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         <title>Sluggo Saturday #30.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_22_archive.html#6170264227211655255</link>
         <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:200%;&quot;&gt;SLUGGO: 60% WATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/sluggowater.jpg&quot; width=&quot;570&quot; height=&quot;390&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100% GENTLEMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;from &lt;cite&gt;How Sluggo Survives&lt;/cite&gt; (1989)&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-6170264227211655255?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>WARNING: May be too groovy for some viewers.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_22_archive.html#9114261380645446273</link>
         <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/groovyveronica.jpg&quot; width=&quot;305&quot; height=&quot;494&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That outfit almost makes the calendar redundant, doesn't it? &quot;Well, there's no &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_22_archive.html#243792226906598626&quot;&gt;Laff-A-Lympics&lt;/a&gt; around, so, going by that young lady's mode of dress, it must be the Sixties!&quot;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sorry for the illness-caused outage, and thank you for your kind wishes yesteday. Hopefully things will be back to normal here shortly. Or whatever passes for normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;* Or the 2000s in the hipster part of town.&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-9114261380645446273?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 11:32:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>Just in case you're interested...</title>
         <link>http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-in-case-youre-interested.html</link>
         <description>I'm going to extend this posting break here, perhaps at least until the end of the year. The stars, planets, humors, vapors, and all other sorts of esoterica in my personal life are just not conducive to me being a regular blogger right now. Plus, I'm just a bit burned out on the whole thing. I can't see a single damn thing that I bring to the party anymore that you can't get in better, cleverer fashion in a multitude of places. I don't want to go away completely, but I just can't see me contributing anything much here right now...and while I hate it like sin, I don't want to be just putting bullshit up here (well, more so than usual) for the sake of putting something up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, unless ADD tells me to stop, I do intend to keep contributing infrequently to Trouble with Comics, so there's that if for some sad reason you just can't make it without my musings on books of the comical variety. I'll probably still do the Five for Friday at the Comics Reporter, whenever I can think of answers to the relevant topic in time to get them to him. And, sure, I'm still on Twitter and Tumblr and Facebook, so it's not like I'm going away for good, as pleasurable as that may sound to some. Oh, and I'm going to continue to put NFL predictions up on the LJ as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, be good, and be good to each other, have a happy holiday season, and sayonara for now, at least as far as the Johnny Bacardi Show goes.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-6745249970007237385?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 00:42:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>Today's post called due to illness.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_22_archive.html#2295262973287895515</link>
         <description>Sorry, gang. The End of Civilization, previously planned for today, has been postponed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a nice Thanksgiving, where applicable. Otherwise, have a good Thursday.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-2295262973287895515?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>SUDDENLY...</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_22_archive.html#3036190956034383165</link>
         <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/dotland50scr.jpg&quot; width=&quot;564&quot; height=&quot;411&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;from &lt;cite&gt;Little Dot Dotland&lt;/cite&gt; #50 (August 1971)&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-3036190956034383165?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>A timelost Elroy Jetson reveals a hideous truth about the future...</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_22_archive.html#243792226906598626</link>
