I’ve been in the closet about this for too many years. I was afraid that stating the following would put me into a repressed minority. I feared I would be laughed at by the intelligentsia, I feared that I would be a type of “free-thinker” iconoclast that is vilified by the conservative part of American life.

I suppose I was merely afraid. But I will be afraid no more. Let me say what I’ve known in my heart for oh-so-long.

Doonesbury is simply not funny.

Every time I read it I keep thinking there will be something funny happening. Or perhaps it’s not supposed to be funny ha-ha but rather funny poignant or funny boy-that’s-just-how-it-is. When I read it I think. Hm, that’s pictures with voice balloons.