It’s no secret that I love puppet logic. This premise is so stupid, but in the context of the unwavering belief of puppets I find it hilarious. I was just going to do the next actual page, but I got the idea and I haven’t drawn Ronathan and Pamamda in a very long time. Their heritage is probably based on Ed and Jessica’s so there’s a lore tie to the actual characters. Anyway, real comic on Monday. I hope you had a safe and happy holiday whatever god, or lack of god, you pray, or don’t pray, to.

Have a nice weekend. I’ll see you Monday. Until then, You wish and I’ll whittle. You drip while I dry. Let’s all try to help a little, ’cause even a miracle needs a hand.

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I mean, depending on which great grandmother on the mother’s side it is, they might actually be Jewish according to Jewish law, so…

That’s one of the funny things about identity. You may think of yourself one way, but society, other groups, different people, might see you as something else. Who is the ultimate judge?

True. My great grandmother on my mother’s side wasn’t Jewish, and yet I am Jewish. (Admittedly Ultra-Orthodox folks wouldn’t agree with me, but I reckon that’s THEIR problem.)

Yeah, as I understand it, my Dad’s grandmother was Jewish (Meijer), and therefore all her children are technically Jewish, even tho none of them are (or were, at this point, given they’re all dead) practicing. That makes my Dad’s Mom Jewish, and therefore, since she was Jewish, also my Dad.

But I’m not. Because my Mom is descended from a long line of Irish coal-mining people (with the occasional preacher and/or Highway bandit thrown in).

I’ve found it fascinating ever since I heard of the Right of Return… While he was alive, Dad had the Right to migrate to Israel.

But me and my brothers do not. Because we’re not Jewish.

Bro can still be Jewish and eat bacon. Not like heresy has ever stopped Christians from eating the devil’s delicacy. Or getting tattoos. Or celebrating Christmas (Jeremiah 10:2)

We got great grandma, and ma, but what about ma’s ma?

Because we need to read the Christian Holy-books, and the Jewish Holy-books, so that we can teach puppets- that puppets have the right to eat bacon?

I’ve often wondered what the absolute minimum adherence to a belief system still marks you as whatever that group is.

Kinda depends on who’s marking. Me, I’ve always been a fan of self-definition.

I love the puppets. I forgot they were a thing. Christ I hope the first movie No does is a puppet play based around a Campaign Rulette runs for the gang. That would be glorious.

I didn’t remember them either, or any strips where they featured (still don’t remember those, alas).

This – Ronathon was exactly what I needed to wake me up! I demand more puppet logic!!

Puppet Logic Rules!

BACON!!!

Hear hear!

Everybody is related to Adam and Noah no matter which side of the aisle you come at it from.

At least he didn’t circumcise the washtub.

Do you mean- some people want to circumcise the faucet on a bathtub, to support their traditions?

I was just wondering after the puppets the other day, and contemplating the absence of Christmas specials that were once so standard for webcomics.
The puppets’ antics are always a treat.

Psst!
Pamamda, my girl!
Your berries are SHOWING!

If anyone wants to read when Ronathan first appeared:

/comics1/the-times-between-45

All the best to you for the season & ’26, Jackie

Holiday 2025

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