How many expert problem solvers would be so happy to have solved a couple of problems by not solving them? It’s an art of some kind, I’m sure.
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Some cartoons are easier to color than others.
It’s too easy, and therefore becomes to hard, to give a name to a large and frightful character. ‘Victor’ ‘Frankenstein’ ‘Adolph’… And that’s just keeping it in the Teutonic vein- we didn’t even start into things like ‘Vlad’ or ‘Imhotep’. There are others, more common and thus calling less attention to themselves: Oskar, Jakob, Jürgen, Ernst, Schultz, Dieter… Stuff with lots of ‘k’ sounds and unfamiliar consonant sets. The umlaut was hard not to jump at. “Helmut”, though. Man, why have I NOT used that name in this strip before now?
Apparently, Helmut’s had a long day. He knows, or at least assumes that others know, that he’d take the shots and stay in the game. So Helmut calls the training day to a close, and everyone goes home to treat their wounds, physical and emotional.
You try to get ONE li’l advantage over everyone, and where does it get ya? Shot in the butt with a frozen paintball by the same punk that you just shot with one. Anarchists. Haven’t they heard the old aphorism? “Humor is when you’re shot with frozen paintballs, tragedy is when I’m shot with frozen paintballs.”
There was originally a line in this cartoon about trying to hurry and get through the safety talk because time was precious and if things went on and on, and people kept interjecting, then they’d never actually get to the point where people got to play… But it went on and on, and if I’d followed it through, we’d have never gotten to the cartoon bit. Of course, most of you would have ‘gotten’ that, even if it was a bit abstruse or oblique or whatever the hell the word I’m thinking of might be.
