Abandon Ship?

As Mark continues to attempt his escape from the law, he sees his chance…

But not without smashing “Happy Sails” one last time…

Well, this brings a new definition to the notion of a Fireworks “Cake!”

Good bye, Happy Sails. See ya, helicopter. Adios, cruel world… What, is Mark going to hitch a ride with Mr. Shark? Learn how to breathe underwater (we saw him talk there a while back…)? Arriving with a Bang, I’d say, Ms. Rivera!

Sound Cannon?

Is that a thing? Apparently so

The Long Range Acoustic Device, or LRAD, is a speaker system and sound energy weapon developed in the early 2000s for use by the U.S. military. It renders sound in directional focus and at extreme volumes, allowing the user to make sound audible over greater distances, and with more geographical precision, than an ordinary loudspeaker. According to a 2004 ABC News report, LRADs have a viewfinder and crosshairs which officers can use to specifically target the location of a sound, through a process the device’s inventor compares to using a lens to magnify a beam of light. These audio devices, colloquially known as “sound cannons,” can be used either as conventional public address speaker systems or to generate extremely loud high-frequency sounds specifically intended for the dispersal of crowds, which can also cause pain, disorientation, and injury to those exposed to them.

I guess, happily, I haven’t found myself or anyone I know in direct line of LRAD fire… But it seems that Mark is familiar with the technology…

So no, no bullets, just eardrum-melting, brain-scrambling levels of sound. Seems a bit cruel and unusual, doesn’t it? And while I have steered clear of the political in this blog, clearly another example of the militarization of the police. Yet another reminder of toothpaste that we can’t get back into the tube, the Genie we can’t coax back into the bottle.

Happy Trails, indeed!!

PYOOO!?

Has the name of the boat Mark is trashing struck anyone else as ironic? Happy Sails? It’s a speedboat after all…

All I can surmise from the last panel is that Mark is now getting shot at… We keep breaking new ground here, don’t we? So, as the Police give chase and the shark keeps pace, what will tomorrow bring?

Enter the ARMADILLO… and the SHARK?

This one actually made me smile…

“Armadillos are tourists who came to Florida and never left… Like Everyone else in Florida!” Ha!

But meanwhile, Mark is in some deep shite…

Remember that Mark can talk to the Animals… Sort of a Latter-day Dr. Dolittle… Except I think that Dr. Dolittle had more respect for private property and authority… And now is the time that Mark confers with the Shark… I wonder what wisdom he will impart?

One Damaged Boat…

One lost Soul.

Where do we start to rack up the charges? Mark, you are in some deep shite… Even the Bull Shark agrees. And this doesn’t even depend on Mark’s dad pressing charges. Mark’s actions and related consequences stand on their own.

Time for a head scratch and a reckoning I suppose. No longer “Famous Mark” as in, “Hey, I’ve read and enjoyed your articles for years…” but rather “Infamous Mark” who will soon need the best Legal Team (no) money can buy…

Speaking of Soul: if you have Disney+, I highly recommend the recent offering. Very good.

And we fight on, and on…

Well, at least I was correct in calling out the White Ibis. It would seem that the daily installments drive the Sunday Lesson… I actually like the strange and not obvious reference to a Plague Mask… Masks with beak-like protrusions that would be filled with aromatic elements meant to protect the wearer from the Plague… More like protect the wearer from the miasma being generated by the rotting and decaying flesh of the many corpses lying about…

Going back a a ways, there was talk of Manatees… I stumbled on this clip (or not, considering the way that the internet works) and thought it fantastic… Mother Manatee with twin calves…

But let’s return to the scuffle…

Who is this guy anyway? One of Mark’s Dad’s Henchmen? And I though Mark had ruined the boat a while back by running it into a pier?

And who are we rooting for here? Mark? Not a very sympathetic character these days…

Daddy is pissed and sending in reinforcements…

Feel like I am watching an old Batman scuffle… Where I learned how to sound out all my short vowels- BAM! BIFF! SOCK! Not to mention the odd diphthong- POW!

So with a quick grab and flip, Baldy is going to get eaten by shark(s)?

And Mark, pray tell, where exactly is home these days? You options seem to be dwindling…

Un-hinged…

Just what we need in the new year, right? A Mark Trail that doesn’t care a leaf for decency or “The Rule of Law…” Better cut off his Twitter and Instagram accounts…

Stolen property, reckless endangerment, resisting arrest, and now…

…Assaulting a Peace Officer (of some kind or another)… While a wading bird (looks like a White Ibis, except that the bill is all wrong- more Flamingo like?) cheers him on? I hope Mark enjoys prison, because that’s where he’s going.

What Would Mark Do?

Remember when this blog started? I sort of held Mark up as a standard? WWMD? True North in times of confusion and strife? Well, it appears that this version of Mark Trail is bent on becoming a felon, if in fact he doesn’t already have a criminal record… Grand Theft Boat, anyone?

Well, we will dance with the one who brung us, at least for now. I agree that this is more that a mild whiplash treatment of what has come before. We used to shake our heads at the hokiness of the strip, its predictable nature, but now we sit in quiet (or not so quiet) disbelief over the manicness of is all.

As promised, Manatees… and Boat issues

Enter the Sea Cow… and Mark’s gift for talking under water…

Poor scarred Marky… his father let him down time and again, leaving him with a plethora of unresolved “Daddy Issues.” Maybe Mark should have declined the assignment after all… but then there wouldn’t be any story to tell…

…And we have been in the “Speed Boat” for days now, but somehow haven’t cleared the dock?

Lame reference and bad joke, Jules.

sigh…