Sometimes reality bites you in the butt

Poor, deluded Marky. How can they get out THE TRUTH when they are wanted by THE LAW? The obvious response is “By acting responsibly and professionally in the first place, Mr. Trail.” If they hadn’t been acting like street protesters yelling down a speaker, then taking on local police, they might now have some standing.

The other, perhaps larger, question is why Rivera chooses to push Mark into this role of a reactive, sometimes-out-of-control figure, ignoring normal journalistic standards (and the law), and then acting shocked to find out authorities take that kind of behavior seriously.  It’s one thing to show Mark out of his depth, even clueless from time to time (which seems to be a lot of the time). Is Rivera leaning towards turning Mark into a modern-day Edward Abbey persona, or perhaps one of his Monkey Wrench Gang members? In any event, Rivera can’t have Mark (and Happy) breaking the law left and right, then pretend nobody cares.

I’m just riffing here, of course. It would be a most dramatic reboot of her reboot to go down the Abbey Path. It could get pretty exciting, in fact. Frankly, I don’t see that happening, in part, because newspaper comic strips are still largely bound by socially conservative family values from the days of Ozzie and Harriet. What do you think? Should Rivera turn Mark Trail into a Dark Knight of activist journalism?

The Mobius Strip of Mark Trail bad guys continues.

You all remember Duck Duck Goose Shipping, that capitalism-is-all company introduced in the illegal zebra mussels adventure (category Zeeba Mussels) two years ago, yes? Back then, CEO Chet Chedderson and his female assistant were forced by Mark and his allies to clean up his company’s cargo ships. Chedderson then made a brief cameo appearance in the more recent Bear Necessity adventure.

I think we have to give Jules Rivera credit for planning ahead with her storylines. During the epilogue of this story (25 May, 2023), Chedderson got in touch with the convalescing faux professor Bee Sharp and hired him to be the company Point Man on train safety. Little did we know back then! We now see Chedderson’s investment paying off.

I mentioned a few years ago that a big corporation like this (with lots of resources) could become a new and really significant adversary for Mark, in addition to the usual small-fry lunatics he deals with. (Parenthetically, these second-stringers are not much different in scale from the poachers, kidnappers, and arsonists the old Mark Trail often tangled with.) Now we have a big, national corporation that won’t take kindly to the interference of a relatively obscure wildlife journalist.

I just hope that Rivera makes this story a real test of wits and courage for once, and not the usual rapid descent into farce. However, I do have one complaint:  Once again Rivera relies too heavily on her limited stable of clown-car bad guys. I’m looking at you, Sharp! I would have hoped Rivera could move forward with Chedderson and his own posse of thugs. Well, maybe Sharp’s appearance in this story will be happily brief.

Rusty will really be proud of me, now!

What a shock. Online parties seem to think that throwing abrasive questions at a state senator during a press conference, followed by slugging guards and evading pursuing police are somehow not proper forms of behavior for reporters. They must be old Trailheads, I’m thinking. Perhaps it’s time that Mark admits that times have changed, and he has become less of a reporter and more of an in-your-face environmental activist.
Speaking of change, I noticed that Rivera’s original of conception of mother, Sally, quickly changed from an insignificant, dowdy blonde-haired matron when introduced back in early July to the silver foxy lady she currently portrays.

I reckon Mark and Happy must have re-awakened Sally’s earlier passions and energy.

Stuck in the 1970s?

Props to Rex for his spot-on reply to Mark in panel 3. Now, some people never move past their glory days, be it high school football fame or a babe who put the “hot” in hot wheels. Thus, Sally repeats the days of her glorious youth. Either she thinks Happy has a short memory or maybe she does. Or maybe she just likes to talk about it.

But I’m really confused over Sally’s glasses. Aside from their goofy alignment, they look more like a bikini top lifted from a Barbie doll. Still, I am left wondering why Sally wears sunglasses at night. Could it be blindness?

SPECIAL FEATURE!

Blog creator, Dennis Williams, sent me a Zippy the Pinhead strip that is a funny take on rebooting old comic strips, with a mention of Mark Trail. So, here it is. Enjoy!

The self-mocking parody continues.

Rex: “Ah, nice fire, eh Mark?”
Mark: “Yep. And a quiet evening, too.”
Rex: “For sure. . .No sirens or squealing tires.”
Mark: “. . . .”
Rex: “Twenty bucks says my mom makes the first move.”
Mark: “I’ll cover that and see you another twenty.”
Rex: “You’re on, Nature Boy.”

Who bunks with whom?

