Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for February 03, 2024

Forget the generator.

No man is an island, great men all agree, so a peninsula I shall strive to be.

He didn’t get a charge out of that!

Not witty, not funny. I rember when this was my favorite comic.

Kinda funny. At any given moment, probably 2/3 of my neighbors have emergency generators… and NOBODY doesn’t understand where power comes from.

Of course Bob’s already way out of bounds with any manufactured items at all.

Wait—He forgot the solar panels…and the porn??

Needs Mary Ann and Ginger.

I never wanted to be an island, though I have tried for peninsula.

Now, just wait for high tide.

Hark, a bell tolls. Need he ask for whom?

Tolled you.

Forgot the solar panels

Can’t do it, Bobby. Ain’t got no power.

High tide is coming

I’m all in favor of dropping “sovereign citizens” who claim they don’t have to obey the laws of any nation onto a deserted island in the Pacific. Drop ’em there naked and wish them luck.

Heck, German tourists visiting the US know you have to obey the US laws while here. Someone born here can claim, “I don’t have to obey your laws.”?

Solar panels and desalinator

Needs shelter or the weather is going to destroy the electronics and needs a solar powered generator

Bend over at least you will get a charge out of it.

And he’s plugging all this into… what exactly?

I’m planing to install a whole house backup generator.

You know that you are doing well in life when your biggest problem is cable management behind your computer.

Solar and wind or nuclear power.

No mayonnaise in Ireland

I have looked on every shelfFor the most desired condimentA part of every mealIf a coldcut is dressed only in oilThe hoagie is the lessAs well as if a chicken salad wereAs well as if a lobster roll of thy friendsOr of thine own were:Because it is involved in the catering

And therefore never send to knowFrom whom the fresh rollsThe rolls we eat.

Neither can we call for a begging of mustardOr a borrowing of mustardThough we have not mustard enough for ourselvesBut must fetch it in from the next houseIn taking upon us the mustard of our neighboursTruly we have precious condiments in our fridgeFor ketchup is a treasureAnd scarce any man has enough of itNo man has ketchup enough that it pours easily forthTo fill the hotdog with ketchup

If man carry beef bullion and a wedge of cheeseAnd have none made into fondueHis treasure will not feed him as he travelsTriple -decker sandwiches require mayo in the nature of itBut not mustard is used, nor relishExcept as we get weirder and weirder our tastes, heavens, by itIn summer mayo might make you sick tooAnd sick to deathIf any confection is left lying outNot cold, but lukewarmI warn you Do not use itBut this smellWhat tells you of salmonellaThrow out and eat plain cold meatTrust not your refrigerationOr anothers dairyI make my own fresh salad dressingFrom scratch each timeBy making my mayo myselfIt is my only security

Bob’s an idiot. Ditch the tv, make the computer a laptop and watch tv on that. Get rid of the printer, go paperless. Pare down that fridge and now you can run off solar. And how many chairs do you really need? Think, Bob, think.

He represents the electric vehicle crowd -

Where’s the toilet? Where’s the bedroom?

Solar power!!!

Bob’s in management, isn’t he? GM, or Ford?

You brought too much stuff you won’t need.

Bob Parr had trouble with Nomanisan Island, too.

I like it!

Where the sun don’t shine? ☺

All he needs is a solar panel.

That looks like heaven to me, just needs a roof or something to keep out the sun and rain. I would love a couple weeks alone on that deserted island.

With all those plugs he’s going to blow a circuit breaker, as soon as he gets one

In order to “prove” that he is an island, shouldn’t he be in the water, with those other things on top of him?

Too bad he forgot the solar panels.

He’s going to need a lot more stuff to prove his point.

Texas secession in a nutshell.

He should go to Rod for his solarpnls. He can get a 50% discount!

this one has got to be a Classic!!

Even if he got power, where’s he going to shop for food?

Look at a map of the British Isles. Is Man a peninsula? No, Man is an island.

The COVID pandemic did show the limits of remote work, how it’s not for every person or industry. Did he NOT get the memo?

My last call, get that generator…

I never understood why they didn’t fix the boat. One small hole in the side and there would have been more than enough wood from the interior to patch it and plenty of screws to attach it. Tree resin to waterproof.

I was going to write that he needed roof-top solar panels, but he doesn’t have a roof.

Too bad he forgot the gas powered generator.

hopefully, that large square object near the tree is a solar panel.

If you are in contact with outside world, you’re not an island! That’s the point of the metaphor!

Bob, Bob, Bob…. I learned decades ago you can be on your own little island in the midst of even the biggest city. And still enjoy all the modern conveniences. Like off switches on phones (even landlines), home delivery and news programs that will keep you on your island forever.

Ah yes, the outlet plug-in…

Tsunami warning.

Where does he sleep?

Paul Simon declared he was an island!

No bathroom