this weak in comics…

one time, I was talking with lobster Johnson about why I don't like the west wing…

the bastard thought that in the latter half of the bush 43 administration that it was liberal porn for liberals. 

that it was a magical world where only democrats make good decisions and republicans are painted in Simon legree blackface wringing their hands or they were totally ready to cross party lines because what Martin sheen wanted was clearly the way to go. 

or some shit. 

I never really watched the show much because what little I saw of it seemed that way. besides prefers his fiction in the form of science fiction. 

DMZ is kind of like that. 

a civil war breaks out during the second half of a republican administration…

it starts in Montana…

and this rebel army of hippies chase the military industrial complex all the way to manhattan. 

and manhattan becomes a demilitarized zone where only poor folks and hipsters live. 

sound tasty?

I got on board with it until it started to feel like the writer didn't know anymore about NYC than someone who watched the warriors and escape from new you're a lot of times. 

so I stopped. 

but recently, the bastard gave it a second look and it still reads like that but it seems like more fun since a war between the states seems more realistic now than it did with the last guy was president. 

but that aside, this side story above was pretty great. 

—the bastard

all his engines…

the bastard likes himself some comic books.

that said, neither of my kids are going to get to read them until they hit eighteen.

my taste in panels has moved on from costumed jackaninnies who fight crime…

not that I DON'T read them…

but my preference has been from vertigo for the most part with a few volumes of hellboy from dark horse Comice which I'll let the boy read if he's ready for horror and having nightmares about sleeping gods and shoggoths. and that just means too much sex and violence you young folks.

but speaking of shoggoths, vertigo recently absorbed my favorite character john constantine, back into its parent company's main imprint with dc's new 52.

with this they ended the long running series I loved to read about my favorite supernatural con man.

it was kind of sad because unlike many comic book characters, they let home age and they closed out the series with Constantine hiding out from the fates in a pub in Liverpool at the age of 60.

it was more shocking because since I don't follow the business, I had no idea they ended the series until the last page.

it was kind of sad as I've sort of grown old with the man.

but I can safely say after 300 issues, they definitely need to produce a tv series about the trenchcoat wearing magus from Liverpool who sold his soul to three different devils in order to cure himself of lung cancer.

innit?

—the bastard

this weak in comics…

this is why grant Morrison should be writing all of the comic books

—the bastard

this weak in teh comics

drop what you're doing right now you freakin urchins and read the first volume of saga.

that is all.

—the bastard