MythTickle by Justin Thompson for October 13, 2014

Peace Turtle and Karma a re right. Newspapers have been very foolish in miniaturizing one of their prime attractions. And who’s losing circulation by the gobs?

@Nabu…Since when have social ‘wars’ like illiteracy, drugs and obesity ever been lost. Only the physical wars like the battles with terrorism and third world countries can be defined as won or lost. As long as people think social issues can be wrong the struggle will continue.

Read your Orwell folks. The omni-present war against an undefined threat or enemy. We never win these stupid ‘wars’ because you can’t fight ideas. And we never win either, for the same reason. Therefore we are in a perpetual state of crisis. It’s good for business and good for elections. 1984.

War on poverty. War on drugs. War on crime. War on illiteracy. Moral Equivalent Of War (MEOW) on our addiction to oil. War on taxes. War on spending. Class war. War on terror.

When your only tool is a hammer, everything looks like a nail. When your only tool is a war, everything looks like an enemy.

Oddly enough, the one place we don’t use the term “war” anymore is in the Department charged with fighting them; sometime after we won WWII the “War Department” changed its name to “Defense [sic] Department.” And even more oddly, we haven’t actually won a real war since then.

Maybe the names we give things matter…

“good ol´” yeaaah, right.

@prrdhJust as a side issue how much a calvary charges falls under the bean counters responsibilities and there would be considered a budget war.

Peace turtle, please – this is a wide open invitation to visit EVERYWHERE at once. We need a lull!

MythTickle does appear larger than most GoComics entries.

And all in the name of , the God of Abraham, on both sides.

And, I’m gone. I wasn’t coming here for politics.

The Man He Killedby Thomas Hardy

Had he and I but met By some old ancient inn,We should have set us down to wet Right many a nipperkin!

But ranged as infantry,And staring face to face,

I shot at him as he at me, And killed him in his place.

I shot him dead because—Because he was my foe,

Just so: my foe of course he was; That’s clear enough; although

He thought he’d ’list, perhaps,Off-hand like—just as I—

Was out of work—had sold his traps— No other reason why.

Yes; quaint and curious war is!You shoot a fellow down

You’d treat, if met where any bar is, Or help to half a crown.