Donald Duck has been for as long as I can remember one of the most popular of cartoon characters. (I'll say openly that I prefer him to Mickey Mouse.) But, you know, thinking persons who have followed Donald Duck in the movies or in comic books have a lot of loose ends, a lot of questions that warrant answering. One of the first of these is that of his temper. He is, to say the least, explosive; having an almost Cromwellian-like temper. Is he presently being taught appropriate self-control strategies, or is he on a regimen of Prozac? He definitely needs some help in his search for serenity.
Now we also have to speculate about his relationship with Daisy. Is Donald one of these Peter Pan males, afraid to commit? Or does Daisy have some reservations about him, either because of his temper, or because of his not being an effective wage earner. At any rate, since their romance has been going on for a long time now, let us ask why they haven't formalized it with nuptials? I suspect that Daisy is only toying with his affections, taking advantage of this exquisitely vulnerable male. (I would use that "B" word, but we have the wrong species here for that.)
Donald's history seems to have a lot of gaps in it. Apparently, he was unfortunate in that he was exposed to a totalitarian regime (there was one cartoon in which he sang a little ditty satirizing the Feurer's Face). This may have been a contributory cause to his developing a speech impediment. It seems to have limited his social life. Also, he apparently served as a sailor for a time; and still nostalgically wears his sailor uniform, Presently, he lives in an undescript community called "Duckburg" with three little "nephews," Huey, Louie, and Dewey.
It is my opinion that the triplets Huey, Louie, and Dewey are really Donald's sons by a former marriage. What has happened to Donald's former wife is unknown. Perhaps she felt intimidated by his temper. It could be that she found the pace of life in Duckburg to be impossible, being a Carol Kennicott of duckdom, being unable to live in a ducky Gopher Prarie.
It is my feeling is that she felt continual humiliation to be married to someone who refused to wear pants. This is something that has been going on for a while. Donald must be regarded as the local eccentric by now.
I am not certain whether this is due to Donald having s senior moment, or being mildly exhibitionistic, or simply exuberant. He does not seem to be troubled by body image concerns. This is an important factor in any rehabilitation that he might require.
Now, this makes me wonder about the standards of decorum and/or decency in Duckburg. It is a Canardic hippiedom in disguise? That is very likely, given its setting in Southern California. The convenience stores there might have some interesting wares, even though the backs are seriously lacking in gold! At least Donald is not offending by wearing dark socks with shorts. This attests to his never having lived in the Northeast.
I really feel that Donald merely needs sartorial advice. It impresses me that he could be a Duck of Style if he would consult Land's End or L. L. Bean. Of course, wearing Duck's Head sportswear would be an excellent choice for his casual dress. Let's get Donald to dress for success.
Maybe then he can find the Duck of His Dreams. Are there any supermodel ducks?
There is one last question. Why does his Uncle Scrooge refuse to provide Donald with a stipend to live on? He might reduce a lot of aggravation if he would either send Donald to Oregon State (home of the Webfoots) or take him in as an employee. It also seems to me that Donald would make an excellent remittance duck; and Uncle Scrooge can pay him to stay away from Duckburg.
Perhaps then he can hang out on Brazilian beaches with his old buddies the parrot and the rooster from Saludos, Amigos.