Clever name for Cherry’s business! Meanwhile … we get to watch her loosely-produced promotional video as it is being made. She may want to hire somebody to upcycle the results into a video that is taken seriously. But I cannot tell you who—or what—that creeping (or creepy?) hand in panel 2 is attached to.
I reckon that Holly Folly has returned to her fashion palace. Yet, I wonder if Cherry managed to get permission to use Holly’s name and/or face in her promotional materials?
So it’s not much of a story so far, but there is hope. As in, I hope something dramatic (or criminal) happens soon. The obvious direction would be towards fraud of some sort. That seems to be the type of criminal activity Mark also runs into the most often. What a great surprise it would be if it turns out to be something else.
During the week prior to this, we watched as Mark Trail arrived at the home of Tess Tigress (who does not remember Mark Trail at all) to conduct an interview with her and then go along on a wild hog hunt with her Hog Hunting Heroines. But he was continually distracted, first by the size of Tess’s house (because her new husband, Jess, is a millionaire); then by their heartwarming story of how the couple met, fell in love, and went hunting together, for ever after; then by Jess’s large collection of mounted trophy heads. Finally, Mark suited up for an afternoon of hog hunting. He did not bring a weapon.
And in this past week, Mark and Tess arrived on location to meet the other two women in the hunting club. Mark got the chance to question each of the women about how they got into hunting and how they formed their group. There was an understandable similarity of motivation: an unfortunate encounter, requiring the women to take action, especially as the husbands were either away or incapacitated.
This week ended with the group hearing rough sounds in the bushes that (surprise!) turned out to be a wild hog appearing in a clearing. Rivera’s narration box boasted of a “hog-hunting hootenanny!” in the past panel, as the group turned to face a single razorback. Will the women flip a coin or will all join in?
This is at least the second time that Jules Rivera has dedicated a Sunday page to the exploding whale incident. The last time was July 9, 2023. You can find it in my archives. Maybe Rivera forgot about it last year? Or she has decided to make it an annual event. In any event, today’s strip fortuitously appears on the same date it occurred in 1970. I have to admit, this version is better illustrated and explained then Rivera’s 2023 account.
If you view my July 9 post, check out the comments. Daniel Pellissier conveniently included a YouTube link of a contemporary local news story on the whale detonation!
So, what is Mark’s secret of youth? I gather it’s shaving.
I wonder how disappointed or even angry Cherry will be when she learns that she didn’t really have to shoot any animals, after all. Except maybe with a camera. Anyway, here we go with another round of disconnected dialogs. I also think Jules Rivera really needs to practice more with her narration boxes: “Hog-Hunting Hootenanny”!? Talk about an alliterative non-sequitur…. Rivera could at least have brought the phrase into the 1960s with “Hog-Hunting Hullaballoo!” Or, if she is looking at cute alliterative phrases that more sense, how about “It’s Hog-Hunting Harvest!”, “It’s Hog-Hunting Heaven!”, or even “It’s a Hog-Hunting Halidom!”
Being Saturday, we once again come to the issue of whether we get back to a week of Cherry and Holly Folly, or continue following Mark and the Three Fates. On the other hand, does it matter?
Okay, the message is fine. It fits into the format and purpose of the strip. But Trichinosis is only one of the dangers these wild pigs can spread. To be clear, I’m repeating and summarizing information I found on reputable medical and nature/animal websites. But don’t my word, alone. Look it up.
There are over 30 infectious diseases and even more parasites linked to these wild hogs. On the other hand, trichinosis can come from any uncooked or undercooked pork, even the chops you buy at the supermarket, though they have a very low risk these days. While a kid, my mother was always concerned when she cooked pork chops, so she always overcooked them, out of caution. Maybe that was why “smothered pork chops” were so common.
Pig farmers are more concerned that the razorbacks may reintroduce swine flu. There is no upside here, so I don’t discount the concern and anger Rivera expresses through these women. But Tess is not exactly blazing a new trail, as she seems to suggest (panel 2). Wild hogs have been hunted for many decades.
