For some reason, this week is going by fast. It might be because I have my first semester Italian final oral exam this coming Friday. Sono nervoso! I imagine I’m not the only one nervous; I expect a lot of the actors at this nighttime showdown are wishing they could bee someplace else. Okay! I did a bee pun. I tried to avoid it. I really did.
So, no surprise Ernest is portrayed as a far-right wingnut who thinks a fox is somebody who works for Rupert Murdoch. And did I poke fun at Mark’s histrionics? I was premature. Well, of course there are people like Ernest who see life as simplistic superlatives and ultimatums based on faulty information (something not limited to people on “the right”). Perhaps Mark could have presented a better case to Ernest by not bringing up climate change.
Anyway, I just hope Cherry’s crew is using this distraction to capture the bees!
Okay, still early in the week, but here is what I think could be done to resolve the situation, Mark’s histrionics notwithstanding. Cherry proposes a win-win scenario to Ernest: Ernest must order Cherry to get rid of the bees. Ernest then reports to the Sunny Soleil Society that he “got rid of the bees”, keeping him in good standing and allowing him to get paid by the Society, not to mention getting laid by his wife for not ruining her position on the Society’s board. Shucks, sometimes you have to dance with the devil in the pale moonlight, to paraphrase Jack Nicholson.
Eh, so what’s with the vertical lines on the chins of Mark and Ernest?
Side note: We have another “bad guy” type involved with insects. But like Cricket Bro, Honest Ernest isn’t doing anything illegal that we know of; just being an ignorant prick. The pesticide enhances his odious, redneck persona. Small wonder Cherry and Mark are edging closer to Edward Abbey’s philosophy and behavior. Will Rivera have them cross that line and risk their integrity and liberty? It’s not likely they’ll stray too…. oh, I forgot: Mark already crossed that line at least twice. And Cherry did once, as well. Okay, forget I said anything.
Well, all right, then. Rivera held Cherry over for a second week, resolving the conundrum of having Mark in two places at one time. So, as this must be a surprise to regular readers, Rivera must have felt it was necessary to summarize last week in today’s submission. Better job than I did, anyway!
Is Cherry more concerned about what Mark appears to be preparing to do, or is she concerned that he is using her shovel to do it? Sure, Mark comes on a bit strong (as he always has, to tell the truth), but does she think Mark would really physically attack these people? I’m not so sure, either. After all, he attacked his own father, stole private property, wrecked property, fled the police, aided and abetted theft of intellectual property, and strong-armed the CEO of a health food supplement company. Perhaps Cherry does have some real concerns here. There is a way out of this. I’ll go over it tomorrow if they haven’t figured it out by then.
The major character this past week—no, these past two weeks—is Cherry’s garden shovel. Supposedly stolen from her truck by Diana Daggers, it saw duty in Diana’s hands the week before as a cudgel to lay out one of the thugs sent to stop Mark’s investigation. It then made a guest appearance in Mark’s hands last Sunday, celebrating local garden clubs. Now, our intrepid shovel is again asked to prove its metal…er, mettle, as Mark made a dramatic appearance yesterday to aid Cherry and her colleagues.
This past week was supposed to be the Black Rose Garden Club’s rescue of the bees from extermination. However, Honest Ernest and his associates showed up at the last moment to spoil Cherry’s plans. Remember, Ernie may be a jerk, but he is acting in his legal capacity as a hired agent of the Sunny Soleil Society to get rid of the bees. On the other hand, the legal status of Cherry and her squad is a bit murky. And Mark’s dramatic, aggressive appearance at the scene—brandishing the veteran war shovel—suggests a prelude to an act of vigilantism.
This is something we’ve seen before from Mark, but will he use the opportunity this time to forge a peaceful resolution? Or will he attack people in hazmat suits holding cans of poison spray with just a shovel? We’ll find out in three weeks’ time. Until then, let’s move on to Sunday’s nature talk!
