March 30th, 2009

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The weekly recipe, 30 March 2009

As you know, Lynn's innovations have a short shelf life; that being said, I half-way expect to see that she's had her fill of the 'Cooking with Elly' phase of Coffee Talk. If she does post recipes today, they'll be prepared in a mildly unhygienic manner and the children she's supposed to teach will be referred to in an insulting manner.

The recipe for the week is home-brewed play-dough. She presents as being cheaper than store-bought but the inefficient means by which she would have people produce it would have made it a false economy even if the price of flour hadn't risen sharply in the last two years. Also, children are presented as inherently messy and discussed in an arch, demeaning fashion.
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Tuesday, 31 March 2009

It seems to me that jjamele is right to not especially care for yesterday's brief display of sweetness and light; it's obvious that Lynn is building up to something horrible and wanted to dull our senses with a Kodak moment beforehand. Let's see how atrocious the atrocity is.

Fairly horrible, I should think. That's because Elly won't allow herself to feel gratitude.

Panel 1: We start off with Elly making the Bug-Eyed Glare of Confusion because she sees John cleaning the floors; she cannot (and will not) believe what she's seeing.

Panel 2: He explains that the floor was dirty so he decided to wash it.

Panel 3: She points out that they've always been honest (yeah, RIGHT, Repressa of Sunnyfoob Farm!!) with each other...

Panel 4: ...so he should have no problem telling her if he's simply currying favor or trying to make her feel guilty. This is, of course, because he cannot simply clean the floor. Either he wants something from her or he's trying to make her feel inadequate.

Summary: Elly's distrustful, negative nature has once again made everyone;s life worse. Not only can she not feel the least bit of gratitude for help around the house, she's slowly but surely making sure that no one is willing to risk doing so.