Every entry of Benjamin Dewey’s Things Could Be Worse is labeled a “tragedy”. I suppose that is technically so. After all, is it not a tragedy if you are a Boiler-Bot who cannot love or a bunny who has just read a bunch of sad books? Still, the humor of Things Could Be Worse is less tragic and more quirky and surreal. There’s a very strong Far Side influence, in that the non sequitur nature of the jokes seem to be more geared toward throwing you off balance than going for the cheap gag. A large part of the charm is the old-timey language. One entry, for example, has the tongue-twisty caption of “Paranoid Pugilists Annual Picnic Yields Inevitable Fisticuffs Flurry.” Another plus is the great art, which apes the style of magazine illustrations you’d find in the Victorian era. The sepia-tinted drawings of fashions, animals, and architecture feel appropriate for the late 1800’s and are very eye-catching.