Catching up!!! and the NSA has NOTHING on Mark Trail!!

OK…  we are back… and the abuses to privacy in the next three strips stagger the imagination.  It’s a damn good thing Mark isn’t nosey about Marlin’s prostate, otherwise the local doctor would no doubt be spilling his guts on that topic… “Marlin? Sure I know him… but you should see his prostate… looks like an angry ugly-fruit…”


But where are we anyway?  A branch of the USPS?  A local shipping agent?  And how does Mark “know” that Marlin is shipping turtle eggs?  And to what end?  Is this a racket where Marlin is filling the coolers and pantries of the world’s top chefs?  “What will he do with the turtle eggs, Dave?”  “Looks like he’s starting to separate them… Turtle egg white soufflé??”


As we continue to advance the story line by introducing all manner of loose-lipped extras, it would seem that Obi-Wan Kenobi and his Jedi powers (“These aren’t the droids you are looking for…”) has nothing on Mark, as he now has moved away from the dock and into the Post Office to piece his story together…


And of course, why not, here’s a list of all the people he ships his packages to…  “Can’t see the harm, you look honest enough, and quite frankly, it never occurred to me that I might be forfeiting sensitive, personal information about a US citizen which has been entrusted to me…”  I guess there is a lesson in this for all of us… JUST ASK… even if, unlike Mark Trail, you might suspect you have no right to the information…  JUST ASK.  That’ll be my new motto…