When Lost Blondes Get Mad...

Fergus Pickering

An empire of Turks presumably. Note fez, jckboots and entire absence of towel heads and robes. Nice shorts though.

MattF

It wouldn't surprise me if the text of the story is a lot less interesting than the illustration. In fact, it wouldn't surprise me if the illustration came first, and some starving writer was scooped off the street to write a few column-inches of verbiage to go with the girl-with-a-gun graphics.

Alf Tupper

The pictorial representation is semiotic testament to the very special character of the British Serviceman.

Whilst all around is chaos; at the height of the action which sees men fighting for their very survival; whilst the unstoppable force of nature which drives the female urge to show a bit of cleavage, slap a bit of lippy on and go out and bag something nice, big and swarthy, pushes at the door which has forever given us tomorrow; two Grenadier Guards display the genius of these islands, coursing as it does, through the veins of them both.

Having noticed the intermittent lappings from a nearby stream, they mean to tickle for their tea, a couple of nice rainbows.

ndm

Peter Lord and Nick Park filmed this as Chicken Run:

-- Ginger, Bunty, Babs and Fowler are chickens who are trapped on their farm and desperately want to escape. If they don't produce any eggs for the week, Mr and Mrs Tweedy will have their heads. After every attempt, they fail and their time is running out. When it seems like all their attempts have failed, an American rooster called Rocky falls into the farm. Seeing Rocky flying, Ginger now realises that the only way out now, is by flying. The chickens must learn the trade of flying before time runs outs.

Mr Eugenides

Whatever keeps you off the streets, Massie...

Michael B

Thematically and plot-wise different, but in terms of the intellectual content and appeal, it reminds me of at least some of the moral and intellectual tales the Left has enamored itself with at least since the advent of Marx's own venomist and extraordinarily hate-filled and type-cast screeds, his own invocation of "the Jewish question," for example, his invocation of "racial trash" to cite another example, his vision for a "revolutionary holocaust" to cite another example still. Some many babies thrown out with the bath-water, so much blood-soaked, pulp non-fiction ... So many sneers and other, incoherent intellections, in lieu of more coherent and more probative analyses. Thematically and plot-wise different? Yes. Beyond that, not so much.