May 13th, 2013

Snarky Candiru2

Tuesday, 14 May 2013

We begin the arc proper with Elly getting all gobsmacked because the other librarians think that holding a jumble sale in front of the Pattermanse will class the joint up for once.

(Strip Number: 4427 Original Publication Date: 15 May 1984)

Panel 1: We fast-forward to see where Elly went. It would seem that there's a staff meeting at the library because Susan is asking them to vote on a motion to have their annual fund raiser be a yard sale. The motion is carried with all hands voting yes.

Panel 2: One of the staffers says that it is far too demeaning to sell second hand junk in front of the library.

Panel 3: Her solution is to sell junk in front of Elly's house instead; Elly is astonished that everyone agrees because she doesn't understand a simple fact.

Summary: The simple fact that Elly doesn't realize is that everyone else in town expects to see junk in front of the Pattermanse because everyone aside from Connie and Annie calls Elly white trash. Also, we can probably expect a Lynnsight in which Lynn says that she had no choice but to tell the story of her moving away sale this gratuitously stupid way.
Snarky Candiru2

Coffee Time equals negligence.

An interesting point came up when discussing the horrible display of passive-aggressive maundering, learned helplessness and fatuous refusal to accept responsibility that was the Mother's Day 1984/2013 strip. The interesting point is that save for some very rare occasions, the children are Not Allowed to make their presences felt when grown-ups are discussing important things like how children are baffling little strangers real human beings cannot relate to.

The reason that I mention this is that while Elly and her best friend in the whole wide room talk about how mild suburban prosperity and a life without anything real to fear is a horror too bleak to comtemplate, the children are allowed to race around damaging both property and themselves. At one point, one of them almost died after "toppling" into a river. That being said, Elly is always astonished by the result of her stupid negligence. This sort of thing, this "Oh, look. A small child is running around unsupervised in a home made into a death trap because I can never seem to understand that she doesn't think like me. I don't see the harm in THAT!!!" vibe I get is why I linked to all those super-frightening British PSAs last year. I'd like to thank the person who reminded me of this for pointing out what really bothers me about Elly: the fact that the contents of her skull are what that boy in Apaches drowned in.