         <description>...that the Laff-A-Lympics will be remembered as one of history's cultural touchstones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/laff11.jpg&quot; width=&quot;479&quot; height=&quot;550&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;from &lt;cite&gt;Laff-A-Lympics&lt;/cite&gt; #11 (January 1979)&lt;br&gt;by Mark Evanier, Tony Strobl, Roman Arambula &amp; Scott Shaw&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-243792226906598626?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just In Case You&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-in-case-you-didnt-believe-me-about.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just In Case You Didn't Believe Me About&lt;br /&gt;How Awesome &lt;i&gt;Realm of Kings&lt;/i&gt; #1 Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img246.imageshack.us/img246/2974/realmofkings001013.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/9796/cthulu2.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img3.imageshack.us/img3/1469/cthulu3.png&quot;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img257.imageshack.us/img257/3481/cthulu4.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/5079/cthulu5.png&quot;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img248.imageshack.us/img248/3184/cthulu6.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://img214.imageshack.us/i/realmofkings00102526.jpg/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img214.imageshack.us/img214/1233/realmofkings00102526.th.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click to biggify.)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been a lot of horror mash-ups in comics in recent years - straight on down to the latest DC line-wide crossover, and the latest X-Men event. Not to mention &lt;i&gt;Marvel Zombies&lt;/i&gt;, et al. But &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; favorite horror is and always has been Lovecraftian cosmic horror - you know, of the mind-blasting, cyclopean variety. It doesn't get a lot of play in superhero books outside of mystic stuff like &lt;i&gt;Dr. Strange&lt;/i&gt; - and even there, Shuma Gorath has had a hard time rising above the level of an evil cosmic &lt;i&gt;kaiju&lt;/i&gt;. But this? This is promising. This is promising indeed. All I need is some Cthulhu mythos and I feel like how Sims must feel every time he sees someone getting kicked in the face. I love space opera, but Lovecraftian space opera? If they can somehow manage to get that peanut butter to taste good with that chocolate, Abnett &amp;amp; Lanning will have worked a modern miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus: Quasar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img245.imageshack.us/img245/2356/25645126.png&quot;/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-4682154927370883031?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 07:08:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;SHIVER with FEAR...SHAKE with LAUGHTER.&quot;</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_22_archive.html#6353996181419670145</link>
         <description>In the comments for &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_22_archive.html#1986110715074917853&quot;&gt;yesterday's post&lt;/a&gt;, both &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Tim&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://flickr.com/photos/austinspace&quot;&gt;John&lt;/a&gt; comment on the &quot;intense&quot; adventure-oriented nature of the Richie Rich comic I presented. I've always thought this kind of Richie Rich comic, as common as it was, seemed a bit...peculiar, myself, contrasting the exceedingly cartoony nature of Richie with drama, action, and intrigue. Archie &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comics.org/issue/212654/cover/4/?style=default&quot;&gt;did it, too&lt;/a&gt; on occasion. I suppose ultimately it's no more ridiculous than, say, Uncle Scrooge McDuck going on world-spanning and sometimes life-threatening adventures (though there are, I imagine, several reasons why Scrooge's adventures feel less out of character than they do for Richie or Archie...perhaps a topic for another day). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've presented these panels before, about five years ago, but this remains my favorite cognitively dissonant bit from one of the &quot;adventure&quot; Richie Rich comics...in this case &lt;cite&gt;Richie Rich Diamonds&lt;/cite&gt; #56, where Richie is stranded in a foreign country and faces off against...um, the Vietcong, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/rrichd56a.jpg&quot; width=&quot;468&quot; height=&quot;177&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another Harvey book I came across with a similarly out-of-character presentation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/casperstrange1a.jpg&quot; width=&quot;337&quot; height=&quot;515&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not so much in the cover image but in the promises made in the blurbs: &quot;shiver with fear..shake with laughter.&quot; C'mon, it's Casper...how much shivering in fear are we seriously expecting, here? (And the &quot;shake with laughter&quot; part...well, your mileage will vary, I guess.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/casperstrange1b.jpg&quot; width=&quot;529&quot; height=&quot;597&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about as scary as it gets. But it's not as if we were realistically expecting &quot;OH MY GOD! It's Baby Huey...but where's his &lt;i&gt;head&lt;/i&gt;!? AAAAIIIIEEEE!!!&quot; I'd totally read that, of course, but alas, our actual Harvey scares are more gentle and friendly in nature.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-6353996181419670145?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Well, I'll Be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-ill-be-maybe-this-was-given-away.