Another nicely designed title panel today, one of Rivera’s typical “endangered species of the week” Sunday strips. However, to be accurate, salamanders are not reptiles, but amphibians that may sometimes look like reptiles. It’s a fundamental error that Mark corrects later but is not overly relevant to Rivera’s environmental message. Anyway, how about focusing a bit on why anybody should care about the fate of salamanders. That is, what are some of their benefits from a human point of view? It’s not that the salamander needs to justify its existence, but we humans often react more favorably when we see something in it for us.
Looks like Mark is trotting out his “Buford Pusser” persona, using a shovel instead of a bat; only the perpetrators are not moonshiners or part of the so-called Dixie Mafia, but employees of a company legally doing their job. So Mark’s aggression is kind of a hard thing to square, even if his defense is based on a sympathetic ethic or value system.
Is Mark going to risk serious jail time and civil lawsuits if he actually assaults these people? Mark! You are supposed to be hiding out over in your own storyline. You are confusing everybody with your teleporting from one location to the other, as if you are caught in a Kurt Vonnegut chrono-synclastic infandibulum. I can only imagine what Diana and Cliff are thinking at this point. Wait, if they have any brains, thinking is the last thing they should be doing at this point. In fact, they probably encouraged Mark to spend more time with Cherry!
What a shame and what a paradox: Mark makes the scene here just as Cherry’s week ends. That means Mark must immediately zip back to the fishing lodge in time for Monday and the start of his own two-week segment. Then he has to get back to this storyline and pick up where he left off. I think! But are Cherry and everybody else supposed to just wait around until Mark returns? And will he reappear in the same state we see him now? Could that infundibulum thingyreally be true?! It’s getting real confusing!
Yeah, Ernie’s corn-pone persona dropped pretty fast, once he got down to business. At least, he’s been straightforward about his intentions. Reckon that owl did not slow him down, either, as Ernie and his crew fulfilled the third predictive outcome I made yesterday. Did you guess correctly? Okay, so I waffled; but option#3 was the most likely outcome, because it provides the best option for adding more drama. And here it comes!
So, action fans: What next? There is just today and Saturday before we return to Mark’s storyline. Something else is bound to occur. Maybe the bees attack Honest Ernie and his gang. Ironic justice. Or we get left with a cliffhanger, the usual “wait for it!” plot device before the story breaks away. Were the bees killed now, it would also kill Cherry’s storyline, for want of anything left for her to do. Therefore, we have to expect something will occur to interrupt the extermination. Agree or disagree? Let me know!
I don’t think it takes a lot of imagination to figure out this must be good ol’ boy Honest Ernest, who apparently has a devious-enough mind to figure out that something might be happening with the bees the night before he arrives to bee-head them (as he joked earlier).
After some research, I found out that owls do, indeed, attack humans on occasion, such as when they think they, or their progeny, are at risk; or sometimes humans are just in the wrong place at the wrong time. So, this is the wrong place for Ernest, but the right time for Cherry and her gang. Maybe.
I see three ways this story continues:
Ernest gets scared off, allowing Cherry to keep working
The gals grab their stuff and hide, hoping Ernest leaves soon
Ernest spies the gals, anyway, spoiling their plan
Do you see any other possibilities?
Notice any parallels with Mark’s current storyline, such as the undercover work; the danger of getting caught or found out; being pursued; and in both cases, doing things that walk the line of legality? Wait, did I already mention this earlier?
Focus on the job, Cherry! I have to admit that the artwork yesterday was much more interesting than today’s, both in composition and details, where virtually all of the scenes were drawn from a low “dog’s eye view”. Go back and check it out, if you overlooked it. Moving on to today’s strip, I thought it was interesting that the first thing Cherry thought about when a possible intruder was around was a male figure, when virtually all of the antagonists have been women, Honest Ernest excepting.
So how is it Mark finds time to work two jobs: Daytime investigative journalist on the run and hiding out from nefarious goons; and nighttime laborer and bodyguard for Cherry and her sidekicks? When does this guy ever sleep, and how does he jump between hideout and lookout so easily? Can’t this dude ever let anybody else have the spotlight once in a while!?
