Brilliant idea, GBT! Now Mr. Trump can turn an honest profit on actual insults that he himself has invented and branded. This will help him achieve a triumph that has thus far eluded him -- earning millions through his own honest intellectual labor.

I hope you're developing Trump Insults into an app. You'd sell more than a few of them. Is this a great country, or what?

Modern parenting has indeed evolved with respect to gender roles, more involved dads, dual-job families co-parenting, and many other common-sense ways that make the clueless dad of the 80s seem out of place. You know what helped us make that evolution? Cartoons like the ones showing Rick learning to cope with the realities of parenting.

I like that this week's storyline is being re-published just as many countries are starting serious discussion of exponential technology change, an eventual >50% unemployment economy, and Universal Basic Income policies. I'm not sure I'll live long enough to see it all play out (but at the ever-increasing rate of change, I just might). UBI would allow parents to step out of the workforce entirely for a child's first ten or twelve years, which would be fine in an economy that becomes so automated that there simply aren't that enough jobs to go around. It could be a very interesting society...

I'm loving this week's Classic storyline. So many parallels to what our family got through when our oldest was born in the summer of '92. We decided that my husband would give up his job and stay home with the kid. It was really hard for him. Not so much the childcare part, but the "glass floor at the playground sandbox" -- none of the moms would speak to him or let their children interact much with our little boy. Incredibly lonely times.

I was assuming most of the parenting duties for my three children in the early '90s. The new director of the department delayed the first meeting I had with him from 4:30 p.m., the normal end of office hours, to 5:45 p.m. in 15-minute increments. I had to rush to terminate the meeting quickly. I had to pay fines for picking up my children late. He had a successful career.

The lack of respect for parenting in the workplace hadn't changed much since 1986. In fact, today's parents probably have it just as bad, if not worse.

The rerun storyline this week remains just as relevant as ever. Employers continue to put unconscionable demands on their employees, causing them to sacrifice their personal lives for the sake of a paycheck; moms and dads continue to scurry back and forth between their careers and families at whiplash pace, wondering if they'll find balance sometime before they're too old to enjoy it; Americans continue to desperately need breaks and vacations that they'll never really get to take. Some things never change, do they?

Drop-off is not a problem. Pick-up is potentially a big deal. A good day care, one with a waiting list, charges you late fees -- the last one for us was a dollar per minute, charged with a smile.

While I’ve always enjoyed the comment and thoughtfulness of Doonesbury, I have to take a bit of umbrage with the current storyline. I work with nontraditional students, which includes a large and growing number of single dads. These men are far from the helpless idiots we like to portray in popular culture, but responsible parents just as capable and competent as single moms are portrayed throughout our society. While I realize the current storyline is from 1986, we as a culture and society have changed substantially since these strips were originally published.

Good on Gary Wagner for calling out Sunday's strip as a literary descendant of Mark Twain's The War Prayer. It should be required reading for all citizens. During 2002-2003, another appalling time in recent history, i posted a copy of The War Prayer on my office door at work as a counterweight to all the American flags with eagles that were stuck on every cubicle and car window. I got called into HR, of course.

  Once I had "temped" as Weekend Mom-In-Chief for our two toddlers, I had newfound respect for the permanent position. Redfern better man up, he has only one nose to wipe (not counting the one over his 'stache).

So Joanie Caucus feigns illness to give husband Rick a lesson on the challenges of balancing domestic chores with a full-time job. And in Downton Abbey, Mrs. Hughes feigns an injured hand so that Mr. Carson can learn a thing or two about the challenges of domestic chores. Do all wives pull this stunt? I'd better be on my guard...

Sunday's Red Rascal strip and the pushback that it inspired made me recall Mark Twain's parable, The War Prayer. It should be uncomfortable to look at the literal result of nationalistic hubris. If everyone looked at the usually unspoken outcomes of war, perhaps we would be less likely to pound those drums.

The Red Rascal engaging in Donald Trump's wish fulfillment in Sunday's strip -- serving as Trump's executioner -- reflects the offensive reality of Mr. Trump's inhumanity and general lack of decency in all matters.

To be fair to men, my daughter is roughly the same age as Jeff, and when she was little, her dad was often the one running around. I wouldn't have been able to build the career I had if he hadn't pulled more than his weight!

About Sunday, April 10th's "Red Rascal" comic: What it says about the #Trump16 following is, sadly, too true. I had a bit of trouble, though, with even the suggestion of killing a woman and her children along with my morning cocoa. Effective? Most definitely. Reality? Sadly so. Overkill, especially in a comic children might be reading, perhaps more than just a bit.

Today's 45-Years-Ago full-color Sunday strip seems familiar somehow. The only thing I didn't see were the pastel purple tarantulas.

Mr Trudeau, you seem to have touched a nerve with your Red Rascal of the future. It seems some Republicans are trying to distance themselves from their fellows who are enthusiastically drinking Donald Trump's Kool-Aid. I guess they stopped reading before the last panel.