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Flash Fridays – The Flash #140 March 1976

posted on January 10, 2020

With this issue, the Stacy Conwell thread that has been running through recent issues is finally tied up. To recap, Stacey, the Allen’s houseguest, has been plagued by dreams of her dead twin sister showing up in photos of accidents and disasters, and she has been recording these events in her diary. She had thrown the diary away, but Iris finds a page that fell out of the trash. Once Barry, Wally and Iris are aware of what has been troubling Stacy, they put in motion a plan to help her by finding out what’s really happening. The solution turns out to be fairly convoluted and contrived, but good enough for a comic book… barely. The Flash and Wally follow Stacy in secret and discover that the photos in her dreams showing her twin sister at disaster sites were really Stacy herself showing up as she was sleepwalking. I believe I did say the solution was convoluted. And now for the contrived part. Barry confronts Stacy with what he knows (never really explaining how he came by the information) and hypnotizes her to find out what’s going on. It turns out that while she was hiking one day, Stacy saw a UFO crash. The UFO sent out a distress signal which matched Stacy’s brain waves (contrived enough for you?) and set in motion a process that would cause Stacy to pick up any distress signal and immediately sleepwalk to the site which she would then picture in her dreams. The Flash then finds the saucer crash site and causes the saucer to blow up thus freeing Stacy from and future accident calls. There must be a bigger word than contrived to describe all of this, but at the moment I’m at a loss as to what that might be. Maybe CONTRIVED. Nope, still not enough.

The Flash-Grams contributors all heaped praise on the way the stories were trending and the fact that they were continued over several issues, so everything in the Flash universe seemed rosy, even as, in the real world, the sales numbers for The Flash continued their downward descent.

Match to Flame 113

posted on January 6, 2020

 

Well, as is its wont, the future eventually showed up, and the point was starting to skewer me. So I instructed my new attorneys of the future to file a lawsuit on my behalf. And they did. And. . . . Nothing happened. Better said, nothing happened very quickly. Shakespeare once decried “the laws delays” as one of the banes of life and the cat knew whereovith he spokeith. The first thing that happens is that venues get challenged and switched, depositions are sent to be answered, document requests for everything including the shopping list on your refrigerator door are dispatched, and legal teams get challenged and replaced. What happens in between is that life just goes on as it always has as if none of this were taking place. Imagine that. And, while you’re imagining that, imagine that something else very interesting happens as well. With no end to the lawsuit in sight for the foreseeable future, a switch in your mind flips to off and the compulsion to have life all wrapped up and tied with a pretty bow just sort of disappears. Until things are eventually and finally resolved, you just stop caring. 

From The Complete Funky Winkerbean Volume 7

Cover Me – 88

posted on January 4, 2020