Jules, you don’t get to mock your own strip! Mark can mock himself (and sometimes does), but you have to remain neutral. It’s the privilege of your readers to decide who or what to mock, and when.

Now, where the heck are these people hiding, and where did those tents come from? Perhaps this is some kind of base camp for Rex’s work. Anyway, Mark’s gratitude that he and Happy can finally sleep easy sounds hollow, considering he’s responsible for his own situation. I bet some jail beds are at least halfway comfortable because jailers don’t want to be sued for torturing prisoners. Mark probably should be apologizing for helping to make Rex and his mother, Sally, possible fugitives from the law.

The Week in Review and the Sunday Nature Chat

Let’s see, what happened this past week…? Nothing, really. Cherry spent the week quizzing Georgia about “colony collapse” as she was outside tending to the depleted beehives. Never mind that Georgia already informed Cherry about this some time ago and Mark just delivered his Sunday nature lesson about ravioli mites. Er, the Varroa mites, that is. I reckon all of that wasn’t enough for Rivera, so we spent another six days on it! And the week ended with an ominous phone call about Mark being “wanted by the police”, thus ending Cherry’s superhero fantasy of fighting the mites to save beehives and bees.

Today’s Sunday Supplement should ruffle a few feathers, but in a good way. Rivera does not force the jokes (or puns) this time and the information is actually interesting. The title panel is cleverly designed (as is common). I think Rivera must have enjoyed doing this one. Coincidentally, my wife was telling me today about a murder of very large crows she saw across the street, but I missed them. And that’s about usual, as well.

“This was a lotta fun. Gotta go!”

Georgia does all of the work and Cherry, enthralled by the information Georgia has spoon-fed her, is already starting to act as if she is actively involved, herself. That is, until she got notified on her phone about the newest episode of “America’s Wildest Police Chases.”  Okay, this is not the cliffhanger I was hoping for, but it gets us out of this rambling interlude.

Wouldn’t it be easier to just get a new hive?

Yeah, you tell her, Cherry! Be the master organic gardener. What’s wrong with a few weevils, aphids, and Japanese beetles, anyway? Is that why you seem to have so much free time and so few customers for your lawn and landscaping business? But I wonder where Georgia is getting her “Dyno-Mite” chemical application from? Could it come from one of Cherry’s main nemeses? Maybe we’ll find out on Saturday. That will make for a dramatic cliffhanger.

Anyway, my wife and I were talking today (we actually do that once in a while) and she asked me “What kind of music would Mark Trail listen to?” I was stumped. Just what kind of music would Mark listen to? Would Cherry like the same or different music? I think the pre-Rivera Mark and Cherry, being the old-school rural citizens they were, would like bluegrass. Maybe even some “Great American Songbook” music or “classic country.” You know, nostalgic comfort songs. But for our newer, millennial Mark and Cherry, I don’t think Bill Monroe or Vic Damone would cut it. Perhaps musicians such as Hootie & the Blowfish, Foo Fighters, Tupac, Metallica, Prince, or Beyoncé? I dunno. What do you think? think? (I think I forgot to do a second proofread!)

Is there also going to be a quiz later on?

Anyway, getting back to the story:  Is this even a story? Is it going anywhere? “For my next demonstration, Cherry, pull my finger!” This is looking more like a female version of “Mr. Wizard.” I mean, just where can you go with this plot? There’s no villain to foil, except nature.

I suggested some time ago that Rivera should have Cherry host the Sunday nature chat one in a while, maybe even with guests such as Georgia. I think she could have given a much more informative presentation on Varroa Mites than Mark.  Better that than trying to add some meat to this very lean bone of a story.

You know that scratched record I mentioned before? It’s back.

Wow, completely new information?! Who knew Varroa mites hit these beehives? Who knows anything about these creatures?  Well, just about anybody who has been reading the strip since at least June would. Cherry Trail must be having a memory loss, since Georgia informed her about the mites in mid-June. And Mark gave us an exposition on Varroa mites last Sunday. I reckon Cherry does not read the Sunday comics pages, either.

So, is Rivera just padding out the story with rehashed information and sketchy art in order to meet her deadlines? Is she still trying to figure out where to take this story? It is a shame to reduce Cherry’s involvement here to that of some clueless child.

If Cherry takes the trouble to write Georgia’s explanation down, she can go home and tell Rusty and Dad all about the mites, which I am sure would make interesting reading in a comic strip.

We’ve only just bee-gone

Well, I guess today’s panels function as a “For those of you who came in late…” recap, as this information was originally shared between Georgia and Cherry over breakfast in Planet Pancake back in June. Of course, that story seemed to have arbitrarily stopped, once the cause of the bee failure was diagnosed. Now, it resumes.

