Snoopy Is Now a Shelter Dog

After 31 years (217 in dog years), MetLife has sent snoopy to the pound. The huge corporation is retiring the cartoon canine as its mascot and speechless spokes-puppy. Many U.S. insurance customers who grew up reading the “Peanuts” comic strip have moved to that Big Retirement Home in the Sky, MetLife plans to spin off U.S. consumer insurance soon anyway, business customers don’t fancy cute cartoons, and prospective international customers have never heard of Snoopy.

The MetLife move will take $12 million a year out of Snoopy’s food bowl. Look for a hungry, crestfallen 66-year-old beagle at your neighborhood’s cartoon animal shelter.

More:

“MetLife is cutting ties with Snoopy after 31 years,” Ashley Rodriguez, Quartz

“MetLife Grounds Snoopy. Curse You, Red Baron!” Christine Hauser and Sapna Maheshwari, New York Times

“MetLife Drops Snoopy: 5 Promising Career Options for the Out-of-Work Pup,” Kelli Bender, People

Bonus: Here’s one for you Trump supporters:

“Was Snoopy fired by MetLife for being too white?” Ed Straker, AmericanThinker

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Android Wrist Smartphones

In 1946, industrialist Diet Smith gave his detective pal Dick Tracy the gift of cutting-edge mobile technology, the two-way wrist radio, and the square-jawed crimebuster became a one-man radio patrol car. In 1964 Tracy got an upgrade, a two-way wrist TV, and another in 1986, the two-way wrist computer. Today’s personal electronics companies have taken a page out of the Crimestoppers Textbook by introducing Android Smartwatches.

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Frankly, after all this time, most of the names in Ms. Starr’s Rolodex were pretty stale.  If you’re the under-paid young whippersnapper who replaced Brenda, a Rolodex is an analog contact manager.