Blow me down I feels good now!”
View the early “Popeye” strips from a distance, and you notice that they’re almost all about class stratification: the WASP-y, middle-class turned nouveau-riche Oyl family exploiting the determinedly lower-class Popeye, with his immigrant’s tortured English and willingness to undergo incredible suffering in the hopes of catching a break. Which he never will: Bought off with a million dollars at the end of his first adventure, he wanders out of the story for a month or so (by the end of which it appears to have been made clear to Segar that he’d better get the star back onstage pronto), then turns up penniless, explaining that he was talked out of his fortune by “a dame.” For which you can read that he’s been playing craps down at the docks again. He’s deathly afraid of “evil spiriks,” and chalks up anything he doesn’t understand to them. Even the familiar catchphrase that provides this volume’s subtitle is a declaration of pride in ignorance. It’s his response, more than once, to a string of insults: “No matter what ya calls me — I am what I am an’ tha’s ALL I yam!”
Mas en Salon sobre la edicion en seis volumenes . Sugerencia de la sugerencia que el interesado le puede hacer a la interesada para satisfacer al interesado, o nos dejamos de tonterias y nos lo autorregalamos…
