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The scene: The studios of Mort Walker Consolidated Amalgamated Humor Incorporated.
The players: Mort and his Humor-Wielding Cronies, a group of cigar-chomping, root-beer drinking associates who toss out one hoary old one-liner after another, and in the process create the recycled and barely relevant humor that is the bricks-and-mortar of such funny-page institutions as "Beetle Bailey" and "Hi and Lois" and whatever else the Walker clan has its hands on these days.
Mort: OK, crew, time to get to work
Crony #1: I'm out of ideas. How about one in which Beetle tries to get out of work by pretending to peel potatoes, but in reality he's...
Mort: Sweet Jesus! Again? I oughta hit you like Sgt. Snorkel would a plate of meatloaf...
Crony #2: Wait, wait: OK, Ms. Buxley gets confused about the meaning of "casual Fridays" and...
Mort: September 7, 1985! And February 12, 1994! C'mon man!
Crony#1: (Sighs) Gosh, Mort, this recession has really sapped our creativity...
Mort: That's it! People are still smarting about the economy. Quick: Drop as many economic puns as you can into the strip. Here's what I'm thinking: Get a pad and paper and take these down! Sarge is duking it out with Beetle. He's getting ready to foreclose on Beetle's very life unless Beetle can get a bailout from Gen. Halftrack. Get it? Foreclose! Bailout! That'll have em screaming for days, because it's the language of now. It's modern. It's of the moment!... Work up a bunch of econ jokes and put 'em in word balloons.
Crony #2: Mort, that's genius.
Mort: You're darn tootin'. Now it's time for lunch. Let me see what you come up with by the time I get back from devouring a meatball parmigana sandwich over at the "mess hall." Get it? I write a strip with a military theme and I said I'm going to the mess hall! Good Lord, I'm funny. Boys! Work up a strip with a couple of jokes about the stock market and real estate and recessions and money and stuff! People will laugh all day!
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