You don’t get into advanced gaslighting until college
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Gil Thorp, 5/12/26

The Vegas sportsbooks have had a rough last few years. In 2018, the Supreme Court ruled in Murphy v. National Collegiate Athletic Association that states could set up their own regimes of regulated sports betting, and many did, leading to a flurry of betting apps available on every phone; then in early 2025, Kalshi, a “prediction market” that let users bet on any upcoming events and that claimed to be a futures market and thus regulated by the federal government, decided that betting on sporting events was just another kind of predicting and because they were under federal jurisdiction, they could offer sports betting everywhere, even in states that banned it. Still, I don’t know if “betting on high school golf” is what’s going to bail Vegas out on this one, though maybe they signed some kind of deal with the Valley Conference back when they were doing prison football, which you have to admit is more exciting.
Mother Goose and Grimm, 5/12/26

I’m not a big fan of the way that mermaids in Mother Goose and Grimm are depicted as just kind of floating around even when they’re not in the water. I’m also not a big fan of the really numb facial expression on this undersea king’s face; like, he’s not outraged or horrified, he just spent a minute looking at an old acquaintance — not a friend, really, but someone he knew enough to talk to, knew about his family — all dead and fried and sitting in a cardboard box and eventually he thought, you know what, I can’t bring myself to eat this one. But that’s a lot grimmer to think about, so I’m going to mostly complain about the floating thing instead. Are we expected to believe this is some sort of underwater fast food restaurant, despite the presence of a normal human guy behind the counter? C’mon.
Curtis, 5/12/26

Hmm, I don’t know, Curtis, I actually think that learning how to recognize when your boss is using company resources to indulge his own obsessions to the detriment of the health and safety of the organization and its employees is a pretty useful skill in the professional world! But then, so is gaslighting, so I do honestly see both sides here.


