I’ve always loved the comics. When I was a kid, I remember hoofing a mile and a half in a snowstorm to get the paper at the old crossroads store so I could see what happened with Dick Tracy and Li’l Abner and Pogo that day. As an adult (who presumably should have known better), I quit my steady job and ran off to study cartooning with some artists whose ink bottles I wasn’t fit to empty. A year or so later, I went broke. So it goes. At any event, I’ve never lost my enthusiasm for America’s only truly native art form, or for the always original minds that produce it.
The Ghost Of Thanksgiving Yet To Come (From the TexasFred blog)
This is one of those ‘gems’ that I find in my email box from time to time. A friend in East Texas knows I need material for the blog and he sent this one to me. Thank you Mike, you are a true inspiration!
“Winston, come into the dining room, it’s time to eat,” Julia yelled to her husband.
“In a minute, honey, it’s a tie score”, he answered. Actually Winston wasn’t very interested in the traditional holiday football game between Detroit and Washington.
Ever since the government passed the Civility in Sports Statute of 2017, outlawing tackle football for its “unseemly violence” and the “bad example it sets for the rest of the world,” Winston was far less of a football fan than he used to be. Two-hand touch wasn’t nearly as exciting.
Yet it wasn’t the game that Winston was uninterested in. It was more the thought of eating another Tofu Turkey. Even though it was the best type of Veggie Meat available after the government revised the American Anti-Obesity Act of 2018, adding fowl to the list of federally-forbidden foods, (which already included potatoes, cranberry sauce and mince-meat pie), it wasn’t anything like real turkey.
And ever since the government officially changed the name of “Thanksgiving Day” to “A National Day of Atonement” in 2020, to officially acknowledge the Pilgrims’ historically brutal treatment of Native Americans, the holiday had lost a lot of its luster. Eating in the dining room was also a bit daunting. The unearthly gleam of government-mandated fluorescent light bulbs made the Tofu Turkey look even weirder than it actually was, and the room was always cold.
Ever since Congress passed the Power Conservation Act of 2016, mandating all thermostats—which were monitored and controlled by the electric company — be kept at 68 degrees, every room on the north side of the house was barely tolerable throughout the entire winter. […]
Read the rest at Texas Fred’s!