In fourteen hundred an’ ninety two, Columbus sailed the ocean blue – and discovered a New World (ah, actually just bit of it – an island really) But to give credit where it’s due, He pointed the way to a whole Continent or two that only a few had discovered before… Like, um, the Norsemen for example… also the Chinese (if you count exploring the Aleutians and the south coast of Alaska) – also judging by the Olmec stone heads of Central America, probably African and Semitic types (Phoenicians?) were here at some point in time… Not to mention, considering the beards on those Quetzalcoatl images, or the Kon-Tiki legends of a red haired white god-king, does that mean the Irish or Scotts were here too? And of course, as almost everyone except Stan Freberg tended to overlook, the New World had long before been discovered by it’s indigenous population (actually twice – at least two migrations of different peoples came over from Siberia – Who can blame them?)… And then there was Wrong Way Corrigan… No wait, he went the other way!
When I was a kid, Columbus was celebrated as a hero – nowadays he’s reviled as a slave trader, looter and schmuck… While the whole place eventually got named for an Italian Map Maker who didn’t discover anything…
Which only goes to show, It’s not Who discovers What that counts – It’s Who writes the Book!! (Or in this case: Map)… Way to go, Amerigo!!
Aw, gee… Seems Somebody has it it for a couple of cute, innocent, little merciless planet-destroyers who are Just Tryin’ to Do their Job, after all… Didn’t even give them a chance at their humble supper of Fricasseed Roof-Rabbit… So where’s Negafleet HQ going to be? Under a bridge somewhere?
Well “Them” found a home in the La underground. No, not with the “A” Team – in the storm drains. Sounds like a good place to place an HQ for planetary destruction. Mighty slim chance of getting washed out these days eh? Much better than a cardboard box which has about an equal chance of being hauled off by waste management or claim jumped by a smelly bum. (And speaking of smelly bums, when’s the last time Bunz caught a shower?)
No! Not the LA drainage system – Them’s Giant Ants down there!! Big Mean Hawngry Ants! An’ we don’t have James Arness ta fumigate ’em out fer us anymore!!
“Mista’ Dillon, Mista’ Dillion,
thars them ants in the drains again, Mista’ Dillon!”
I seem to remember an old film by Jack Webb about an Air Force (NORAD) base just outside of LA. Looking ahead a bit, Bunz might like a place to land the Mother Ship. But taking over even an old NORAD base might not be so easy.
The “Skunk Works” that made the SR-71 Black Bird and many other marvels, might fix Bunz ship in trade for design secrets. It would be risky, but better than dumping the whole project on Katz.
Hope ya don’t mind my adding in my 2¢ worth here – but I kind’a sort’a think that Bunz & Katz will soon have more to worry about than their old Scout Craft… (though the idea of B&K visiting the Lockheed Skunk Works has some interesting possibilities – particularly if the techs there couldn’t believe that these two were real aliens) – not to mention that the name itself originated in one of my favorite strips, Al Capp’s “Li’l Abner” – the original Skonk Works was where Hairless Joe & Lonesome Polecat brewed their potent Kickapoo Joy Juice…
I also should apologize for missin’ last Monday… When I realized the comix was going to be late, I started to finish a li’l Pin-up Pix for a filler piece – but as I worked on that, ideas started percolating, ’til it had de-evolved into a full page strip… So I continued to work on that filler page for a while – listened to a couple of ball games, an’ before I knew it, it was Wednesday… Oops!
By then, I’d been thinkin’… (something I usually avoid) That it probably wasn’t a good idea to start out a new chapter with two filler pages – and as I was going to have to eventually finish inkin’ page 87 anyway, I might as well get back to that… So I did… Which is what I’m doin’ tonight (Inkin’ the Bunz poses – for the page, that is) while listenin’ ta Homer & Jethro an’ also Alan Watts on the radio… (Now there’s a combination!)…
Nah. They wouldn’t have a clue. It is super-advanced, technically intricate, sentient machine self-replicated and hideously complicated while simultaneously being unbelievably ancient, rotten, rusty, isotopically-degraded, metal-fatigued, and from out-of-town. The instruction/maintenance manual got used for TP eons ago. The only thing to do is to send it to Rick’s Restorations and have it converted into a sci-fy themed beer cooler.
Continuing the beer cooler idea of a once technological marvel. There remains the question of why the Nega-Fleet wants to convert the earth into a parking lot. Presumably their great technology has long ago solved the secrets of small scale nuclear fusion and like matters that we are only on the cusp of dealing with. So with infinite energy at their disposal, why do they seek to conquer other worlds. Could it be a matter of attitude? That they, like we, have filled their oceans and lakes with too many plastic beer can rings.
Y’know, I’d been wondering when someone might get around to asking what this whole fracas is about and why the Aliens of the Nega-Fleet are so incredibly pissed… An’ Yup, there is a back-story that explains all this… unfortunately I can’t relate it to you at the moment… Y’see, a few other characters need to show up first and occurrences to transpire before the time for that tale is prudent…
I realize that this is a somewhat unsatisfactory answer… “Sorry ‘bout that Chief…”
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Columbus Day – Hooray!
