Most "creative" types have a fair amount of contempt for their audience. Who's doing the heavy lifting, & who's just absorbing it like a sponge? Just Another Blog™ doesn't really have enough audience to be contemptuous, but we take a back seat to no blog in our contempt for this entire species we seem to belong to. (Though we still await the DNA results on that.)
Dick Locher, who got hold of the Dick Tracy© franchise following Chester Gould's demise, must think his audience are barely able to breathe through their mouths. A couple of examples from recent Crimestoppers Textbooks.
First, the obvious:No shit, stay out of dive bars, you say? Unless you're some kind of itching-for-a-fight biker or something? Really? And Dick doesn't seem to know his English too well. A "haunt" is defined as: "a place habitually frequented." It doesn't mean a bar filled w/ ghosts or crooks, or whatever scares Dick. But he wants you to be wary of the places you habitually frequent, 'cause you're too stupid to figure out what's going on in there.
This one really takes the stupid cake:First, we don't think the guy w/ the cast is faking his right arm. It's definitely injured, or a congenital defect. Thalidomide, maybe? He's lucky the hand developed at all, considering the arm stops above the elbow. The cast? Well, maybe Mr. Locher is warning us about charity scams, or that this guy isn't injured & is going to beat you on the head w/ the phony cast, or, or...well, just be on your guard. If you see someone w/ a cast, or on crutches, be ready to smack them a good one. Hey, a little libertarian philosophy there!
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