Laughs, lack of

Something reminded me of "B.C." today, that nonentertaining, prediluvian "comic" strip about a bunch of cavemen who pray to Jesus for three panels a day. Remember? That thing fucking sucks. Why is it allowed to continue? It is total screechy preachy bullshit, seven times a week, with the same corny jokes that weren't funny the first time cartoonist Johnny Hart drew them in 1977.

I love the comics pages -- read as many as I can on the web every day. With the sheer variety of great strips out there, why are hacks like Johnny Hart and Lynn Johnston still in syndication? "For Better or For Worse" is the most syrupy, sappy, treacly ziplock-bag full of orangutan rectal cancer ever committed to print.