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Well, I'll Be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this was given away somewhere else in advance and I missed out, but how come no one has said anything about &lt;i&gt;Realm of Kings&lt;/i&gt; #1? I love Marvel's cosmic books, which should come as no surprise to anyone. The fact that so much love and respect has been laid out for Mark Gruenwald's &lt;i&gt;Quasar&lt;/i&gt; is simply extraordinary, and the fact that Quasar is prominently featured in this next event is really cool. But the really interesting thing, which is what I'm surprised no one has mentioned, is the fact that the next big cosmic event is apparently going to be the Marvel Universe vs. the Lovecraft Mythos. And not in some kind of veiled pseudo-Lovecraft Shuma-Gorath way, either, but the actual Cthulhu Mythos tearing its way through a rip in space-time and coming to eat the 616. Of all the possible directions for the cosmic books after &lt;i&gt;War of Kings&lt;/i&gt;, this is pretty much not what I was expecting. But honestly, even though I didn't know I wanted it, this is now the thing I've always wanted more than anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quasar vs. Cthulhu, with Rocket Raccoon and Darkhawk on the sidelines - it's like they're beaming these comics straight from my id into reality.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-8698793274012374742?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 16:04:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>D.B. Cooper got sloppier as time went on.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_22_archive.html#1986110715074917853</link>
         <description>Seriously, you think you'd want to double-check the latch on your case if you're going to pull a stunt like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/rrgems1db.jpg&quot; width=&quot;396&quot; height=&quot;599&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Richie Rich Gems&lt;/cite&gt; #1 (September 1974)&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-1986110715074917853?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>Sluggo Saturday #29.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_15_archive.html#3834499041853756510</link>
         <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;SLUGGO'S FOOT-MODELING CAREER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/peanuts6feet.jpg&quot; width=&quot;570&quot; height=&quot;338&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDS BEFORE IT BEGINS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;from &lt;cite&gt;Peanuts&lt;/cite&gt; #6 (Aug/Oct 1960)&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-3834499041853756510?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Old Enough To Drink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/11/old-enough-to-drink-also-old-enough-to.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Old Enough To Drink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, old enough to make me feel even older. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Older than I've ever been, and now I'm even older.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class=&quot;embeddedvideo&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/MEjutUbgpH8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class=&quot;embeddedvideo&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/UYEdMYJ3alU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class=&quot;embeddedvideo&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/6XdqMGBZjGM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (Amazingly, could not find a video of &quot;Snowball in Hell.&quot; Or at least not in the five minutes it took to type this.)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-1598689214239041204?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 07:03:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>That I'm the first person people think of when they see &quot;Swamp Thing&quot; still astounds me.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_15_archive.html#3541588105058803245</link>
         <description>Just to reiterate: &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://twitter.com/mikesterling/status/5862932106&quot;&gt;I didn't dood it&lt;/a&gt;. Can't say why you all would &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://twitter.com/FakeAPStylebook/status/5862516392&quot;&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; was one of mine. (HINT: If you find yourself offended by a specific entry, chances are I wrote it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now...some random things here and there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.the-isb.com&quot;&gt;Chris Sims&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.pydkpodcast.com/&quot;&gt;Eugene Ahn&lt;/a&gt; present &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://warrocketajax.com/2009/11/16/episode-13-spies-like-us/&quot;&gt;a new episode of the War Rocket Ajax podcast&lt;/a&gt; where they interview writer &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.chrisroberson.net/&quot;&gt;Chris Roberson&lt;/a&gt;. BONUS CONTENT: Special guest &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://doctor-k100.