Essa foi a tirinha de Peanuts em 29 de março de 1971:

Esse é o meu lema da semana (e do ano, etc.)

Via @Peanuts50YrsAgo.

Em outras notícias, me desculpem pela ausência de posts nas últimas semanas. Eu caí naquele pensamento de novo que existem observações do meu dia-a-dia que não valem um post, e acaba que quando eu paro pra pensar, quase nada vale um post. Eu tô tentando reverter essa ideia! Que essa semana seja um pouquinho melhor por aqui. Tomara que seja por aí também.

A tira do dia¹ de Peanuts é essa (via Comics.com):

Eu sempre achei fascinante como a relação entre pais e filhos em Peanuts são complicadas, e geralmente melancólicas. A gente sempre vê apenas a interpretação das crianças sobre essas relações (nenhum adulto jamais foi visto nas tirinhas), mas Peanuts é bastante autobiográfico, e sua evolução por meio século acompanhando a turma do Charlie Brown dá tempo e espaço para Charles Schulz desenvolver elas com muita complexidade.

Pensando isso me lembrei desse excelente tópico do Twitter, que vou republicar aqui porque vai suma da timeline do autor. Luke Epplin observa como as relações com as mães em Peanuts geralmente são tristes — muito porque Schulz nunca pôde ver sua mãe, que morreu de câncer enquanto ele servia na Segunda Guerra:

Let’s do a mini-Mother’s Day thread: When Charles Schulz got drafted in WWII, his mother was dying of cancer. He never saw her again. Mother’s Day in Peanuts is often a sad occasion, none more so than this autobiographical strip.

In the 70s and 80s, it was often Woodstock who was looking for his mother on this day. In keeping with the sadness of this day in Peanuts, he not only never found her, but often ended up heartbroken.

A recurring trope was for Woodstock to sit at the top of a hill with a flower in his hands in the hope that his mother would fly by. Much like how the Great Pumpkin never comes, his mother is nowhere to be found.

Mothers are absent in Peanuts in general. Charlie Brown talks of his father but rarely his mother. Peppermint Patty’s mother died when she was a child and she’s raised by her father. Here’s a poignant strip of her on Mother’s Day.

Snoopy, too, doesn’t know his mother but tries to find her at various points. Once, Schulz did a long series on Snoopy just wandering the country trying to locate her. She’s nowhere to be found.

There is humor in these strips–as in the last two panels–but at its core it’s about loss and wandering in the rain looking for a mother who will never return.

Of course, the Peanuts characters find family among themselves. Snoopy does seem like a parental figure for Woodstock, but as these strips make clear, he can’t replace the absence of a mother.

What can you say? Just look at how deeply sad a strip like this one is.

The punchline, if you want to call it that, of the entire series where Snoopy wanders the country in search of his mother is just, “Mom?”

OK, I’ll conclude here. I don’t think you can separate the absence of mothers in Peanuts from how Schulz lost his own mother, a loss that came just as he was shipping out to war. Mothers are searched for in Peanuts, but never found.

Eu gosto como as pessoas pesquisam sobre esses pequenos detalhes dessas tirinhas diárias. Peanuts foi publicada por muito tempo, e certamente acompanhou pessoas por grande parte de suas vidas. Se você quer ler mais sobre como essas tirinhas desenvolviam assuntos bastante complexos um pouquinho por dia, confira os excelentes artigos de Kevin Wong para o Kotaku.

A Nancy de hoje é cirúrgica.