Strange Chicken

strange chicken

Why would he feel awkward? Terrified, I could understand…

And really, if anybody should feel awkward in this situation, it would be Colonel Sanders. For that matter, for all Sanders knows, the last words he’ll ever hear will be “My name is  Chester the Chicken. You killed my father. Prepare to die.”

Of course, I’m just assuming that’s Colonel Sanders. Maybe it’s Burl Ives and I’m really confused.

29 Comments

  1. That IS Col. Sanders, and the problem is that they have nothing to talk about except, well, you know…

  2. Yes, an aggrieved victim can still find it awkward, to know how to behave in the presence of the evil-doer but in a civil context.

  3. @CIDU Bill: FWIW, I thought your Princess Bride quote was spit-take funny and made a better joke than what was originally presented.

  4. @beckoningchasm: Beat me to it. That was the first thing I thought of, too. Of course, Vir is the one who found it awkward and he’d be more in the Colonel’s role than the chicken’s.

  5. For those who don’t know what beckoningchasm and I are talking about (or do and just want to relive it). Vir’s (Stephen Furst, with the weird hairdo) people had just bombed the other guy’s people back into the Stone Age by dropping asteroids on them.

  6. Reminds me of the time I didn’t share an elevator with Colonel Sanders – it was out of order so we had to take the stairs.

    I’m glad I didn’t get the bucket containing Chester’s father – roosters are reputedly tough.

  7. Maybe it is one of the many many many Col. Sanders impersonators that KFC has hired over the last 5 years. I would think that sharing an elevator with, say, Norm MacDonald or Reba McEntyre dressed up as Col. Sanders might be awkward. Of course, that goes for anyone, not just a chicken.

  8. @Bill, I went to the website listed on your avatar – thanks for the symphonic Bohemian Rhapsody link.

  9. @CIDU Bill Both Colonel Sanders and Burl Ives wore western string bow ties (where the loose ends hang down; Sanders’ had long ends.). Theirs were made of silk material that was a little less wide than the standard bow tie and that were light and [stiff] enough that the bow ends stayed straight and horizontal.
    I don’t think they ever looked like the type we see in this comic.

  10. I recently saw it suggested that Vir’s little wave for Morden (and we must note that even Vir got what he wanted) might be a rude gesture. Londo gives a similar wave to someone and when you consider the nature of Centauri genitalia, well…

  11. Okay. It’s fun to point out logical inconsistencies and errors. But is it accurate to say one doesn’t *understand* such a cartoon? In a surreal comic universe a sentient chicken is riding an elevator with a man famous for cooking and serving chickens thinks thinks this will be awkward. Surely we all *understand* the joke. Admittedly “awkward” is about as strong an understatement as we can get and terrifying may be more accurate so we can have fun nitpicking (and who loves nitpicking more than I do) but I’m not sure we can say we don’t understand. (Although we can *pretend* we don’t understand to insult the comic but…. we aren’t doing that any more.)

  12. No, woozy, when I write that I didn’t understand why the chicken would feel awkward, I really meant I didn’t understand why the chicken would feel awkward. I have never “pretended.”

    There is, of course, a difference between understanding what is literally happening in a comic — which is usually obvious — and understanding what the joke is that the artist is intending to tell.

    So I stand unapologetically by my question.

  13. I remember a cartoon of a chicken saying, “He may be Colonel Sanders to you, but he’s Adolf Eichmann to me.”

  14. “Admittedly ‘awkward’ is about as strong an understatement as we can get and terrifying may be more accurate”

    Harlan Sanders, alone, wouldn’t be terrifying. It’s not like Mr. Sanders PERSONALLY butchered and cooked all those chickens; he had help. On the elevator, he’s just this dude.

  15. “I buy only the best chickens. The rest I steal.” Col. Sanders one-liner from Rowan & Martin’s Laugh-In.

  16. > I really meant I didn’t understand why the chicken would feel awkward.

    Okay… It’s like being in an elevator with you have *serious* difference of opinions and you both know you don’t like each other but feel in a confined space that if you ignore each other it will be obvious you are doing so, but you cant really make small talk because you both know you don’t like each other, and you cant have a drag out fight because that’s outside the social norm.

    This is a surreal comic world were chickens are sentient and have reason to disagree with Colonel Sanders but it’s all part of the social world. Now admittedly being in a elevator with your office rival, or an ex-girlfriend, is a whole scale of degree different than being in an elevator with with a guy who killed your entire family and is continuously killing your kind but … it’s a gradient. Your sisters adulterous ex-husband who cheated on her. Your political opponent. Adolph Hitler…. Eventually there comes a point where you stop being concerned with social niceties and feel obligated to express your anger (or to be terrified) but in the surreal world, we can still be in the social niceties and awkward stage.

    It seemed pretty self-explanatory to me, albeit surreally subdued.

  17. Woozy, I think you perfectly explained my problem with this strip’s logic: if I met up with Hitler in an elevator, the world “awkward” would never come to mind: maybe I’d feel afraid of him, but more likely I’d be wondering whether I had the means to kill him.

  18. ” I think you perfectly explained my problem with this strip’s logic: if I met up with Hitler in an elevator, the world “awkward” would never come to mind: maybe I’d feel afraid of him, but more likely I’d be wondering whether I had the means to kill him.”

    Well…. if you dial it back a notch (or two… or 3,128) and accept that you live in a universe where eating sentient chickens is par for the course and just part of the game and think of this more like you sisters ex-husband (it *was* awkward flying 3,000 miles to see my niece’s violin concert and having him pretend he didn’t see me… oh well, if that’s how he was going to play it….) it can almost make sense.

    I think this is like the Far Side jokes: “Well, the Johnsons are dead; you just had to push seconds, didn’t you.” Or “Well, his license is in order. Sorry about your husband but remember if someone knocks on the door you don’t have to answer” and “Dang, he’s still floating up there. I wish someone would just scoop him up.”

  19. ” you live in a universe where eating sentient chickens is par for the course”

    At Milliways, they bred a food animal that WANTS to be eaten, and is an active participant in the sales effort.

  20. I’ve lost track; is Woozy saying that his sister’s ex-husband is Col. Sanders, or that he is a chicken?

    @James Pollock: Also relevant: a Philip K. Dick short story “Who Dares a Blobel Eat?” (But the Blobel gets woke and changes his mind). And possibly my favorite R. A. Lafferty short story, “Ride a Tin Can.” (Aliens find it *fun* to be processed as canned food-to-be, ‘cuz, you know, *aliens,* they be weird. But so are we.)

  21. “I’ve lost track; is Woozy saying that his sister’s ex-husband is Col. Sanders, or that he is a chicken?”

    Colonel Sanders. To a human proving yourself to be a jerk so former family members no longer want your friendship is the equivalent to killing and eating a comic chickens family and actively killing and eating its kind by the millions. It’s a matter of perspective and in the surreal world of comic chickens the perspective of you life and body and being slaughtered for food is annoying and unpleasant but not of great concern to the world at large.

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