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Dr. K&lt;/a&gt; sits in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A few quick reactions to some comics I read this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Irredeemable&lt;/cite&gt; #8 - I really like this comic, I can't wait 'til each new issue comes out, but man oh man I swear it feels like it takes no time at all to read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Brave and the Bold&lt;/cite&gt; #28 - Three issues of this series written by JMS, three smacks square in the head by the Moral-of-the-Story Sledgehammer. And yet I have no intention of dropping the book, because 1) I like the mixes of characters so far, and coming in the announced future issues, and 2) there is an odd fascination in seeing the characters used in these just-this-side of out-of-character ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Adventure Comics&lt;/cite&gt; #4 - The more Superboy-Prime becomes explicitly a criticism of certain types of fan behavior, the more hilarious he becomes. Honestly, the panel where he exclaims &quot;The &lt;i&gt;Internet&lt;/i&gt;! Of &lt;i&gt;course&lt;/i&gt;!&quot; literally did make me laugh out loud. And that he gets his own marked-down-to-half-price action figure essentially rubbed in his face is fan&lt;i&gt;tastic&lt;/i&gt;. Yeah, I know this is very much a &quot;comics eats itself&quot; kind of thing, but I don't care, I'll take amusement where I can find it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't know that I ever showed this to you...a drawing I received from a certain &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.hembeck.com&quot;&gt;Mr. Hembeck&lt;/a&gt; about a year or so ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/hemmike.jpg&quot; width=&quot;238&quot; height=&quot;394&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred gave us some sketches to give away with copies we sold of the &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.hembeck.com/More/HembeckOmnibusInfoPage.htm&quot;&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Hembeck Omnibus&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and included that one for me. Pretty awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wow, Andrew came up with a &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.armagideon-time.com/?p=2923&quot;&gt;Nobody's Favorite&lt;/a&gt; that even I had some trouble remembering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ragnell &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://ragnell.blogspot.com/2009/11/seriously-spoilery-green-lantern-corps.html&quot;&gt;writes about recent Green Lantern events&lt;/a&gt;, and how she's totally okay with what happened to one of her favorite characters, instead of starting an online petition or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://twitter.com/mikesterling/status/5883191954&quot;&gt;asked on the Twitter&lt;/a&gt; for someone to step in and write today's post for me, and Twitter-pal &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://twitter.com/toddster/status/5883266734&quot;&gt;Toddster replied&lt;/a&gt; like so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Bleep blorp Sluggo blip bleep Swamp Thing blahdity blahdity teen magazines!&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect this really is how I sound all the time. BLOOP BEEP. &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-3541588105058803245?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>WAIT, WHAT.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_15_archive.html#734112646955044494</link>
         <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/donthotlinkcasperhc2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;467&quot; height=&quot;351&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was poking through Dark Horse's new &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.darkhorse.com/Books/16-722/Casper-the-Friendly-Ghost-60th-Anniversary-HC&quot;&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Casper the Friendly Ghost 60th Anniversary&lt;/cite&gt; hardcover&lt;/a&gt; when I happened upon the above scene. I had no idea Casper even &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; a ghostly mother. In discussing this with pals &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.twitter.com/fleshhead&quot;&gt;Sean&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.postmodernbarney.com&quot;&gt;Dorian&lt;/a&gt; on Wednesday, the idea was briefly floated whether this meant that perhaps a ghost woman was able to be impregnated and carry to term a ghost baby. However, we quickly realized that there were too many questions and/or potential problems involved in this hypothesis unanswered and unsupported by ghostly studies. &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://scienceexclamationpoint.com/&quot;&gt;Science&lt;/a&gt; tells us that we must turn to Occam's Razor and assume the simplest explanation, the one that requires the fewest assumptions and conclusion-jumping, that Casper and his mom were two living people who died and became ghosts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More troubling, however, is this portion of the opening panel from the very first Casper comic book, also reprinted in the anniversary book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/donthotlinkcasperhc1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;290&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Casper is, like, tooling around with guys on horseback and such, so it's possible that the Friendly Dead Kid has been wandering the Earth for &lt;i&gt;centuries&lt;/i&gt;. Particularly since other stories, such as the one with Casper's mom, take place in modern...well, mid-20th century...times. Anyway, the talk of &quot;olden times&quot; and &quot;castles&quot; had pal Dorian theorize that perhaps Casper and his mom were deposed royalty, killed by their enemies, but who can say? