Ronald McDonald Reads the Funnies

When I was a kid growing up in Tampa, there was a UHF show called "Ronald McDonald Reads the Funnies" (for you young whipper-snappers, UHF was pre-cable t.v. You had two channel knobs: two through 13 on the main dial, which is where you got your three network stations (ABC, CBS, and NBC); then you had the UHF dial that had a few channels, mostly devoted to public broadcasting, local t.v. and other pretty sorry-ass t.v. (except for Creature Feature with Dr. Paul Bearer). A remote, at the time, was when you could get someone else to turn the knob).




Anyway, Ronald would read the comics from the papers to the television on Sunday morning. I haven't seen Ronald reading the funnies in a long, long time. And, increasingly, it's getting difficult to find Sunday funnies, with or without Ronald. Newspapers, I've heard, are getting their butts kicked by the internet. Well, by golly, I get the Charleston Newspaper. It's because I'm a sentimental fellow (and the dude was giving out Walmart gift cards!). I do love the comics, but only recently have I bothered with the "wordy" ones. I decided to read "Mark Trail", pictured above. Conservation piece, I figured. Well, if you can't read the frames, click on the picture, and you should be able to. I'll wait. ... Finished? Good. Am I imagining things, or is Mark asking us to eat beavers? Well, that ought to get the circulation up, anyway.