At least nobody here is being chased by law enforcement after punching out some cops.

Meanwhile, back at the beehive . . .

Oh, Cherry. The very last thing you need to worry about is Mark in a chemical spill zone. Even while you are talking like a young gal answering a question in a beauty pageant (panel 4), Mark is even now evading the law with his father in a car driven by his friend, Rex Scorpius. They could be in Kentucky by now. In any event, I don’t think you’ll be eating any freshly caught steelhead trout or walleye for a while.

The Week in Review and the Sunday Nature Chat

In case you missed this week, Mark fell back on old habits. If, for some reason, you thought that an adventure comic strip that focused on preserving nature and the environment was a proper example of professional and ethical behavior, this week’s strips might alter that perception.

Mark and Happy attended an official press conference run by some caricature of an Ohio state senator. Not to be overlooked, Mark and Happy made their way up front and immediately started throwing accusatory and leading questions at the senator. The over reactive senator felt obliged to call on a squad of transit police—who were present for no apparent reason—to arrest Mark and Happy.

Mark decided he wasn’t leaving peacefully without getting answers to his questions. Thus, he and Happy squared off against the cops, in full view of everybody. Fists met jaws and Mark and Happy quickly fled the building, only to be met by Rex Scorpius and his mother, idling by the curb in his muscle car. How convenient! Seems they somehow knew Mark and Happy would be there, would get in trouble, and would need rescuing. Maybe they were reading the comic strip, too.

The police chased the quartet of scofflaws as they sped away, out of town. Along the way, Happy and Rex’s mom shared a nostalgic moment about the ’70s. The chase culminated in a cinematic car jump across a missing section of bridge. Such an attempt would spell doom to any other vehicle not equipped with a JATO rocket. There you have the week! And here you have the Sunday lesson!

Gawd, another invasive species found in Florida. We need to build a wall down there! Anyway, today we have another clever title panel. The topic is not relevant to the current story this time. In fact, it harkens back to Cherry’s and Georgia’s story about beehives depleted by an invasion of Varroa mites (June 2023). Since Mark and Happy’s train adventure was just “leaving the station” at the time, the following Sunday strip of June 18 was about the impact of trains on wildlife. I wonder if today’s topic suggests that we’ll return to Cherry for a week to see what’s going on with her?

Can I get a “Yee-Haw”?

How do you like Rivera’s carefully crafted description, “Mark and Rex’s high-speed car chase…”? I think that what she really means is something like “Mark and Rex’s felonious attempt to evade law enforcement.”

Speaking of the law, I don’t think the laws of physics allows a car to jump up in the air like that from a flat surface. But why am I asking such a pointless question? This is a comic strip! Maybe Rex’s mom really did watch The Dukes of Hazzard back in her glory days.

Sorry, not buying it!

So, let’s see now: 

  1. Mark and Happy assaulted police officers in front of an Ohio state senator and various reporters. At least they didn’t identify themselves.
  2. Rex Scorpius and his mother rescued Happy and Mark in his car and are now being chased by the police, who can plainly see his car and license number. Rex must think he is channeling The Dukes of Hazzard escaping Boss Hogg.
  3. Nobody in the car seems terribly concerned about any of this.
  4. Rex’s mother is more concerned about saving “our forest”, even though she was supposedly packed to permanently move to California.
  5. How Mom expects to save the forest without getting thrown in jail for aiding and abetting is a question.
  6. Happy somehow recognizes Rex’s mother, in spite of the fact that she is sitting in front, wearing sun glasses (I think), and is about 50 years older than she was when Happy first saw her.

Nope. Uh-uh. Sorry. Maybe this works if this is some kind of kinky dream Mark is having until Happy shakes him awake to get off the train. Otherwise, all we have here are two scofflaws on the lam, with two accomplices.  Nice.

Once again, Mark Trail stands out as a role model of professional journalism!

A miracle? I think not. Deus ex machina is more apropos and at least has a long, distinguished history in theater and movies. But an even better description would be “ridiculous plot contrivance.” I mean, the night before—and it was at least one night before—Rex cut out to take his mom to the airport for her new life in California. Here it is, another day, and she’s still in Rex’s car. I can’t wait to find out how this came about, to say nothing of how Rex knew what was going on. Unless the press conference was televised. In any event, this should now make Mark a wanted man in at least two states.