As far as the plot is concerned, the premise is sound enough: Save the bees from extermination by relocating them. The method is still ambiguous. Georgia, at least, seems to have the basic equipment: White bee handler’s suit with netted hat and a smoker with an attachment, presumably to reach up to the statue. Are the boxes portable hives? Or perhaps just boxes to put the actual hive and bees into?
Anyway, their lack of planning for lookouts has imperiled their plans. They should have watched The Great Escape for tips.
Could it be that Violet was not as naïve as they thought, and so she simply waited for the women to get started so she could catch them in the act? Or is Mark once again butting into Cherry’s affairs?
Unlike Mark and Diana, it appears that the people on this side of Lost Forest recognize the season for what it is and dress for it. So, Dolores is able to easily chase away the always-effete Violet, who must have been fantasizing about dead bees. And shouldn’t Violet have been suspicious of some person whojust happened to be passing by at this time of day?
But with a skill that matches former Mark Trail artists, Jules Rivera neatly telescopes the action and omits just how and why Violet disappeared back into the Society’s house. Equally amazing is that The Black Rose Garden Club members simply parked their car in a culvert in front of the house, whereupon the ladies gleefully and baldly got out! They are not even trying to hide themselves. I’m thinking that Mandrake the Magician must have been invoked from his KFS-sponsored comic strip to gesture hypnoticallyand cause Violet to take a nap. Either that, or she’s dumber than we thought.
This week saw the conclusion of the drawn-out and melodramatic confrontation between Mark and the two “persuaders” sent by the Duck Duck Goose Shipping Company to stop Mark from prying into their business. Well, as far as Mark knows, it’s just about zebra mussels. However, the two goons did not see fit to waste much time talking. One gathers, from their hokey attire and clumsy technique, that discussion is not a part of their job description. While they spent a lot of time banging on the door to Diana’s B&B, demanding access, Cliff and Diana got hot and sweaty inside, and it wasn’t from proximity to each other. But why the near-panic? The odds were on their side, after all. When Mark’s testosterone levels reached their max, he decided to open the door, only to be met with a haymaker from the smaller thug, so-named Boffo. Mark returned the compliment, which made a more lasting impression. Diana’s shovel to the head of the second guy must have had a similar result, as the Saturday strip showed our three madcap adventurers speeding away in Mark’s station wagon. What we didn’t see was the time after they downed the invaders. Was there any inspection of the two hoods? Did they snap photos to post on SnapChat? Did they even take the goon’s shoes to slow them down? Not as far as I can tell. Instead, they zipped out of there as if a tsunami was right behind them. Mark and his companions seem to have no larger understanding of the Big Picture at this point. While the gang speeds on to Cliff’s fishing lodge to hide out, let’s take a look at today’s nature strip.
[edited] My guess for the topic today was frogs, but garden clubs won out. I reckon that’s a nice enough lead-in to Cherry’s upcoming week. So, what is all that lightly-drawn vegetation we see in several panels? Are they symbols of future growth? If Jules is doing the coloring for Sundays, then I suppose we must see these as metaphors of representative results of a garden club. Mark, quit being such a Vanity Queen and let Cherry have her own time in the Sunday Spotlight once in a while!
Not to carp too much, but wouldn’t more “action” in these panels (e.g. gardeners doing the activities they are mentioning) be more effective at making Rivera’s points than a bunch of static “photo-op” poses?
Well, Cherry and her gang of green-thumb commandoes have a midnight date with a statue and a bunch of bees. Remember? And I’m looking forward to the action and the fallout!
That’s one high-jumping frog we see there. “Boing!” indeed. As the crew escape in Mark’s car, what we don’t see here is the conclusion to the B&B invasion. I had to flip back to see if I missed a day…Nope! I suppose that’s one way to keep the story moving along. Just omit the interesting bits.
We are forced to presume the two heavies were knocked cold. But then why the hasty exit? They should have had sufficient time to tie them up, grab their IDs, or even call the cops. Instead, it’s “Brave Sir Robin” time, as they run away. Sorry Diana, but running away won’t get you any answers. And speaking of cars, where is the vehicle those two dudes had to have arrived in? Mark and crew hopefully slashed their tires to prevent a car chase. I’m guessing there are not too many parking lots in Lost Forest where they can hide out.
