Wednesday, December 17, 2008

A Day of "Fun With Pop"


Sergeant Jones bided his time, lulling his captors into a false sense of security. Over the weeks, he fed them a few harmless secrets, allowing that he had given in and gone over to the red Commie side. Then, one fateful day, he innocently suggested joining his jailers on night patrol, citing a desire to spill Yankee blood. At the right moment, he would push them off the cliff's edge and make his break for freedom, and America....

4 comments:

Belvoir said...

God, "Pop" seems like he's about to snap.

Blasting a trumpet indoors to wake the lazy slacker kids, excesive concern about neck cleanliness, a frosty estrangement from the tranquilized wife..

There's some pathos to this strip, besides the kids' mangled bodies being found in the ravine. It's the idea that a kid reading this when it came out is the one responsible for a good relationship with a father.
This guy seems like a stern, inflexible taskmaster with alcoholic tendencies and not above belting a mouthy wife when she gets out of line, but preaching to the kids they should "Have fun with Pop!" seems some sort of cruel joke, here.

Sleestak said...

"The Great Santini"

Brian Hughes said...

Actually, this has inspired me. I'm gonna start waking my kid with reveille. Little damn hippie slacker...

Matthew A. said...

Well, if I ever have children, they'll damn well have better-looking uniforms than that.