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also thought perhaps that Casper's origins in the distant past preclude the possibility of his being the spirit of the departed Richie Rich. I've &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/2006_11_12_archive.html#4053472771061124612&quot;&gt;theorized on Casper's origins before, and the possible relation to Richie Rich&lt;/a&gt;, and you know, all it would really take is for the spirit of a dead Richie Rich getting trapped in Professor Keenbean's time machine, and getting sent back to the Middle Ages, to clear up all those potential continuity problems. Well, okay, there's the whole thing with Casper's ghost mom, but maybe he was ghost-adopted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all makes perfect sense to &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-734112646955044494?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>This is the worst alien ever.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_15_archive.html#2432684517136483499</link>
         <description>I feel vaguely uncomfortable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/ff315a.jpg&quot; width=&quot;476&quot; height=&quot;515&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/ff315b.jpg&quot; width=&quot;222&quot; height=&quot;515&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/ff315c.jpg&quot; width=&quot;237&quot; height=&quot;515&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;from &lt;cite&gt;Fantastic Four&lt;/cite&gt; #315 (June 1988) by Steve Englehart,&lt;br&gt;Keith Pollard &amp; Joe Sinnott&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-2432684517136483499?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>Man, that's Susan's a buzzkill.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_15_archive.html#7910439881513924638</link>
         <description>And now, some excerpts from the Brady Romance Game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/bgame1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;564&quot; height=&quot;233&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/bgame2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;206&quot; height=&quot;328&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/bgame3.jpg&quot; width=&quot;566&quot; height=&quot;239&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/bgame4.jpg&quot; width=&quot;570&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/bgame6.jpg&quot; width=&quot;207&quot; height=&quot;337&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/bgame5.jpg&quot; width=&quot;564&quot; height=&quot;218&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/bgamez.jpg&quot; width=&quot;318&quot; height=&quot;348&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;from &lt;cite&gt;Teen Life&lt;/cite&gt; Vol. 14 #4 (January 1974)&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-7910439881513924638?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;Created especially for the 'TODAY' Woman or Man.&quot;</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_15_archive.html#5351346451541841050</link>
         <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/lovecalculator.jpg&quot; width=&quot;550&quot; height=&quot;555&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/tellme.jpg&quot; width=&quot;570&quot; height=&quot;251&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/witcheskit.jpg&quot; width=&quot;472&quot; height=&quot;672&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;ads from &lt;cite&gt;Teens Now&lt;/cite&gt; Vol. 3 #12 (April 1974)&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-5351346451541841050?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>So Superguy is a big Crumb fan.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_15_archive.html#3026076145399795156</link>
         <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/archiepalsgals38a.jpg&quot; width=&quot;336&quot; height=&quot;513&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the Riverdale kids see the &quot;Joe Blow&quot; story, Superguy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/archiepalsgals38b.jpg&quot; width=&quot;333&quot; height=&quot;281&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, looks like Superguy is asleep, there, unless he's using his x-ray vision to peer through his eyelids and through &lt;cite&gt;Zap&lt;/cite&gt;'s back cover to look at the pages inside, since that comic is totally being held closed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although now that I'm getting a closer look at the cover...is that Harvey Pekar in the corner, there? When did he become a &lt;cite&gt;Zap&lt;/cite&gt; contributor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Archie's Pals 'n' Gals&lt;/cite&gt; #38 (Fall 1966)&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-3026076145399795156?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;The End of&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-of-everything-just-took-few-minutes.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;The End of Everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just took a few minutes to compile my year-end best-of list for Popmatters. It was surprisingly difficult - there was a lot of good music but it didn't seem like there was much great music. There was a bunch of stuff from high-profile artists which were OK but not awesome, certainly not &quot;top ten&quot; material. &lt;i&gt;It's Blitz!