Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for November 08, 2009
Homer: Every fall, all the tribes packed up everything and went farther south for the winter... and always lying in wait to raid one of them was the malevolent tribe without a name. They were a gang of thugs... a loose band of misfits who just took whatever they wanted to survive. They were a tribe too lazy to even name itself. Their raids depended on the element of surprise, but that was lost when I discovered they were in Mi'k Maq territory. Even though the Mi'k Maq now had the advantage, casualties were still a certainty. I told the tribe elders there was another way. I had a plan to take all of them south without going to battle... Dog: Hold on... why isn't there any historical record of this "tribe without a name?" Homer: Well... Angel: Patience, Duncan... he's getting to that next... Homer - the Reluctant Soul
Let me put a stop to this before it gets started…
IT’S NOT ABOUT POLITICS!!!!
This is a fable, an adventure story, pure and simple. There is nothing “between the lines” to read into it, no hidden agenda, no opinion being put forth.