This is the second installment of the Eavesdropping Avenger. His first adventure can be found here. I’m not fond of using my recurring characters or comedy bits too frequently, but I had nothing last week. Reagan dominated the news and my Gipper load was already shot.
I’ll be more detailed next week, but this cartoon was put together in a different way than the previous ones, so it helped that the writing was already taken care of a couple of weeks ago. It’s just a coincidence that it turned out to be kind of appropriate for Father’s Day.
The Eavesdropping Avenger is an outlet for my anger at the stupid things stupid people say. Much like how the Hack Comic Slayer is an outlet for my anger at the stupid things stupid comedians say and how Professor Zeitgeist is an outlet for my anger at the stupid things in popular culture. I think Massachusetts Jones is the only character I’ve created who is not entirely about my anger about something stupid, although the opposition to gay marriage is stupid and makes me angry.
That’s enough self-indulgent psychoanalysis. This cartoon is based on an actual conversation heard between a father and son. I don’t know why I remember this, probably because I knew it was wrong at the time, but that’s how my Dad explained the phases of the moon to me when I was just a wee little girl.
I don’t blame him. I can’t find any record of it now, but I remember reading or hearing an amazing statistic a while ago about the percentage of the population who believe the phases of the moon are caused by the Earth’s shadow. It’s high. Higher than the percentage who still believe Saddam had something to with 9-11. I wish I could back that up with facts, since it probably just sounds like me being an asshole and accusing a large swath of the population of being dumber than the people who persecuted Galileo.
The flashback to the Eavesdropping Avenger’s elementary school features a cameo from the actual elementary school I attended in the last half of the Reagan administration. I admit that the rest of the comic after the “poo gas” line is pretty much filler. I just wanted to use the phrase “poo gas.” I love saying it over and over again in my head.
Next Week: The impossible task of squeezing humor from the most evil memo (<-PDF file) in the history of memoranda.