Being a Good Dad, the Molebashed Method

Webcomic Spotlight showcases some of today’s best comics that are predominantly, or entirely, published on the internet.

The roots of webcomics dig deep into the history of newspapers and other periodicals. Many of the earliest webcomic creators had dreams of one day seeing their creations in print, tucked nicely in the pages of a Tribune, Times, or Yorker. Yet, it was a rough ride into the days of legitimacy. Many newspaper artists devalued and downplayed these creators. Luckily for us, pioneers pushed through, published their work on the web, and created an entire new genre within comics. For many people, comic strips and comic books are entirely different genres. However, I’d argue that any story, opinion, commentary, or joke being told through the art form of panel to panel communication belongs in the comic genre. In fact, my daily comic consumption consists of many of these comics, one of which is, MOLEBASHED, by Wes Molebash.

Now, I don’t believe my humor to be highbrow. In fact, one of the funniest things in the world to me is a poop joke. Nor am I calling the humor of MOLEBASHED low brow. I’m simply saying that if you’re looking for something to stimulate your mind into the nethers of upper thought, a comic about how loud baby farts are, may not do the trick.


The most striking characteristic of MOLEBASHED is just how honest and real this comic feels, even with the jokes and gags. Sure we’re seeing a cartoon version of Wes and how he responds to things, but I often wonder just how close to the real deal we are. What I do know is that if cartoon Wes is like the real Wes, I’d definitely hangout with him. This was made certain by a comic in which Wes is buying toys for his child, when secretly, they were more for him to play with. I’m not a father, but you can guarantee I’m leveraging the toy aisle for my own gain, as much as possible, when I do have kids.

Other than Wes, this comic also includes Wes’ wife, Kari, and their baby boy Parker. Kari adds an epicenter of sanity to the whirlwind of nonsense Wes brings. She provides the comic’s common sense through her interactions with both a child (Parker) and man-child (Wes).

Please don’t misunderstand, I’m not using the term man-child negatively. I’m a man-child myself. When describing myself to people I often say my maturity got stuck at age twelve, and I’ve been faking it ever since. It is this interaction between Wes, a definite man-child, and his wife Kari that connects me to this comic on a very personal level.


A week doesn’t go by without my wife telling me I’m ridiculous because of some childish joke I’ve told her, which then causes me to giggle uncontrollably for ten minutes. Other times I’m told that because I’ve, once again, declared that I’m quitting everything to pursue my dreams of becoming a superhero. My wife’s a lucky woman. As for Kari and Wes, it’s this similar interaction that has caused me to blurt out in laughter as I read this comic week after week. Then, we add in Parker, and we’ve completed the trifecta of hilarity.

Parker provides an indirect cause of mayhem to the comic. He’s absolutely innocent in everything he does, but his parents have this crazy need to not let him die. Now, I’m not certain, but based on observation, it appears that being a baby is great. Your daily life consists of sleeping, being fed by some adult-servant, and nearly constant entertainment. You don’t even have to be bothered by getting up to go to the restroom. You just go, then some chump of an adult comes by and cleans you up.


Also, there’s a baby’s ability to just start screaming in public, which everyone just dismisses because: baby. Sure when a baby does it he’s tired and fussy, but it’s all, “Sir we’re going to have to ask you to leave,” when I do it. Starbucks has such a double standard, and babies have a great life.

As I said earlier, this isn’t what many people call a “comic,” and you’re wrong if that’s yuo, but it’s cool, we all have our opinions. It updates three times a week (Mon, Wed, Fri) and is completely safe for children and man-children alike. Even if you aren’t a parent, I’d dare say give it a try. It’s humorous, lighthearted, and often puts a smile on my face before my first cup of coffee is finished. Sweet, sweet, coffee.


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