I cannot recall a time when I didn’t read the Sunday comics. Growing up, they came with the Sunday paper my Mother bought on the way home from church; now they come via the mail as part of the weekend edition of our local paper that arrives on Saturday. So Saturday night usually finds me catching up with old favorites Dennis the Menace and Garfield, as well as Beetle Bailey and Blondie. Hi and Lois and The Family Circus also make me smile.
They are a far cry from the usual daily dose of politics and polarization that pervades our lives at the moment. Even the comic strip Hagar the Horrible, who is the cartoon epitome of a loose cannon, makes me smile when the real loose cannon in this election makes me cringe.
We have exactly one month to go until Election Day, and there are four weekends between now and then. Maybe if we all read the comics together on Saturday night and enjoyed some gentle humor it would help our national mood. Maybe we could agree that life is meant to be enjoyed rather than merely endured. That throwing brickbats at each other isn’t funny at all.
Where are the Peanuts gang and Calvin and Hobbes when we need them?
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