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Saul is over in panel one, pursuing his passion: narrating events to people in real-time, as they unfold.

Victor Von

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Rex Morgan, M.D., 10/25/04

OK, I can’t hold back any longer. Mrs. Hendershot is the villain in the current Rex Morgan story line, and I just love her hair. Is it really her hair? Is it a wig? Who cares? It’s so … interesting! I like how it seems to be one solid mass at the crown of her head, and then has precisely parallel lines mapped onto the curve of her skull further down, then ends in a perfect line that almost cups in a bit. Rex Morgan’s artists love interestingly stylized hair (just look at Heather’s two little droopy devil horns) but Mrs. H’s freaky ‘do just takes the cake. It makes her head look all the weirder perched at the end of her unnaturally thin neck.

I mean, do you think kids call her “Kremlin Head” behind her back? Because … well, I mean … her hair looks kind of like … those tower things on Russian churches. You know what I’m talking about. Those things.

Heh. “Kremlin Head.” That’s funny.

All right, that’s all I have to say about that.

Some grim fare in the soap opera strips these days. Margo’s tied up in the trunk of a car in Apartment 3-G, some poor college kid’s in the hospital from bad meth in Mary Worth, and now we’ve got a mean old lady whose crusty exterior is just a cover for a hateful, unhinged, child-abusing interior. She may be evil, but seeing this skinny elderly woman hauled off in shackles — as we almost certainly will — is going to be a somewhat unpleasant image for the funny papers.

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Since most of you aren’t going to be digging through the archives today, I am reprinting here a comment that was added tonight to a B.C. post from July:

i dont understand any of them. dont you have any kid orrented ones. i spelled that wrong didnt i? well there you go! i have to find caveman jokes for school but i cant find any! mambye you could try to find ones that an eleven year old such as i would understand. sincerly me!

Comment by Kenzie — 10/24/2004 @ 10:34 pm

So I urge everyone who has a caveman joke suitable for an eleven-year-old to go back to the original page and post it there. Now, no being mean! Kenzie’s experienced enough postmodern cruelty-as-entertainment on this site, I’m sure. I’d tell you her e-mail address, but, quite wisely, she says “im not aloud to give it to strangers.”

Once you’re done being nice to a small child, you can go back to cruelty-as-entertainment in a funny McSweeny’s article called “Excerpts From Dagwood Bumstead’s Intervention.” Thanks to the aforementioned Editrix (who has revealed herself as “Amy Lewis”) for the tip.

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One Big Happy, 10/24/04

No, no, no, no, One Big Happy! No incest references and no pants-wetting references — please, I beg of you. Other strips feature young children of pants-wetting age and don’t feature pants-wetting jokes. If you open the floodgates (so to speak), think of the madness that will ensue in Hi and Lois and Curtis and (God help us) The Family Circus.

Incidentally, it seems like there’s a lot of downtime in this strip, even if you discount the potentially-lopped-off top row. If the pull of the “mistake in my pants” joke was irresistible (and I concede that I can see how it may well have been), surely it could have been taken care of in three panels, and then never spoken of again?