Franklin Armstrong. The only normal kid in the Peanuts gang.
You can go through the entire cast of reoccurring characters from Peanuts, and every single one has some form of defect. Except Franklin.
One could make the argument that since all the other kids had something wrong with them, Franklin did too, But since Schultz depicted him as a normal kid, his defect must have been his race.
This is, of course, laughably wrong. Franklin was introduced in 1968 to show that kids of all races could be friends. In fact, Franklin was put into the strip as a result of a suggestion by a school teacher who thought it would help kids from different races relate to each other.
In the first strip where we see Franklin, he meets Charlie Brown at the beach. We learn his dad is in Vietnam. The reason they hadn't known each other before was because Franklin went to the same school as Peppermint Patty and Marcie. But when Charlie Brown finds out Franklin likes baseball, the become fast friends, and Chuck invite Franklin over to meet the gang.
Schultz did receive flack for having a toon of color. One principal from a school in the south wrote stating that he didn't mind there being a black character, but could Schultz please not draw him in the same school as the white kids? Schultz never responded to that letter, except to show Franklin not only in a school with white kids, but also sitting in front of Peppermint Patty.
Sadly, it appears Franklin died with Peanuts creator Schultz. He hasn't been seen in the strip since 1999, shortly before Charles Schultz died.
But Franklin has nothing to do with todays post. Well, not that Franklin, at least.
Yesterday was Christmas, so I took a day off. But it was also a Totally Trippy Theory Thursday. And since I know everyone enjoys the theories, I decided to do a one-off Furiously FUBAR Friday. Today I am going to tell you the theory I would have told yesterday had it not been Christmas. (Thanks Jesus....)
One word of warning though; I went to bed Wednesday night feeling great. Woke up today feeling like I'd been hit by the flu bus. (today is actually yesterday as I'm typing this on Thursday evening). I've been fighting something for over a week, and thought I had it beat, but today tells me I hadn't. So if I seem to be rambling on and on, well....it's the Dayquil.
Franklin. Not the Peanuts character. Not Ben. Not Delano Roosevelt. No, today we're learning about Captain Sir John Franklin. I'm lazy, so I'll be calling him John from now on. Unless I call him something else. Then ignore that last line.
Captain Sir John Franklin was an officer in the royal navy and was an experienced explorer. He lived in an age where exploration was still something governments took part in. And in 1845, he was commissioned to search for the final, unmapped section of the Northwest Passage.
This would be his fourth expedition. The previous three had all mapped out prior sections of the passage. The previous two, he had been in charge as well. He was well experienced and was highly respected by his peers. S in 1845, at the age of 59, he left England to finish the map of the Northwest Passage.
In late July of 1845, Franklin, his crew of 129 officers and men, and their ships, Erebus and Terror, were last seen in Baffin Bay in Greenland. Once they left Greenland, non of them were ever seen alive again.
The search began in 1848 at the insistence of Franklins wife. Over the next 150 years, details of what happened were pieced together.
The crew spent the winter of 1845-46 on Beechey Island in the Canadian Arctic Archipelago. From there they headed south southwest until they reached King William island in September of 1846. And it was here that an early cold snap trapped the Erebus and Terror in ice. And there they stayed, never to be sailed again.
The remnants of the first winter camp of 1845-46 were found by the first searchers in 1850, but no other traces were found. In 1854, searchers encountered Inuit natives that gave them items that had belonged to Franklins expedition. There consisted mostly of everyday items like silverware. They also told stories of having seen about 40 dead white people a few years earlier.
In 1859 another expedition was sent out overland to search King William Island. They found a letter dated April 25th 1848 and left in the camp that told about the fates of some of the Franklin party. It seems that Franklin himself died on June 11 1847 while attempting to free his ships from the pack ice. All attempts were unsuccessful. The remaining crew wintered on King William Island in 1847-48, and planned on leaving the camp on April 26 1848 to try and walk to the mouth of the Black River on the mainland. By the time they broke camp, 24 crew members, including Franklin, had already died. The rest died along the way.
The final pieces of the Franklin Expedition weren't found until 2014 when the Erebus was found off O'Reilly Island, submerged, and about 500 miles from where it had been originally abandoned. The site of the Erebus has been named a National Historic Site of Canada, and it's exact location hasn't been revealed.
This is what we know about the Franklin Expedition. And it's at this point that the Franklin Expedition becomes the Franklin Conspiracy. Not making this up. It's a real theory believed by real people)
You see, the truth of the matter is, Franklin wasn't sent to map the last of the Northwest Passage. That was just the cover story. In reality he had been sent to investigate reported sightings of UFO's that had been seen in the Canadian Arctic since the early 1700's.
The Inuit had been telling the lights and UFO's were caused by giant, large toothed aliens that feasted on anything they could get. That is, after they preformed their experiments.
And according to the theory, that's what actually happened to Franklin and his crew. They were captured by the giant aliens, experimented on, then eaten. And the reason the location of the Erebus is being kept secret is, of course, because it contains evidence of these aliens.
I'm going to let you all judge for yourselves about the fate of Franklin and his men. But my bet is on the fact that they got stuck in the ice and the Arctic killed them like it killed so many others. Like I say, I don't believe these theories. I just pass them on to you because someone has to share the crazy with the rest of the world.
Now if you'll excuse me, time to switch from Dayquil to Nyquil and see if I can get enough rest to go to work in the morning. That is, today when you are reading this. We'll see.....