“I will go to my grave in a state of abject endless fascination that we all have the capacity to become emotionally involved with a personality that doesn’t exist.”
found on BrainyQuotes.com
There are those of us stuck in a generational limbo, smushed between the loopy Baby Boomers and the entitled Gen-Xers, that got a blast from our past with the return of Bloom County this week, yea!!!
Twenty-five years ago Berkeley Breathed didn’t pass the comic on to a relative, like Family Circus or Blondie, neither did he have newspapers rerun his strips as we see with the beloved Peanuts. He just stopped, for his own reasons.
My kids have read all of the Bloom County comic strips; we own all of them. They are equally excited with this weeks reemergence, too. My son would read them on the half hour ride home from school, asking me about the period based humor that he didn’t get… he now knows who Jean Kirkpatrick is, and Mikhail Gorbachev, and he even knows what a Turnip Twaddler is and why late-night infomercials can be hazardous to your bank account.
Today I read through the fresh, first four 2015 comics that Breathed has shared on Facebook and man, oh, MAN. It sure took me back. Thanks, BB, I’ve missed Opus.