October 1st, 2013

Snarky Candiru2

Wednesday, 2 October 2013

In today's strip, Phil makes a big, long speech about how he can decide stuff for himself; Lynn wants us to think that he's backtracking but what's actually going on is that he's reminding Georgia that she doesn't get to decide things because she has ovaries.

(Strip Number 719, Original Publication Date, 3 October 1984)

Panel 1: It would appear that Georgia has done something else to castrate Alpha Doofus Phil: accepting a dinner invitation from Elly without asking him first. This is because the whiny little bitch asks her how she could have done that to him.

Panel 2: Were I less charitable, I'd do my Richard Attenborough impression and talk about the North American Blithering Idiot making a threat display to establish dominance over its mate. Since I find it difficult to work up the rage about the pathetic creature known as a momma's boy, I'll just state that Phil spouts a bunch of defensive bullshit about how Georgia shouldn't be doing things like this because she can't know what he wants to do and shouldn't be acting as if she should.

Panel 3: Since she's just realized that she's going to marry a spoiled brat who's been brought up thinking that he'll always get his own way because of his MIGHTY ORGAN, she shrugs and decides that she'll cancel to keep the sniveling bucket of shit quiet. As she's about to do so, he stops her.

Panel 4: He then asks what they're having.

Summary: What we see here is a rather plain-vanilla example of the repellent apostrophe of actual manhood called the momma's boy. It's soft, it's weak, it needs to have its own way because it was indulged at its sister's expense and it's looooooooooooooooooooong overdue for weaning away from the idea that it can do whatever the Hell it wants whenever the Hell it wants to while other people are required to scurry out of its way. Since it eventually turns into something any major dude would call an actual man one day, Phil joins April in having a real happy ending as he escapes the Patterson/Richards complex of momism, goo, slop and national death.