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Yes, yes! One of these guys sold me a “This is not a shirt” tee shirt.
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Unless it was one of these guys! Number five looks very sus!
Boise Ed sent this one in, noting “The robotic lawn mower is just doing what it is supposed to do, right?”
Your editor, drawing from unfortunate personal experiences, sees allusions to the problems caused when one dog is on leash, but another dog is not, or maybe just barking dogs in general. So we’re marking this CIAU (Comic I almost understand)
Le Vieux Lapin offers this, from the September issue of Funny Times:
I keep thinking I almost get it: perhaps if someone recognizes the ?badger? it will become clear?
Okay, so exposing and satirizing clickbait and spam is not entirely an original idea. But what excellent execution there is in the deflating domain names!
Possibly inspired by the number of people who refer to a pickleball racquet, rather than paddle. Oar maybe not.
Typically when we’ve dealt with a long-form Cat and Girl, the cartoon has seemed to need some explaining, and we shoehorn it into a CIDU option of some kind. So what a pleasure it is to see them straightforwardly taking on some “complaint observational humor” (well, with exaggeration, but that’s to be expected).
Such practical good advice!
Chemgal sends in this unusually funny fourth-wall break.
Understanding hotel etiquette.
From Boise Ed, who gets the intended joke but remains dubious about there being something actually funny going on.
And a LOL from Usual John:
Why not a day to celebrate strangers?
Where would we be without strangers? Strangers grow our food. Strangers in factories make stuff we need. Strangers make important decisions for us, like whether we get into our first-choice college, or whether we get audited by the IRS.
Let’s face it. In the aggregate, strangers are more important to us than friends.
But speaking of obscure non-holidays:
Did we post this before?
Adding today’s Arlo and Janis as a late entry:
The Democratic convention starts today, in Chicago. CIDU doesn’t deal with current politics, but 1968 is a long time ago, so let’s revisit some of the cartoons done around the time of that raucous Chicago convention.
A poster, not a cartoon:
From Bob Quixote, puzzled by a cartoon in the New Yorker — as so many of us so often are!
The quixotic one says: I hope you can help me with this cartoon from the latest New Yorker. I’ve been studying it for way too long but cannot figure it out. Why are the cows cops? Is there a hole under the torn-down fence? Why didn’t the robber just hop the fence instead of taking time to take down a section of the fence? Thanks
Phil of the editorial team adds: That’s a cattle guard, common in the West: you can drive over ‘em, but they stop cattle.
Just a touch of CIDU perhaps…
CIDU note: So what was their plan? Or is it merely a non-coordination mixup. The usual TV story would be that they planned to go to town and do something wild.
This one’s not a mystery. It’s just a reminder that being replaced by machines, especially computers, is not new at all. And not unrealistic at all.
What’s the hat got to do with it? The hat is the punch line; otherwise it’s just two thugs.
Mirages? I note in passing that styles in swimsuits haven’t changed all that much in 60 years. This song is just a handful of years earlier.
Pete sent this in. It’s also a bit of a CIDU, since wouldn’t knights in armor have metal plate on the bottom of their feet?
And here’s one sent in by Usual John, a bit more of a comic scene-rendering than a gag LOL:
In particular, local rules can cause problems. In the card game Hearts, does the jack of diamonds mean anything special? Can you dump on the first trick? In Monopoly, do you complain that the game takes too long, but put $500 on Free Parking, and allow houses to be turned in for full value? In poker, is the worst low hand A-2-3-4-6 or 2-3-4-5-7? Complain about your favorite example of local rules in the comments.
From the Ask-Me-Anything episode:
Comics I Don't Understand 