of the line.
Thanks to the standard low level of 6C art, it took me a few minutes to realize that that was Cupid’s quiver and not a chocolate covered carrot the unicorn gave the rabbit as a dating bribe on the table. Disappointed Josh didn’t vocalize his ponderings into equine/lapine sex practices, like he does with Hagar mermaid strips.
MW – My prediction is that in another week or so, after drawing out the drama of this exchange, Dirk will start pounding Jared Not the Subway Perv.
Jess, who took self-defense lessons after getting mugged, will then kick the shit out of Dirk.
I’d find that acceptable.
H&L: They’re laughing like morons because they’re porch pirates. Explains “The big ‘bag’ store” and why Lois is unhappy. She doesn’t approve but is hungry.
Statistically there’s gotta be one guy out there whose thing is drawing fanart of Dagwood and Blondie as Gambit and Rogue, and he is absolutely pumping his fist in the air, hooting and hollering with joy at the thought of Dagwood saying “who dat.” This one’s for him, and only him.
Six Chix is kinda in that Pardon My Planet zone of being almost offensively bad. Like, there are great artists who get no success ever, and then the people behind Six Chix are getting actual money to cobble together something that might be most kindly compared to that scene in a zombie movie where the zombies do something from their old lives, like shop for jeans or use a Walkman, except the zombie is trying to tell a joke.
Personally? My least favorite thing about Dagwood’s dream is that Mardi Gras is a month away from the Superbowl, but yet features more prominently than the event that supposedly inspired the dream.
@Twinkles the Elf: It’s not.
6C: I’m really curious as to what’s going in the unicorn’s life to make them guard their drink like that.
@The Otter: It’s an imaginary creatures bar.
@Twinkles the Elf: Is there a joke of any kind in that Hi and Lois strip?
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The late Roy Scheider telling Lois, “We’re gonna need a bigger cookie jar.”
MW: As Dirk swings and misses, health care worker Jared uses the opportunity to inject him with a double-max dose of Dutasteride. It eliminates his toxic masculinity and the resultant side effect of gynecomastia adds a bit of spice to his and Dawn’s sex life.
Dagwood is more of a muffaletta man, anyway.
Blondie: No place in today’s strip does it explicitly say the cloud cartoon is Dagwood’s dream. In fact, he looks like he’s been awake for days in some kind manic state. More’n likely this is what goes through Dagwood’s mind during intercourse in that state ….climaxing with him eating a sandwich wearing glasses?
(Dagwood as a binge-eating coke head explains a lot)
Pop Weaver? Ko$co? C’mon now.
@Nobody: Sorry…Ko$ko. Not any better.
Blondie:
Wavy Gravy tried to warn Dagwood about this particular strain of bad acid, but he paid Wavy no heed.
@The Rambling Otter: What’s the colon and 3 represent? I’m not up on stuff like that.
I don’t blame Blondie for looking a bit traumatized at what Dag was yelling out, er, during activities ….
@Scratchy Scrotum LXIX: Yeah, it’s interesting that they are willing to dip their toes into “Pluggers are racists”, but aren’t prepared to totally commit just yet.
BG&SS should give up on its fitful attempts at anthropological accuracy. Today’s punchline only works if the readers imagine any of the adults having teeth.
Blondie gives me pause about two things: Would Dagwood ever dream of giving beads to his hot wife? and, Are there any black jazz musicians in New Orleans?
Marvin: I may not be good with colors but even I know chicken strips aren’t blood red. Did Jeff and Jenny hand the hell spawn a live chicken and let him rip it shreds? Could explain why Chick-Kill-A hasn’t caught on.
Six Chix-Unfortunately the date is Tuesday Chix.
Mary Worth: Jared points at Jess “Says her!”
Low and Highless: Shouldn’t Ditto be carrying the Pop Warner™ popcorn box? He’s the baseball nut.
H&L: It’s not cute. Flagstons only grow sclera when they’re extremely distressed.
@Twinkles the Elf:
Is there a joke of any kind in that Hi and Lois strip? Because the third panel is just Hi carrying stuff in, how is that funny?
