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Synchronicity, you gotta love it. The Mother Jones article in the today's Daily Briefing -- "America's Real Criminal Element: Lead" -- ties in nicely with the 'Cosmos' episode this week. On 'Cosmos', Neil DeGrasse-Tyson details the efforts of Dr. Claire Patterson to raise the alarm about tetra ethyl lead. The Mother Jones article parallels that with a cogent story of how that chemical toxin altered the patterns of our lives.
Loved the flashbacks to the radio station. I was still in high school when the originals ran. My best friend and I, with help from her older brother, decided to start our own 'radio show.' Our call letters were WGHP -- With God's Help, Peace. We were Sadie and Safire Klutzbutz. Our station also featured the wonderful Randy Twins, two quite handsome young men who were friends with our older brothers. It was a good way to burn off the nervous energy that invaded all homes -- that dreaded draft lottery numbers call.
Mike and Kim are as different as newspaper and tablet. Fortunately, Doonesbury is available in both formats, regardless of which side of the coffee cup your generation gappiness happens to fall!
Since I did not like seeing Flashbacks that were't that old I stopped checking and just read the Sunday strips. Now I discover you are back to 1972, which I never saw -- I never read the paper, and have only been reading the comic on the internet. Keep them coming; these are good as new to me.
Today's is by far my favorite Doonesbury strip. When I was in college in the 70s I worked at the campus day care center and seriously related to Joanie's trials and tribulations. And even today, whenever a baby girl is born, I always say "It's a baby woman!"
Seeing today's 10-year Flashback strip was a gut punch. I'm an Iraq vet from the 2003 invasion, and I remember when the strip first aired. At first it was painful to read, but as it played out over the next few days, I really appreciated how GBT laid it out without commentary or extra layers; just one man's fight for life and his unit dealing with it. Reading it all over again brought back a mix of emotions -- but thanks.
Déjà vu all over again? How fitting that this week's Classics story comes right after we hear about the pay equity gap for women. Lucky coincidence, or careful forethought?
Oh my god, I don´t believe it. Today's strip was one of the first Doonesbury cartoons I read, many years ago in a Doonesbury collection, translated into German. It must have been in the mid-eighties and of course the strips were completely outdated. But I immediately felt that they were something special and I've been a Doonesbury fan ever since. And I can say that what I know about the U.S. of the 70s I learned from those strips. Before the internet I had to order books from Britain or the U.S. to read my favorite strip. Today I read online or buy from Amazon. The times, they're a-changing. But the humor of Doonesbury never changed, and the old strips are as good as they were all those years ago. Thanks, G.B., for all the laughs and insights.
I'm sad that Mr. Trudeau has gone on a "long-term and open-ended hiatus" from writing daily strips. I have read Doonesbury without break for decades, but I find the reposting of his earlier strips to be much less interesting, and I've stopped reading them. I am most attracted by Doonesbury's daily commentary on current life, politics, etc. -- just as I was back when the archived strips were the daily strips. Now it all seems less interesting. I can appreciate Mr. Doonesbury's desire to create a TV program, with the much larger scope that it offers, but I certainly miss fresh and insightful comic strips.
I miss the new stuff, but the old stuff certainly makes me think of where I was and what I was doing when I read it the first time, and all my plans to "change the world." Of course, I found out it was not as easy as I expected it would be to encourage change in our world. I'm still fighting some of the battles today that I was fighting then, but sadly, I find I get tired much more quickly. Thanks for reminding me of how it all started.
In my 30-year career as a consultant and owner's rep, by far the most pleasurable work has been project management which involves close interaction with construction contractors. In all that time not a single woman has been in management (for the contractor -- I've known some no-nonsense PM's as consultants). It seems that even today women "don't wanna be (contractors)" -- not even Joanie.
It's nice to see these older strips getting people just as exercised as they no doubt did back when they were originally published. Thinking and discourse (okay, of varying quality) never go out of style.
I am puzzled by the comments concerning Joanie Caucus "abandoning" her daughter J.J. and that suggestion that she, by not being there, is to blame for her daughter's flaws. Apparently these people do not see that the father has a role in child rearing. As far as Joanie's "justification" for escaping from a life of marital serfdom, she didn't need one.
Ooh - that "how much?" frame is such a stunning conceptualization of so many things at so many levels, I don't even know where to start listing them. Let it be enough that it's equally effective in the context of the historic strip and from today's perspective -- and I know I will keep thinking of more ways it's relevant.
Yes, it's true! Everybody knows that if one's child turns out to be a reprobate like J.J., it must be the mother's fault! All blame always attaches to the mother. It could never be the father's fault and it can never be due to any innate defect of the child's character, independent of the parent's qualities or lack of same. Okay, sarcasm mode off, now. That's just the sort of inbuilt assumption that not only lingers on today, but was one of many taken as almost unshakable truths back in 1974, the same set of cultural assumptions that was suffocating Joan to death. Even as a not particularly enlightened 18-year-old at the time, I still perceived that something wasn't quite right, and Joanie's rebellion at massively being taken for granted and taken advantage of was understandable, even to the likes of me.