35 replies to “You don’t get into advanced gaslighting until college”
MG and G:
“Coming here was a real Poseidon adventure for me!”
GT: “Fewer” dead rats, not “less.” Guess that, in order to maintain its sports programs, Milford has been cutting back on its English faculty.
FEWER dead rodents, girlie! Fewer! Pedantry is my sword and my shield!
GT. Do prediction markets let you bet on when someone might learn to draw? I mean, the odds have to be pretty astronomical at this point, so the payoff could be huge…
@Pozzo:
Damn, in stereo joke, there.
RMMD – I love Lorna/Mae-Mae’s approach to blackmail – well if a dumb shit like you figured it out, I might as well tell ’em myself!
GT Um, is there some sportsball slang I’m unfamiliar with or something we should know about the vermin level of the Milford baseball complex?
MT “And today’s lesson, boys is What Not To Do – we will carefully follow Rusty, tracking him at a short distance so he can think his laughably visible ‘slip away’ trick worked. Now, as we get started, who can tell me the top 3 things Rusty has done wrong that are dangerous in a wilderness area?”
Luann Really, the Evanses are criticizing “happy planning” instead of “mature follow-through”? Really?? Gestures at plot mess all around…
MW OMG, there isn’t a breakup flashback! He’s really acting as if We Are Through because she took a trip without him! Brandy, you dodged a bullet, girl!
“Notably, you haven’t played the course at Dead Rodent Pines, yet. They pretty much have just the one kind of obstacle. But 9 out of 10 buzzards call the Par-3 8th hole “delicious, squawk.”
RMMD-Mae Mae doesn’t want the call traced on her phone.
MW-Tommy takes the standard hallucinatory walk and throws random strangers into the path of oncoming cars.
FC-Jeffy, you are a good size.
MG&G: Why the hell would the Lord if the Sea be ordering a fish sandwich in the first place?
MGG: I don’t know. I just feel like, if I was presented a deep fried, seasoned, battered slice of human flesh on a bun, I couldn’t tell you with any certainty if I had known the guy. Clearly Mr. Merking is running a scam to get his sandwich on the house.
Wizard of Id: So the strip is not just full of anachronisms but the castle is apparently right outside downtown Cairo?
Gil Thorp:
“Coach has been a strict disciplinarian as a mentor to all of us. When Coach sees we’re not concentrating, Coach Tayses us!”
I love the teacher’s horrified expression in the last panel. “My God, this child has realized the pointlessness of what we’re doing here! This changes everyth-oh, wait, the teacher’s union runs this state. Sit down and shut up, kid.”
“Schools should teach practical things instead of culture” is the kind of midwit take that enrages anyone who knows anything about education and pleases know-nothings, so of course it finds expression in newspaper comics!
GT Wow, did they manage to score these interviews on the Microsoft Bliss hill? Sad that its a golf course now but still..
MGG Im not emperor of the ocean or whatever, but think I’d have a tough time recognizing even my best friend if he were gutted, chopped, deep-fried and placed inside a bun. Does every fish have a distinctive odor or something?
Wary Morth:
Meanwhile Trixie’s ex captors are hunting for him, and for some reason make their way to Maryworthistan. They see Tommy wandering around, mistake him for Trixie (why wouldn’t they? A lot of us did) and abduct him. With his criminal background, Tommy proves far better than Trixie ever was, more satisfactory in every way.
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Wrecks Moregone:
Mae Mae then uses Hector’s phone to bash Moustache-boy over the head.
Don’t merfolk eat fish anyway? I mean, what do they eat? Plankton? Gross! Dolphins (crowd boos)? Each…each other? Bet you didn’t think you’d spend this much thought on merfolk today!
GT: First, “fewer” dead rodents. Second, WHAT?
MW: I’ve always been one to talk in my head. But never in such a bombastic, grandiloquent and histrionic fashion.
MG&G: He’s Neptune. He knows EVERYONE underwater. He needs to get a burger.
MG and G:
‘How about a stick of gum for your trouble, Your Majesty? Let me guess — your favorite is Trident.”
I thought the Coneheads were a show – not characters on Gil Thorp.
MG&G: “Did he ever say ‘Eat Me’ to you?”
@Pozzo: No, she’s referring to the Eastern Lesser Dead Rat (Rattus mortuus spp. parvus)
MG&G: Do we know the counter worker is human? We can’t see his legs. He might be a sea-centaur, a sea-naga, or a sea-kurma. The latter would explain the slow service.
“I think all higher thought should be replaced with dozens of tiny scripts that I can follow in daily life” Curtis thought. “And no doubt next week I’ll be complaining about how boring it is to have to attend a semester of “How To Hangup On Telemarketers” and “Puts Your Hand on the Wheel and Move Slowly” which is a Junior level course.
@Gil Bates:
He could be a REALLY off-model, miscolored version of Squidward, and King Neptune is ordering at the Krusty Krab.
…Everyone was so obsessed about how the Krabby Patties COULD be Mr Krabs serving up the other inhabitants of Bikini Bottom in secret, they never paused and thought about how the restaurant could be OPENLY serving fish sandwiches.
GT: Proof that these scripts are getting help from AI. Rodent droppings help spread Hantavirus. Hantavirus is trending in news. The “Make current and relevant slider” is set to HIGH – thus rodent droppings.
JP: Later the suv is recovered at the airport when passerbys noticed that the windows were smashed, tires flattened and the hood was up the radiator punctured. When told of the news, JP sobbed quietly.
Rex Morgan: Using Hector’s phone, Mae posts a selfie along with mustache man withe caption – “Does she look like Lorna Starr”.
DT: Nice to see that the donut shop was just a staging point for the police and not where they hang out.
@A Grave Mind: Eh, dolphins are assholes. Eat all of them you want.
MG&G: Everyone is calling this character as Neptune, but maybe for all we know, he could be Poseidon’s son Triton (not that it would make a difference)
One of the best kept secrets at Disney, is that Hercules and Ariel are second cousins. The company tries so hard to deny it, by having a teenage Triton appear in one episode of the Hercules animated series, who looks NOTHING like his The Little Mermaid design.
Yet at the same time, the villain Ursula made a silent cameo in the Hercules cartoon, making things even more confusing.
Curtis: One word for you, my boy: harpoons.
Mary Worth Mashup: Mary could nip this moping in the bud right now.
@I’m Not Cthulhu, But I Play Him On TV: (Also, any elementary school that has you read a 500+ page, 135-chapter book filled with nautical trivia, homoerotic jokes and meditations on whale penises…can’t be all bad?)
Dammit, Luann, stop making Bernice seem like the reasonable person in this comic.
C’mon yinz, she means the rodents on the golf course are not as dead! Big fan of not quite dead rodents, she is.
Mother Goose and Grimm: On a scale from one to Phish, how high is ol’ Neptune there? High enough to be flying in the oxygen-rich gaseous upper world, where you don’t even use your branchia to distribute hemolymph through your circulatory system, that’s how high.
Alt joke: I don’t what’s flopping harder here, this joke or Neptune out of water. HIYOOO…
Wait, what about Coach Thorp? Lucas didn’t answer the question!