The Born Loser by Art and Chip Sansom for March 15, 2022

Brutus Thornapple and Caesar Wheeblefester. (In Brutus dreams).

There’s nothing to fear but fear itself.

Oh wow, thanks Chip. I had completely forgotten about the Ides when I woke up this morning! Sad to say in these modern times most of us are more afraid of the April Fools Day that is to come in two weeks, than we are worried about today’s troubles.

The sky is falling.

Thankfully Brutus was streaking with his clothes on.

Brutus would never be disloyal to his Caeser, but would put in his time, all the while hoping Veeblefester will change. RV of course fails to see that side of Brutus. If he thinks of loyalty at all, it would be as a weakness rather than a quality.

Ahhhhhh. Good to see some Latin! I knew a little Greek once, but she moved away.

How appropriate. Thanks, Brutus, for reminding it’s time for my pooch’s heart worm pill.

Too much strong coffee will do that – shakey nerves. Lay off the Caff Brutus. Our old military “mud” back in the day had ya eyeballs dancing.

Gesundheit, Chief.

the fault, dear brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves

yer well income. :D

At least Brutus had pie for pi day yesterday.

Waiting all year to use that one eh Chip?

Those darn Ides.

It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood.

And the sky is falling.

Brutus you should be concerned about a lot more than just the ides of March. There’s the whole rest of the year that’s likely working against you.

Since I began reading this comic, I’ve wondered how long it would take for The Sansom brothers to invoke this line. Shakespeare must be rolling over in his grave…. and would be rolling his eyes if he still had them.

Groan!

Speaking of the Ides of March, are you still rockin’ that bass, Brutus?

Sometimes things turn out OK even during the Ides. I have had a better day than expected.

To bad Brutus wasn’t around to warn my parents in 1955. I was born on the Ides of March!

I fight hard to resist saying it, but I think Brutus et al are crazy to avoid insanity. Some American Indians believed leaving them alone was wise so to avoid angering the Great Spirit. Occasionally they bring as little light into the world.

Just in case anyone feels safe now that the Ides of March is past, here is the definition from Merriam Webster: "The 15th day of March, May, July, or October or the 13th day of any other month in the ancient Roman calendar.

Broadly: this day and the seven days preceding it."

AWESOME!!!!!