In fourteen hundred an’ ninety two, Columbus sailed the ocean blue – and discovered a New World (ah, actually just bit of it – an island really) But to give credit where it’s due, He pointed the way to a whole Continent or two that only a few had discovered before… Like, um, the Norsemen for example… also the Chinese (if you count exploring the Aleutians and the south coast of Alaska) – also judging by the Olmec stone heads of Central America, probably African and Semitic types (Phoenicians?) were here at some point in time… Not to mention, considering the beards on those Quetzalcoatl images, or the Kon-Tiki legends of a red haired white god-king, does that mean the Irish or Scotts were here too? And of course, as almost everyone except Stan Freberg tended to overlook, the New World had long before been discovered by it’s indigenous population (actually twice – at least two migrations of different peoples came over from Siberia – Who can blame them?)… And then there was Wrong Way Corrigan… No wait, he went the other way!
When I was a kid, Columbus was celebrated as a hero – nowadays he’s reviled as a slave trader, looter and schmuck… While the whole place eventually got named for an Italian Map Maker who didn’t discover anything…
Which only goes to show, It’s not Who discovers What that counts – It’s Who writes the Book!! (Or in this case: Map)… Way to go, Amerigo!!
Aw, gee… Seems Somebody has it it for a couple of cute, innocent, little merciless planet-destroyers who are Just Tryin’ to Do their Job, after all… Didn’t even give them a chance at their humble supper of Fricasseed Roof-Rabbit… So where’s Negafleet HQ going to be? Under a bridge somewhere?
Well “Them” found a home in the La underground. No, not with the “A” Team – in the storm drains. Sounds like a good place to place an HQ for planetary destruction. Mighty slim chance of getting washed out these days eh? Much better than a cardboard box which has about an equal chance of being hauled off by waste management or claim jumped by a smelly bum. (And speaking of smelly bums, when’s the last time Bunz caught a shower?)
No! Not the LA drainage system – Them’s Giant Ants down there!! Big Mean Hawngry Ants! An’ we don’t have James Arness ta fumigate ’em out fer us anymore!!
thars them ants in the drains again, Mista’ Dillon!”
Yum. Barbecued rat. Tastes like chicken, I hear.
(Hope your hand is better.)
I seem to remember an old film by Jack Webb about an Air Force (NORAD) base just outside of LA. Looking ahead a bit, Bunz might like a place to land the Mother Ship. But taking over even an old NORAD base might not be so easy.
The film with Jack Webb in it is called “24 Hour Alert” (1955). I had assumed that the Air Force was working with NORAD at the base in question.
This just gets better and better
The “Skunk Works” that made the SR-71 Black Bird and many other marvels, might fix Bunz ship in trade for design secrets. It would be risky, but better than dumping the whole project on Katz.
Hope ya don’t mind my adding in my 2¢ worth here – but I kind’a sort’a think that Bunz & Katz will soon have more to worry about than their old Scout Craft… (though the idea of B&K visiting the Lockheed Skunk Works has some interesting possibilities – particularly if the techs there couldn’t believe that these two were real aliens) – not to mention that the name itself originated in one of my favorite strips, Al Capp’s “Li’l Abner” – the original Skonk Works was where Hairless Joe & Lonesome Polecat brewed their potent Kickapoo Joy Juice…
I also should apologize for missin’ last Monday… When I realized the comix was going to be late, I started to finish a li’l Pin-up Pix for a filler piece – but as I worked on that, ideas started percolating, ’til it had de-evolved into a full page strip… So I continued to work on that filler page for a while – listened to a couple of ball games, an’ before I knew it, it was Wednesday… Oops!
By then, I’d been thinkin’… (something I usually avoid) That it probably wasn’t a good idea to start out a new chapter with two filler pages – and as I was going to have to eventually finish inkin’ page 87 anyway, I might as well get back to that… So I did… Which is what I’m doin’ tonight (Inkin’ the Bunz poses – for the page, that is) while listenin’ ta Homer & Jethro an’ also Alan Watts on the radio… (Now there’s a combination!)…
Nah. They wouldn’t have a clue. It is super-advanced, technically intricate, sentient machine self-replicated and hideously complicated while simultaneously being unbelievably ancient, rotten, rusty, isotopically-degraded, metal-fatigued, and from out-of-town. The instruction/maintenance manual got used for TP eons ago. The only thing to do is to send it to Rick’s Restorations and have it converted into a sci-fy themed beer cooler.
Continuing the beer cooler idea of a once technological marvel. There remains the question of why the Nega-Fleet wants to convert the earth into a parking lot. Presumably their great technology has long ago solved the secrets of small scale nuclear fusion and like matters that we are only on the cusp of dealing with. So with infinite energy at their disposal, why do they seek to conquer other worlds. Could it be a matter of attitude? That they, like we, have filled their oceans and lakes with too many plastic beer can rings.
Y’know, I’d been wondering when someone might get around to asking what this whole fracas is about and why the Aliens of the Nega-Fleet are so incredibly pissed… An’ Yup, there is a back-story that explains all this… unfortunately I can’t relate it to you at the moment… Y’see, a few other characters need to show up first and occurrences to transpire before the time for that tale is prudent…
I realize that this is a somewhat unsatisfactory answer… “Sorry ‘bout that Chief…”