Gil Thorp by Henry Barajas and Rachel Merrill for May 13, 2020

P1 – My floor looks amazing, especially in color. Although I’m not too keen on the carmel colored lighting they had me install.

P2 – I don’t remember the team getting uniforms with glow in the dark numbers. Seems kind of useless unless there’s an unexpected eclipse during a game.

P3 – A herd of truth seekers. Is that a saying?

And speaking of herds, I’m expecting a herd of Mopped Up Thorp seekers flocking to this website: https://moppedupthorp.wordpress.com/

A moment of confusion.

Reading this on my phone, the screen “misframed” panel 2 so that the only part of the speech balloon I saw read, “SONS, I CAN’T SAY ANYMORE.”

Run for your lives!

For privacy reasons he can’t say anymore? Seriously? Everyone will know within the hour. And, when Mayor Mom sues the school, the news will be even more widespread.

Looks like they stuck it to Gil.

“For privacy reasons I can’t say anymore.” Which just starts a wave of mass speculation that the cause it something truly scandalous. The only privacy being protected is that of the school board.

P2- The Fist Pump Kids make up most of the baseball team. P3- Why do the Mudlarks have access to their phones during practice? Will these guys ever taste victory again or are they resigned to a season of soapy loofahs?

The switchboard operator is going to be very busy.

P1, Mr. Mayor most kids would give their left nut to be out of this strip. Why do you want to stay?

P2, Thank God! Now we won’t have to pick him up every day and watch him choke down some disgusting meal from his thermos.

P3, Speaking of the truth, I’m starting to think that the question The Mayor asked Kaz before the season started had to do with a knife and peanut butter and Kaz will somehow take the fall for this.

So, if the administration isn’t allowed to let people know that someone’s been expelled for bringing a knife to school, how exactly does the administration expect anyone to know not to bring a knife to school?

The word will be spread, of course. Like peanut butter on a bagel.

Meanwhile , Mike and his parents meet with the Administration of St Fabian and with the Athletic Director . After the meetings , Mike is welcomed as a new student and is given permission to bring a butter knife to school, in all ŕeality.

Lets get off this story line and get to some baseball. This story line is stupid.

P 4: “…Phones? …how does one ‘check a phone’?…what are you talking about?…”

Meanwhile, down at Ballard Insurance Brokers LLC, Chet sits and ponders a scenario “…dam!…why didn’t I think of planting a butter knife in that Macy kids locker?…Perl is an idiot…it would’ve worked like a charm…”

The color version has the Ghost Team heading toward the corn in P3. Field of Screams.

an entire team of baseball players headed toward the school offices carrying baseball bats…weaponized sports equipment causes the team to forfeit the season as 21 strapping young lads are expelled.

On his way out, the Mayor starts singing" “I’m Already Gone”.

The truth is stranger than fiction

Oh, now we learn it was a kitchen knife. Not a butter knife or a dinner knife. Big difference.

“…for privacy reasons…”, that’s a great way to really make these kids mind their own business

I’m still waiting for the proper counter-argument to the stupid policy:

“It’s not a weapon, it’s a kitchen utensil. What if he brought a colander and a spatula to school?”“But it’s a knife! He could hurt someone (and we’d be sued…)!”“And it’s possible to bludgeon someone to death with a textbook. Your point is?”

Nice to see that the Milford Board of Ed. is up to the usual Kafkaesque standards….

Should have used a different name for Mike. He could have been Mack the Knife.