On the artistic front, the first panel vaguely reminds me of Allen’s work. Even the car has that “clip-art” feel to it that was common with the vehicles Allen included.
After three days of watching Boffo hit Mark, it’s nice to finally see the favor returned. Well, we take our FOJs where we find them. If we can believe our eyes and Rivera’s drawing, a reversal of fortune should result in these two corporate yokels being the ones tied to chairs and getting interrogated. Best leave that to Diana.
But Diana wasa bit late getting out the warning and employing her defensive move. She should have had “Heavy-Duty” on her radar the moment he and Boffo barged in. At least the shovel hit doesn’t display a “HIT!” sound effect as it impacts the parietal (or maybe occipital) bone. A good thunkon the back of the noggin should put that dude on the floor for a while.
Now, is Cliff hunting up some rope or hiding and hoping that these two dudes don’t recognize him? I’m still skeptical about his involvement and motivation.
(edited) You know, if somebody talks about doing something, chances are thatthe something won’t get done. I’ve got a hunch that this pointless interlude—which includes explaining the origin of the nickname “BOFFO” which has little or nothing to do with hitting somebody—is a preamble to Diana taking charge while Mark swings his fists in mock anger. The last time Mark exercised his hands it was an exercise in futility. Well, let’s hope that I’m wrong about this, but with that stereotypical guy-brag in panel 4, it is hard not to believe Jules Rivera is setting up Mark to take a dive once again.
And this place is supposed to be Diana’s room? I’m sorry, but they are in the front room of a “bed & breakfast” house, which I presume includes multiple private rooms for boarders, including the owner. Of course, all those people are conveniently someplace else for the day. It simplifies the logistics of the story, of course, so that’s okay. Now, why did Mark open that door?
While I like the way Rivera uses the door to define the two spaces in panel 1, and though I wonder if Rivera is being ironic or just hyperbolic in that first message box, I do have to laugh at the silliness of panel 4. Still, faced with this exciting exchange (and you can decide if I’m being ironic or hyperbolic), the only thingI really want to know is “Are we finallygoing to see Mark’s Fists of Justice live up to their name?”
So, what is this sense of mortal fear our brave trio seems to be experiencing? Mark thinks going up against a cargo ship’s defenses designed to repel a gang of armed pirates is somehow easier than dealing with two middle-aged dudes who like to knock loudly and yell. Does he think these guys came armed with heavy weapons? Perhaps Mark had nightmares of the now-missing “Mommy Trail” knocking on his bedroom door in the middle of the night, only to find nobody there.
Okay, I’m with those who think it’s time for Mark to quit acting like the too-sensitive lead character in a Hollywood Rom-Com and start taking charge of the situation. The Monty Python song “Brave Sir Robin” comes to mind. Diana never explained why she stole Cherry’s shovel, so she clearly cannot be trusted. Wait… Isn’t anybody over there capturing this drama on video for their big article, or at least for a potential lawsuit? WHERE IS A TEENAGER WITH A PHONE WHEN YOU NEED ONE?
Gosh, Mark. Maybe you guys should climb out of a window and just sneak away. I suppose some heavy door knocking can be quite disturbing and intimidating . . . if it was going on at 2 AM while you were sleeping, that is! Instead, Mark and his cohorts seem unsure of how to respond. Well, Diana does at least have some kind of an idea, which Mark is keen to squelch with yet another lame pun. Cliff’s silence and doubtful expressions suggests that his military experience did not include any time in special forces.
And when did Mark figure out who these cats were, anyway? They didn’t exactly identify themselves or why they are there. As far as Mark knows, they could have been new reporters sent by the magazine to replace him and Diane for their lack of progress and dubious conduct. However, I suppose one must grant Mark some degree of intelligence—even if he rarely shows it—and allow him to deduce the intentions of people who hammer on doors and say they only want to “talk”. We’ve all seen plenty of crime shows and know how that kind of talk usually plays out. Those guys haven’t even bothered to identify themselves. But this is what we should expect after schools quit teaching social etiquette.