&lt;/i&gt; had a handful of really good songs and a whole lot of boring, which is a shame considering just how much of a masterpiece &lt;i&gt;Show Your Bones&lt;/i&gt; was. The Flaming Lips and Animal Collective both came out swinging and are to be applauded for both making &lt;i&gt;interesting&lt;/i&gt; albums, if not capital &quot;G&quot; Great ones. Dylan's &lt;i&gt;Together Through Life&lt;/i&gt; seemed more casual and, dare I say, more &lt;i&gt;fun&lt;/i&gt; than his last few heavily lauded but highly sterile discs - but a fun trifle is still a trifle, even if it's Bob Dylan's trifle. Likewise, Moby, the Basement Jaxx, Rammstein, Franz Ferdinand - all hit nice doubles in the High Profile Established Artists category - but no home run action between them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The real Dylan action was in the long, long, &lt;i&gt;long&lt;/i&gt; overdue remastering job on &lt;i&gt;The Basement Tapes&lt;/i&gt;. Still not &quot;one of the greatest albums in the history of American popular music,&quot; but a fun disc nonetheless. I'm still wondering why they haven't done a legit release of the five-or-so disc &quot;Genuine&quot; Basement Tapes bootleg that has been floating around for years, except to say that 1) they might be waiting to release it as a big collector's box some Christmas and 2) Dylan awfully resents all the bootleg stuff that was released against his wishes over the years so he may just not want to bother.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's The List - a lot of good but not too much great. #1 is only #1 because, well, none of these other discs were better. It's a great album, maybe one of their best, but I wouldn't have expected Yo La Tengo to be the best of the year when all the dust had cleared. There are a lot of these albums I wish were better than they actually are - Dan Deacon, the Field, Passion Pit, it seemed like there was &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; missing that kept them from going over the line separating very good from modern classic status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest surprise was Girls - a group I had absolutely no knowledge of whatsoever before I heard a song on Pitchfork, bought the album on sale on a whim, and was completely bowled over by how good it is. Definitely the breakout of the year. Some of this new lo-fi is actually pretty good. Now that lo-fi is less a political statement than an aesthetic choice, it seems a lot more fun than it did back in the 90s when people like Sebadoh were &lt;i&gt;sincerely&lt;/i&gt; dedicated to being as perversely amateurish as possible. (I mean, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;, anyone with a halfway decent computer can make their shoestring indie debut album sound like it was recorded by Jeff Lynne these days, so you're not really sticking it to The Man if you record it on a boombox.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neko Case gets her spot by inertia as much as anything - a good album, but I can't shake the feeling that she's getting more than a little bit complacent. This feeling was not arrested when I saw her over the summer - a depressingly perfunctory, if very professional show, complete with a fancy video projection show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might say more later. In case you haven't noticed, my hiatus is kind of a joke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Passion Pit - Manners &lt;br /&gt;9. Gui Boratto - Take My Breath Away &lt;br /&gt;8. Neko Case - Middle Cyclone &lt;br /&gt;7. Jay Reatard - Watch Me Fall &lt;br /&gt;6. Dan Deacon - Bromst &lt;br /&gt;5. The Field - Yesterday &amp; Today &lt;br /&gt;4. Girls - Album&lt;br /&gt;3. REM - Live At the Olympia &lt;br /&gt;2. The Juan Maclean - The Future Will Come &lt;br /&gt;1. Yo La Tengo - Popular Songs&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-3874167193946436358?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 15:41:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>Pumpkin Pie.</title>
         <link>http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2009/11/pumpkin-pie.html</link>
         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/Sv8PDGY5ScI/AAAAAAAAEsA/7bXIP4b4RUY/s1600-h/marilyn_05_pumpkins.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;width:324px;height:400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/Sv8PDGY5ScI/AAAAAAAAEsA/7bXIP4b4RUY/s400/marilyn_05_pumpkins.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404054623796939202&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that title is in poor taste, no pun intended, but I couldn't think of anything else more appropriate to go with this nice Autumnal picture of a young Marilyn Monroe, sitting in her sincere pumpkin patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to get something up here, to show that I'm not dead or anything. Not much time or energy for blogging lately, and I hope that changes soon...I'm more behinder than ever, reviews-wise, and I'm behind on some stuff I'm writing for Trouble With Comics for Alan Moore month as well. Anyway, just checking in to let you know that I'm not done just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture taken from &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://goldenagecomicbookstories.blogspot.com/2009/11/marilyn-monroe-1926-1962-she-was-never.html&quot;&gt;this very nice Marilyn pics post at Golden Age Comic Book Stories&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-1458094528610788682?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 06:10:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>Sluggo Saturday #28.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_08_archive.html#3029013540673482761</link>
