Wripped this off the wik. I love Peanuts.
In the 1960s, the strip began to focus more on Snoopy. Many of the strips from this point revolve around Snoopy’s active, Walter Mitty-like fantasy life. He imagined himself to be Roy Brown (RAF officer) (a World War I flying ace), chasing the Red Baron, or a bestselling suspense novelist, to the bemusement and consternation of the other characters who sometimes wonder what he is doing but also at times participate. Snoopy also became the “world famous attorney” and was involved in multiple unsuccessful court style “cases” for Peppermint Patty and her unending battles with her school. Snoopy eventually took on many more distinct personas over the course of the strip, notably college student “Joe Cool.” Snoopy has “an astonishing interior world,” and according to Russell T Davies, is “the happiest character, barely aware that anyone else exists, except his little bird friend Woodstock.”
I love my little world. Misanthropy is not for everyone, but then it wouldn’t be the same if caught on like a fad or something.
More seriously, I don’t really dislike too many people. I just spent too many hours with people who value wrasslin’, wrodeo, and wracin’.
I imagine myself to be a secret agent/pirate, with enormous ears.
#peanuts
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I watched a documentary on Charles Schultz. A fascinating and troubled man. He was a religious man who taught Sunday school. Apparently when he discovered he was dying he had a major crisis of faith. Something this son or daughter mentioned him saying.
"How can I have cancer? I've been a good religious man. Never hurt anyone. This shouldn't be happening to me."
I always leaned towards Linus. Needed some sort of security blanket but always keen observation or quiet come back waiting.
I read 2 books back when I was reading this kind of stuff. One was "The Gospel According to Peanuts" and another related one by the same author. These books were about Schulz' faith and how it came out in his work.
It made an impact on me but I don't remember enough to be helpful to anyone but myself. For what it's worth, I remember that Linus was supposed to represent someone who really lives their faith. An introspective life. Self-examined, ala Kierkegaard.
All of the characters are my favorites, but I'd have to pick Linus myself, after Joe Cool, of course.