Well, dear readers, let’s get up-to-date on the events of the past week: Mark, Cliff, and Diana are holed up in Diana’s B&B, where they have been viewing Mark’s underwater photos of zebra mussel infestation on the Duck Duck Goose cargo ship. Diana focused on her own laptop, perhaps doing research, or maybe checking up on her NFT valuations.
They seem to think their lives could be in danger if Duck Duck Goose Shipping discovers their whereabouts. Mark takes on the role of Crisis Catalyst by assuring everybody that none of the bad guys even knows his name. Of course, the timely “bamming” on the front door announces that dark forces have, indeed, learned about him. With a shovel and their own determination, Mark, Diana, and Cliff intend to make this their own Alamo Moment. For zebra mussels.
It is logical, of course, for them to hunker down and try to solidify their field work with some good investigatory research. But I’m not sure we are seeing that. In fact, Diana urged Mark to quickly upload his photos to some web site where they can be publicly viewed, to protect themselves. This reminds me of the “solution” that the Herp Hacienda Gang used to defeat Cricket Bro’s sitting on Aparna’s animal air tracking app: They stole it and uploaded it to a public server for anyone to acquire. The fact that Duck Duck Goose’s concerns are completely different from Diana and Mark sets up an interesting plot crossroads, where it is possible both groups will continue to work at cross purposes, unaware of the other’s true motives. We’ll see what happens on Monday, but for now, it’s the Sunday Nature Chat!
As usual, Rivera gives us a nicely designed title panel and a timely subject for the season. The turkeys are well drawn. They are found in neighborhoods and other public places, not just in country fields. I often see them walking around the university campus. Okay, turkeys are an easy subject. I’d like to see Rivera use Sundays to bring reader attention to lesser-known animals and nature topics.
However, the popular tale about the turkey being considered for the national bird (or on a coin) is just fiction. Turns out that Ben Franklin was only making a comparison to the bald eagle in a letter to his daughter, Sarah; but that seems to be as far as it ever got. And by the way, Mark, George Washington never threw silver dollars across the Potomac.
Okay, there should be no need to point out the obvious, but why pass up an easy lob? Consider silly details, such as “farmer” enforcers; the shovel that Diana just admitted to conveniently stealing (for no apparent reason); Mark’s punch-drunk expression in panel 1, and “gasping”, as if he was a villain surprised by a police raid; and there is that lame-o pun in panel 4. As I noted from the start, I think some of this over-the-top madness comes from Rivera’s appreciation for the bizarre stories and characters of Florida crime and humor writers.
But if you want to ignore the literary references, just, ignore all of that goofinessand focus instead on story development.
Like, why should they even bother letting these people in, especially as there seems to be only two of them. Not bad odds, if it came to a fight. Mark has his alleged “fists of justice” (it’s been a year and we still have not really seen them). Diana has her purloined shovel. And Cliff has his…uh…well, since he is a fisherman, he can lure the two heavies in the wrong direction to help Mark and Diana gain more advantage.
Or they can just call the police and wait. Still, I imagine how surprised these intrepid investigators will be if and when they find out the actual reason why Duck Duck Goose is taking such drastic measures.
No, this isn’t about misspelling the name of the Rubbles’ son on The Flintstones. But my goodness, does Diana think they’re exposing Iran-Contra or the Pentagon Papers? All they did was take pictures of zebra mussels on a ship’s hull. As a regular critic on CK noted yesterday, shouldn’t these “journalists” be interviewing the Duck Duck Goose owners to get their side of the story? Isn’t that part of what any good, objective journalist would do? Of course!
Instead, we see partisan “advocacyjournalism” in progress. I would expect more from Mark. Then again, we’ve never seen any of Mark Trail’s articles, so this could be his standard M.O.
Finally, the hired thugs from Duck Duck Goose arrived, huffing and puffing and banging down the door, ready to do…what? And how did they locate Mark, Diana, and Cliff in the first place? Usually, this requires help from an informer. Hmmmm . . . .
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