Art Dept. This is a day for odd faces: At first look, Mark’s head in panel 1 resembles somebody who had a serious accident. Looking more closely, it appears to be just a slip of the pen. But it’s more interesting to see the transformation of Tess from a “beauty pageant” looking redhead in panel 1 to an angry wild hog vigilante in panel 3 (yes, I know Shania is the one with the actual pageant experience. Still…). Even the shape of Tess’s head changes from a rectangle with a soft v-shaped chin and mounds of red hair framing the face like some kind of hood, to a squared-off, determined face with a hard, flat chin. I wonder if Tess uses a cartoon stunt double for her “vengeful hunter” close-up images. We’ve seen this vision of Tess Tigress’s personality before, and I’m content to remain on this side of the strip, thank you!
Oh, I do like the way Rivera has Tess’s narration of her “hog hunting origin” implanted on her past self in panel 3. An improvement over the ubiquitous narration box. Rivera has used different visual schema in the past to illustrate character recollections, but this is a new one. I’ve seen this device used elsewhere, but memory fails me. Anybody have an idea?
So it seems all three of the hunters “did what they had to do” to earn their stripes. And overcoming adversity has brought them together. Well, is this it, then? Mark has learned who they are, how they formed, and what they do. Is there anything else or is it time to head back to Lost Forest?
There is the actual hunt, of course. And something has to happen soon, or the story will end just after it gets going. I’m thinking (not guessing, mind you) that during the hunt something dangerous will happen, requiring a concerted effort to save or salvage the situation. Here, things can get a bit dicey, owing to the social complications implicit in this story: Man Saves Women? Women Save Man? All get saved by somebody else? Any choice you select will be rife with social expectations, stereotypes, and integrity issues. Perhaps there will be a situation in which all four characters have to work together as a team to save the day. Sounds dull. But first, we’ll first have to see how this week winds up.
Hoo-boy. And I thought Reba’s story was goofy. A wild pig just happened to run through a plate glass window (presumably) into her house, huh? Well, it obviously could not have smashed through a brick wall, much less the wall of a standard timber-framed house with modern siding. Maybe it came in through an opened attached garage and smashed through one of those cheap hollow-core doors you can buy at the Big Box stores.
So, Princess Shania grabbed a rifle off the gun wall (which must have already been loaded) and the result was smoked ribs for the rest of the month and paying for a professional cleaning job. After that, Shania must have filled out a club application, included the requisite photos and yearly dues, and the rest is herstory.
For the record, I’m not anti-feminist. Nor anti-female. I’m no incel. Far from it! This is all Rivera’s story; and I’m just a reactor. I think anybody can be a hunter if they want. No machismo or beards required.
And for the record, feral hogs are a real problem across the southern United States, and heavily populated throughout Texas. So I’m hoping Rivera will spend some of this story to point out the real problems. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4PfBiLzP0V4
Art Dept. The more I look at Shania’s face in panel 1, the more I get creeped out. It just looks like somebody pressed it flat with a large, hot iron. Even the jaw line doesn’t make sense. Just creepy! On the other hand, the rifles on the wall certainly look more like actual rifles than what Reba was holding yesterday. And so does the one Shania is holding.
Mark jumps right in with his next interview. I’m not sure what difference it would have made if Reba couldn’t “shoot right”, by which I wonder if she meant “shoot straight”? Apparently, Reba has trouble with chronology and transitions, since panel 3 looks like there should be one or more panels between it and panel 2. So, fine. Reba was motivated by feral hogs beating up her fields. And I see the pseudo-patriotic parody going on here: “I’m gonna blast those commie hogs to kingdom come!”
What I don’t get is the rifle she is holding. What the heck is that thing!?
I’m not conversant on the many styles of firearms available, but I’m fairly certain none of them look like what Reba is holding in panel 4. That looks like something somebody might draw without having an actual rifle or photos of an actual rifle on hand. But tell me if I’m wrong, people. Please correct my ignorance. Is Rivera just being lazy or am I more ignorant that I think?