By the way, reader “be ware of eve hill” commented on the synchronized fisticuffs of Happy and Mark in yesterday’s strip. With its comic book sound effects, it brought to my mind the 1960s Batman TV show. Synchronized fighting was one of their shticks, along with written sound effects. Here is a snippet from one episode, with the Dynamic Duo dishing out their own fists o’ justice. The visual sound effects appeared on TV as full-screen cards after the hits, so I couldn’t show it. But you get the idea.

Weren’t there three transit cops?

It’s my week for misteaks. Reader Downpuppy corrected a mistake I made yesterday in identifying the volatile senator as a United States senator, especially as the cartoon politician (that’s a joke, kids) had originally identified himself as State Senator Sam Smalls. Somehow, I must have gotten distracted and thought that this hyperactive and performative politician was a US senator. Not sure how that would have happened, but the editorial We regret our error.  And remember, this is just comic strip fiction.

(So, let’s see if I can get through today’s blog without another giraffe!) Okay, I’m sure some of our long-time Mark Trail readers might remember sitting down with one of your kids to read the current Mark Trail strip together while enjoying a glass of milk and freshly baked cookies. It’s a tradition that might still be going on:

Dad: “Well, let’s see what’s happening today with Mark Trail, shall we, Mary? Oh, look. Here he is with his father, defending his journalistic integrity to get to the truth. And isn’t it nice to see the warm bonding and happiness between a father and his son?

Daughter Mary: “Ugh! Oh, Dad. Mark Trail is just a relic from the Cretinous Age of Male Domination, perpetuating vigilante-style machismo in a juvenile display of masturbatory violence.”

Dad: “Huh? Uh, well, no, sweetie—er, can I still call you that? This is the rebooted Mark Trail, deliberately separating itself from the original strip. This Mark Trail is an urban-aware, millennial-conscious take on the old-fashioned male-dominated world view you object to. This is a new Mark Trail.”

Daughter Mary: “Hmm, okay, Dad. I think I can see that, I think. That might explain Mark’s lack of civility and his disregard for law and order. I’ve been looking at it for a few weeks and he certainly hasn’t done much investigating. He’s kind of like a Twitter feed, isn’t he? In fact, all of these characters act stupid. Dad, is this strip supposed to be irony or parody? Are we supposed to root for Mark and his dad beating up cops or are we supposed to see this as a meta-level parody and condemnation of the original Mark Trail?

Dad: “Well, that’s a pretty good question, daughter. Frankly, I don’t understand it, myself. I think maybe this rebooted Mark Trail is meant for younger people. So, I was kind of hoping you’d be able to tell me!

When is a comic strip like a vinyl record?

Oopsie, for sure. Reader “be ware of eve hill” noticed that I had “accidentally” reposted yesterday’s strip today. I could justify that by saying I was making a point, but I think I just grabbed the wrong one. Hell, they all say the same thing, so waddaya want!? Such irony.

I don’t know if Jules Rivera has no clear understanding about the separation of powers or anything about areas of jurisdiction, but I’m pretty sure that U.S. senators cannot order local transit police to arrest people, especially on such a specious charge. We also have transit police carrying billy clubs! What is this, the 1930s again? Then there is the B-Movie dialog by one cop: “All right, buster, yer comin’ with me!”

So, when is a comic strip like a vinyl record? When it keeps repeating itself. With the record, there is usually a scratch that causes the sticking loop. What is Rivera’s excuse? We now have three consecutive days that essentially repeat the same moment. I don’t know why Rivera is spending so much time paraphrasing the same scene over and over, when she could be moving the story along or at least adding nuance and complexity. For example, why not get the purple press people involved by asking questions or protesting the arrest? Their totally passive appearance and lack of activity give the lie to Senator Smalls’ idea of any kind of a riot-in-the-making.

Mark, maybe if you didn’t dress like a lumberjack things might have gone better for you.

I noticed that one of the anonymous purple press people (between Mark and Happy) has shed its cocoon and is waking  up at a most volatile moment. Hope he has his camera running.

At first I was going to comment on the unlikelihood of a US senator actually reacting this way, but we live in the Reality TV World of the 21st century. The senator’s description of Mark’s questioning may be on target, but his reactions are farfetched. Even for a senator.

Of course, Mark has his “The World Depends on Me!” ego in high gear: “Our environment depends on answering my questions!” Well, I think these two people deserve each other.  What I don’t get is why Jules Rivera has Mark act like a street activist, rather than a journalist.

And it seems premature for Mark to be going into Accusation Mode before anybody has heard what the speakers are going to say and before any actual investigation is underway. It’s almost as if Rivera wants to get this story finished as soon as possible, so it’s like she’s skipping half of the chapters.