I read the comics to protect you from terrible truths
Rex Morgan, M.D., 4/8/25
Way back in the mists of time when I first started this blog, it was called I Read The Comics So You Don't Have To, and I still thinking of myself as fulfilling that mission, especially when it comes to letting you know when something exciting or important has happened in the soap opera strips. However, this goal runs into a philosophical conundrum with Rex Morgan, M.D., the strip where nothing exciting or important ever happens: sometimes it seems like something's going to happen, but if I tell you about it, that's leading you astray, because in fact nothing's going to happen, so instead I usually wait to update you until it becomes clear that nothing is going to happen. Take this past week, for instance: after Augie did the responsible thing and reported the dead stalker to the police, the beat cop who showed up decided that Augie was actually the most likely murder suspect and started asking a bunch of probing questions. Was something exciting, like Augie's arrest on false (or possibly true) accusations, going to happen? I sure didn't tell you about it, because I didn't want to toy with your emotions unnecessarily. But now it's safe to discuss because a homicide detective has arrived and decided that the stalker simply drank three bottles of hooch then smoked crack and shot heroin simultaneously before eventually succumbing to his many vices. Problem solved! Nothing's going to happen! Enjoy today's strip and then go about your business.
Mother Goose and Grimm, 4/8/25