December 7th, 2010

Snarky Candiru2

Wednesday, 8 December 2010

Mike's angry comment about Mrs Hardacre's not much caring for class-clownism reveals that he doesn't realize that she isn't a monster that hates children; since he is a child, he more or less assumes as a matter of course that an adult who's yelling at him hates him. He can't wrap his head around the idea that a grown-up might like him fine but hate what he's doing.

(Strip Number 4101, Original Publication Date, 9 December 1981)

Panel 1: We find ourselves back at the Pattermanse; as Elly helps Mike with his winter clothes, she asks him why he's so late. He says that he had another detention.

Panel 2: It seems that they were having a dress rehearsal and Mike asked how it could be a dress rehearsal since no one was wearing a dress.

Panel 3: As a result, Mrs Hardacre made him stay behind and put away all the costumes.

Panel 4: His conclusion is that she's just got no sense of human.

Summary: What she's got is the same hang-up as Elly: the need to not let small children see her laugh lest she no longer be thought of as an authority figure. Outside the classroom, she's probably quite the cut-up but in front of her children, she's Old Lady Iron-britches with no sense of humor. It's the way she was trained to teach and it gets results so, despite privately regretting that the Michaels of the world have to wait until she's no longer in charge of them to see her softer side, wouldn't have changed a thing.
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Lynn does Peru, Day Two.

It's time for another installment of Lynn's travelogue of her trip to Peru.

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I'll post my insights when I tame my gag reflex.

Now that my jangled nerves have been soothed, it's time to re-enrage myself:

- It starts out as expected with Lynn stuffing her face and looking for bargoons (there's a word I promised myself I'd never use) at a local market.

- Given that Lima has more people in it than Metro Toronto, one would hate to see her idea of a large city.

- We next have her blank-witted inability to understand the world around her; I don't wonder why the people in the shantytowns live the way they do, why they make their houses out of something that won't fall down and crush them when the sort of earthquake Peru experienced three years ago reoccurs, what, if anything, the government is doing to fix things, what farms are and why more people would work there than at a restaurant and that cities are more than playgrounds for idiot tourists because I'm not walking around half in the bag or stoned out of my mind most of the time. It would also occur to me to frakking ASK if I didn't know something.

- She describes her hosts as being more or less figures from a movie of some sort; one should expect that she's about to pout because they'll tell her that Emperor Cuzco, Yzma and Kronk were made up by Disney.

- Finally, a glowing description of the local plonk and tourist attractions; all that she left out was yapping about the biff or simpering about real-life Pablo Da Silvas.