Hi and Lois, along with Beetle Bailey, are in their post-joke era. Which would be more accurately described as filler. Anyway, it’s not going well.
Blondie: Sandwich + glasses = Wilbur Weston. Wilbur happens to be away from home “interviewing hurricane survivors”. If memory serves, there are some of those in New Orleans.
My least favorite part is the idea of Dagwood, who is so white he can’t even dream a black musician in his brass band/zydeco agglomeration, shouting “Who dat?”
@pugfuggly: but he still has the body of a child. Who is swiping right on that…?
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Judging from the buzzing Id say it was Buzby, the Honey Nut Cheerios™ bee.
MW: Uh-oh, you’ve done it now, Jared. You’ve made Dirk mad.
FC: Worms would kneel “up,” wouldn’t they?
GT: Apparently Rodney has fallen really far since the guy who shot the documentary apparently doesn’t recognize him anymore.
Six Chix is a surprisingly metaphorical take on how technology has broken down society and in particular has destroyed good old romantic, ordinary love. While Cupid bemoans the fact that his dates are few and far between, his two companions have no such gripes, for reasons that young people will understand, but which will fly right over the heads –literally!– of newspaper editors and the elderly who read print comics and have no idea what a “unicorn” or a “rabbit” have to do with a person’s sex life.
H&L: Hi has scored a 5-gallon jar of Hellmann’s. Even PriceCo doesn’t offer that.
6Chx: A fairy, a unicorn, and a rabbit walk into a bar . . .
Hågär thé Hørrïblê:
Is there a joke somewhere in this?
Since Hi & Lois isn’t doing jokes as such anymore, I have to assume the syndicate editors believe “big box store” is a trademark.
@MKay: Tomorrow they’re each going to take one of Summer’s arms and start pulling in different directions like she’s Olive Oyl in an old Popeye cartoon.
Luann: Welp, I guess that really is the end of that. Next week, ‘new adventure’!
JP: Uh, Sam? Why are you making bedroom eyes in panel one?
MW: All this week, Dirk’s expressions make me want to put a word bubble with ‘duuuuhhhh!’ above him.
FC: Dolly tried to show this to Jeffy with a real worm but he kept eating them.
6C: I don’t like this modern remake of Metamorphoses.
Blondie: For me, the two most upsetting things about this scenario are:
1.) The fact that Ash Wednesday is rather late this year, and we still have a solid month before Mardi Gras;
2.) The street band in the corner. Are they there to give the anthropomorphic po’boy a jazz funeral send-off? Is Dagwood going to eat them next?
RMMD: I like how the colorist messed up and it looks like Augie is pointing at himself.
GT vs. MT: A big difference between these two strips is that the writing is better in GT, while the art is… well, it isn’t so much “worse” than MT. It’s that Rachel Merrill barely TRIES. I’ve seen her other work and it’s really good, but in GT it’s like she has a hangover or can’t be bothered. Whereas Jules at MT is like Elon Musk destroying USAID for shits and giggles.
@Nobody: There really is a Pop Weaver popcorn brand.
Blondie – They should have tagged it poo boy – all that food looks like shit….
H&L – What’s with Hi – is there a gallon jug of Kirkland vodka in that box….
6-C – A cherub, unicorn and rabbit walk into a bar….
Adios Amigos, DJ.
MW: Dirk says; “Sez who!?” Jared answers; “Sez me!!” They stare at each other furiously and then embrace in one long kiss. Dawn and Jess look at each other. “If you can’t beat ’em …”
BF: I haven’t been to Toronto in years. I’m sorry that they’re down to such a pathetic handful of restaurants and coffee shops that you can’t visit one without meeting everyone you’ve ever known.
DT: Not one of the cops has been able to lay a finger on the big Nazi for a week now, as he throws them around the clock tower like rag dolls. Somewhere, Captain America is weeping into his (American piss-water) beer.
Ripley: In a brilliant avant-garde touch, one member of Leonard Patton’s jazz quartet performs on the enema bag.