Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for June 19, 2021

Hopeless.

“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches within the soul…” (Emily Dickinson)

The comfort of hopelessness.

Comfort comes once you accept your “lot in life”?

That’s life (that’s life) that’s what people say

You’re riding high in April

Shot down in May

But I know I’m gonna change that tune

When I’m back on top, back on top in June

I’ve been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate

A poet, a pawn and a king

I’ve been up and down and over and out

And I know one thing

Each time I find myself flat on my face

I pick myself up and get back in the race

That’s life

Let us sing it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XvfImv9NseY

♩you can’t spend what you ain’t got and you can’t lose what you ain’t never had…

Sounds like my former workplace after the third generation of the family owners took over. Now out of business, of course, for the reason given in panel one. I’m not complaining, though. It lasted long enough for me to retire when it failed.

Hope is a comedian with a ski slope nose.

Always look on the bright side …

Well, there’s always the next USO tour…

…said the Illinois politician to his voting constituents.

Wait for Episode IV – A New Hope.

Just what makes that little old ant think he’ll move that rubber tree plant. Anyone knows an ant, can’t move a rubber tree plant. But he’s got high hopes, he’s got high hopes, he’s got high apple pie In the sky hopes (Frank Sinatra)

Howcome the storm trooper uniforms are chiral? Something about sexual orientation?

They are searching frantically for a New Hope.