Dave Kellett, whom I’ve exaulted mentioned here before, is the creator of one of my favorite webcomics, Sheldon, which is ostensibly about a ten-year old billionaire and his talking duck (and the billionaire’s best friend, his grandpa, and his pug and the talking duck’s lizard son)
Not only is Sheldon sweet and funny and sarcastic and nerdy, it also examines literature, philosophy, language, historical precedent . . . and poetry:
Just because it’s funny, doesn’t mean it’s wrong.
Thoughts?
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Sheldon® is owned lock, stock, and legalities by the amazing Dave Kellett, who has so far been blessedly non-litigious about my borrowing of his strips for this blog, possibly because he doesn’t know me from Eve.
Earful of Cider 
It’s all subjective. I think of it kind of like I think of paintings or other “fine” arts. Not everything is my cup of tea, and what you call art I might call a heap of trash, but if it’s your thing, it doesn’t really matter what I think about it. I also admire those with the talent, mostly because I am fully aware that I have none.
True enough. Though it’s always interesting (and surreal) to know that ‘talent’ is always in the eye of the beholder.
All the Emperors have new clothes . . . wow—that sounded a lot creepier than I’d intended. 🙂
Reminds me of Lewis Carroll, from Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass:
“Contrariwise,’ continued Tweedledee, ‘if it was so, it might be; and if it were so, it would be; but as it isn’t, it ain’t. That’s logic.”
Logic . . . right. 🙂