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This must be serious. Usually, Mallard only spends a week whaling away at a topic. It's as if a gag-a-day strip spent all week on the ramifications of "because of the sand-which-is there" or some such. Monday: We learn that Kerry wanted to go to the beach to eat, because of the sand which is there! HA HA! Tuesday: The cross-eyed press wants to deny the whole thing and stick their heads in the sand which is there! HA HA HA! Wednesday: Mallard* asks his boss if they shouldn't be covering this constitutional scandal, and the boss asks him if he is discriminating against Sandy-Americans! HA HA HA HA! Thursday: Cross-eyed liberals protest that this discriminates against the witches, too!! HA HA HA HA HA!! Friday: A grotesque giant head with lots of lines in it, thoughtfully identifying itself by name as some famous liberal, stares expressionlessly while thinking something about how this latest scandal has him buried up to his neck in the sand-(etc) while the rising tide of public opinion is starting to come in. HA! (etc)
*footnote: Mallard, of course, finishes the strip by giving us that patented look that plainly says, "As you and I both know, all liberals are full of sh*t!"
So anyway, it looks like this must be the biggest of dead horses, because Tinsley (by whom I mean Tinsley, his writer, and his -- ha ha -- researcher) has chosen to spend a second week flogging it with unabated gusto. What could possibly be so vital and important to our nation's well-being and good-natured chuckles? Rathergate! Whiterather! Ratherpot Dome! You know, the one where some pieces of inessential corroborative detail have been found to be recreations of undisputed originals? Kind of the same way that Mallard's talking points are copied over from the GOP memos in Tinsley's near-legible lettering for his unexpressive ciphers to chant.
Lucky Mallard! He gets to live on a comics page, and as long as there are Gops in high places, he'll have a berth where the concerns of reality need never intrude. How do I get a slot like that?
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This must be serious. Usually, Mallard only spends a week whaling away at a topic. It's as if a gag-a-day strip spent all week on the ramifications of "because of the sand-which-is there" or some such. Monday: We learn that Kerry wanted to go to the beach to eat, because of the sand which is there! HA HA! Tuesday: The cross-eyed press wants to deny the whole thing and stick their heads in the sand which is there! HA HA HA! Wednesday: Mallard* asks his boss if they shouldn't be covering this constitutional scandal, and the boss asks him if he is discriminating against Sandy-Americans! HA HA HA HA! Thursday: Cross-eyed liberals protest that this discriminates against the witches, too!! HA HA HA HA HA!! Friday: A grotesque giant head with lots of lines in it, thoughtfully identifying itself by name as some famous liberal, stares expressionlessly while thinking something about how this latest scandal has him buried up to his neck in the sand-(etc) while the rising tide of public opinion is starting to come in. HA! (etc)
*footnote: Mallard, of course, finishes the strip by giving us that patented look that plainly says, "As you and I both know, all liberals are full of sh*t!"
So anyway, it looks like this must be the biggest of dead horses, because Tinsley (by whom I mean Tinsley, his writer, and his -- ha ha -- researcher) has chosen to spend a second week flogging it with unabated gusto. What could possibly be so vital and important to our nation's well-being and good-natured chuckles? Rathergate! Whiterather! Ratherpot Dome! You know, the one where some pieces of inessential corroborative detail have been found to be recreations of undisputed originals? Kind of the same way that Mallard's talking points are copied over from the GOP memos in Tinsley's near-legible lettering for his unexpressive ciphers to chant.
Lucky Mallard! He gets to live on a comics page, and as long as there are Gops in high places, he'll have a berth where the concerns of reality need never intrude. How do I get a slot like that?
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