Well, aren’t they just the cutest hunting trio!? Today’s strip looks like it was expressly made for snarking. In spite of that, the story is moving along a bit. It seems that Tess’s two hunting partners are named after famous country singers. Might that mean something? I don’t know. Both actual country stars have had controversial, successful careers. Both are very popular and involved in philanthropic activities. Like their real-life namesakes, thesetwo hunters also share similar hair colors. Fine. So what? Maybe Rivera just likes their names. But all of this shlock Rivera has put in in seems like an echo of the Mighty Morphin’ Power Rangers. Maybe she watched that TV show back in the 1980s. Mine did!
The quip, “The higher the hair the closer to heaven” is a paraphrase of “The higher the hair the closer to God”, popular back in the 1960s when stacked hairstyles were popular. Dolly Parton apparently used the quote when questioned about her stacked hair styles. The phrase seems to have made a comeback in various social circles these days, though sometimes in a humorous manner. What really lies behind the quips of these two women (panel 2), if anything, remains to be seen. So, we’ll wait and see.
Props. Glad to see that Rivera has equipped Mark with a camera, since he is supposed to be a photo-journalist. He has carried a camera before, but it is curiously uncommon. Maybe it was a long-running joke in the pre-Rivera days, as well. On the other hand, I see no rifle or shotgun with him.
This was Interview Week down at the San Antonio Hunting Lodge of Tess Tigress and her new hubby, Jess. They’re not big on last names down there, I reckon, and it was never offered. Mark started the interview off on the wrong foot by asking how the two of them got together, which redirected the interview away from discussions of the Hog Hunting Heroines (of Bexar County), the reason he flew there. Mark was later invited to view their hunting trophy room, which left him possibly revolted or merely appalled at the number of mounted heads. Fortunately for Mark, there was no empty plaque on the wall with the label, “Mark Trail: 20__.” When Mark finally got around to asking about the hunting group (this was in Saturday’s strip, by the way), Tess simply said they were going hunting that day and hoped Mark brought along his hunting camo. Which he did. Well, before you bug out, check out today’s hot topic!
With all of the possible nature topics available at the touch of a keyboard, the best Rivera could come up with is la cucaracha? The cockroach!? I’m thinking even she was not that satisfied with the topic, based on the lackluster title panel she created. Well, we get a few less-than-well-known tidbits of intel, such as that even when squished, they can spread harm. But I don’t know why Mark talks about cockroach nests. Who sees the nests? Aren’t they usually inside the walls? If I ever saw a nest, I’d probably douse it with dish detergent, vinegar, or Elmer’s Glue. Fortunately, I haven’t had to deal with those bugs since my college days.
Dang! Another swing and a miss for me. So what was Mark looking at on that wall that we could not see? That seemed to be the point of the last panel in yesterday’s strip: That is, setting us up for the big reveal today. I reckon I was wrong about Gemma’s head having pride of place on the hidden wall. Otherwise, I think it would have been more effective for Rivera to show Mark turned around, starting at the walls we could see. Am I wrong?
Anyway, I can’t believe Mark would have been so gobsmacked yesterday by what appears to be a typical (if bountiful) hunter’s trophy room. After all, Mark has his own past history of hunting. I think it is safe to say that Rivera is not a hunter, so a trophy room is sure to shock.
Anyway, Rivera jumped us back outside, where Mark grabbed his camo jacket—presumably from his car—and then walked some 10 yards away to show to Tess and Jess, standing back by the car! Sometimes I don’t get Rivera’s reasoning for her layouts.
Art Dept. I’m trying my best to mentally square Mark’s forearm with his torso. But I can’t. At the angle shown, his total arm length would likely extend down at least to his kneecaps. Talk about knuckle-dragging. I’m not sure if Rivera bothered to draw the complete arm when roughing in the panel, or whether she just draws each body part separately, which could lead to this distorted look.
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