That’s a lot to fit into one little square.
John Mace, yes, he’s serious. I remember being scared to death reading one of his tracts as a child.
Put him up there with Phelps, but I think Phelps has him beat for all-out hatefulness.
I’m an atheist and I celebrate Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter. I’m afraid to introduce myself to Mr. Chick for fear his head would explode. 
Yeah, but Chick seems to be saying that God is Jesus, not that God exists in Jesus. Besides, I was being literal. 
I recall reading somewhere, perhaps in “Lies My Teacher Told Me”, that the Pilgrims has to rob native graves and eat the rotting corpses to survive. Is this true?
Would have made a more interesting panel than “finding corn”, I’d say…
Actually, I’d buy you a ticket to meet him, but on the condition I get to come with a video camera to capture the moment.
Yes and no. Loewen says they did rob graves, but just looted them, didn’t eat the corpses or anything like that. They also seem to have dug up food from some location- it’s not clear to me from the quoted passage whether “Cornhill” was a grave or not.
In a purely narrative sense, this tract is an improvement over the previous “art curator” fiasco. The story hangs together, the dialog makes sense, and the characters are fully realized.
Unfortunately, Chick’s determination to set characters and action within a Hellish, sin-laden mise-en-scene destroys the credibility of the tract and obstructs his larger message.
We all can relate to stories of dysfunctional families at holiday time. But, few of us walk into Thanksgiving dinner to find a guy with a “Nuke 'em” T-shirt crawling up over his belly who wishes we were dead!
And yes, people sometimes get lost in football and alcohol and lose sight of the holiday. But few of us have pre-adolescent children openly dealing PCP and crack in our living rooms before holiday dinner! One thinks that this bizarre family, half Hells Angels and half dowdy matrons, must have larger problems than finding Jesus.
As so often, a more understated approach would have been more effective. But then, it wouldn’t be Chick.
Thanks for the clarification Anne Neville!
Serious, as mentioned. For a class project, I went to Mass this past Sunday at the local Basilica. It was, overall, a fairly pleasant experience–better than this atheist boy had hoped.
However, I did notice that some asshole had dropped a Chick Tract into the collection plate. I only saw the back of the pamphlet, so I don’t know which title it was (I hope “Death Cookies,” Chick’s screed against communion), but I know that the sermon that week was on the necessity of forgiveness, and that the priest was about to get a chance to practice what he preached.
Daniel
There you go, kiddies! God doesn’t want you to deal PCP at Autumn Holiday dinner or say “darling” to somebody of the same gender, but he will help you steal other people’s food without getting caught! As long as you remember to thank Jesus!
(I hadn’t noticed before that when Nuke 'Em Beer Guy says “I’ll never get saved!”, what his little devil shouts is “Hallelujah!” 
Also, didja notice that Jack had to put up a sign saying “All Parties Cancelled” in the last panel, apparently for fear that some people might get the idea that Hell is gonna be fun?)
Hey, we’ll take 'em however we can get 'em! 
The little girl yelling, “My blood sugar’s low,” is a direct ripoff from a minivan commercial.
Canada has it too, about a month earlier than the U.S.
Is Thanksgiving Kosher?
I always viewed it as a secular holiday with religious overtones.
;j
Like Christmas.
Hey, it’s a lot like my exended family, and we have lots of fun on Thanksgiving. (No PCP though.)
Yeah, but I think the point is that for you it’s just another day of gay sex and trippin’ off sherm.
OK, now I’m laughing so hard I’m crying. Damn you, ivylass!
So now you know what to bring this year. I’m never real sure what’s in those congealed Hell-O molds. A little PCP might be one of the secret ingredients.
I’m really disappointed Bob didn’t show up for dinner. What’s a Thanksgiving tract without good ol’ [del]John Waters[/del] Uncle Bob?
I like the woman on the left side of the third panel, holding the martini glasses. Notice that her “Hic!” is in a thought bubble, not a speech bubble. Apparently, she’s only considering getting the hiccups.