Mostly Walker-Browne Sunday

Hi and Lois, 5/5/24

I guess the point of this strip (to the extent that any given Hi and Lois comic can be said to have a "point") is to shore up the Walker-Browne brand and remind American that the Camp Swampy gang and the Flagstons' suburban hellscape coexist in a single universe of shared IP. Personally, I'm more intrigued by the comic book time effects: when the strip launched in 1954, Lois presumably had a birth date that would've put her roughly in the same demographic as her grandmother in the middle second row panel here. But what really makes this for me is Ditto looking cruelly at the cookie jar and whispering that delightfully batshit sentence at it, simultaneously erotic and threatening, the sort of thing that, if your parents overheard you saying it, they'd repeat it to every romantic partner you ever brought home for the rest of your life, to your mounting distress.

Beetle Bailey, 5/5/24