         <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:200%;&quot;&gt;SLUGGO FINALLY PICKS A SIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/tiptop221lady.jpg&quot; width=&quot;570&quot; height=&quot;405&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE GENDER WAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;from &lt;cite&gt;Tip Top&lt;/cite&gt; #221 (May-July 1960)&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-3029013540673482761?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>A quick Friday update.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_08_archive.html#5830509960197299499</link>
         <description>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;General consensus about &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_08_archive.html#4401289792294607174&quot;&gt;that ad&lt;/a&gt; from yesterday is that it's Mort Drucker, which is someone I'd actually briefly considered until I discarded that thought for no real good reason. One person had my back on my Angelo Torres guess, thankfully, so it wasn't just me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One person mentioned what an Al Jaffee tampon ad might be like, showing cross sections and such, but of &lt;i&gt;course&lt;/i&gt; it would have to be a Fold-in: a full-page drawing of a bunch of people at a party or whatever, and then you fold it in and the details at the sides of the drawing suddenly form into a big pic of a tampon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Aaaand that's enough tampon talk. For now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.the-isb.com&quot;&gt;Chris Sims&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.pydkpodcast.com/&quot;&gt;Eugene Ahn&lt;/a&gt; posted &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://warrocketajax.com/2009/11/09/episode-12-twisted-dark-reign-theatre&quot;&gt;a new episode of the War Rocket Ajax podcast&lt;/a&gt; earlier this week, where they interview the folks behind the Twisted Toyfare Theatre strips in &lt;cite&gt;Toyfare&lt;/cite&gt; magazine! Also, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://warrocketajax.com/2009/11/12/wed-like-your-emails/&quot;&gt;they want letters&lt;/a&gt; to be read on a future episode, so get crackin'. &quot;Dear War Rocket Ajax, I never thought this would happen to me, but....&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Close personal internet friends have created &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.mangaviews.com/&quot;&gt;Mangaviews&lt;/a&gt;, a hub for manga reviews. Manga isn't really my thing, but this looks like a nicely designed site, and perhaps some of you folks will find something of use therein. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;REMINDER: I'm still a contributing Bureau Chief over at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.twitter.com/fakeapstylebook&quot;&gt;Fake AP Stylebook&lt;/a&gt;, if you want to pop on by for a few grammar laughs. It's &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; taking off, and we're having a blast doing it. Here's &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.pbs.org/mediashift/2009/11/fakeapstylebook-editors-explain-their-overnight-success-on-twitter308.html&quot;&gt;a nice article&lt;/a&gt; on its creation and the folks involved, including &lt;i&gt;lots&lt;/i&gt; of fairly well-regarded comic bloggers. &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-5830509960197299499?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>This is the most I have ever written about tampons.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_08_archive.html#4401289792294607174</link>
         <description>So there I was, going through my collection of early-to-mid-1970s teen celebrity magazines, like I like to do, when I came across something interesting and perhaps funnybook-related in the December 1973 issue of &lt;cite&gt;16 Magazine&lt;/cite&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things teen mags of the time (and maybe still do, I have no idea) would feature in their mags is fictional and sometimes serialized stories of teen celebrities having adventures and/or romantic interludes or what have you. I think one mag I've come across involved the DeFranco Family investigating a murder mystery, of all things. So, yeah, it was basically celebrity fan fiction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this issue of &lt;cite&gt;16 Magazine&lt;/cite&gt; is chapter 13 of &lt;cite&gt;Cindi&lt;/cite&gt;, starring a young reader-identification heroine in this ongoing serial who engages in numerous activities of the dangerous and/or romantic sort with, in this case, Donny Osmond. A brief passage, if you'd like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;In spite of the total darkness, Donny seemed to know in which direction to swim. Cindi held onto Donny from behind, with one hand under his arm and the other across his bare shoulders. As he propelled them forward through the murky depths, Cindi could feel the movement of Donny's muscles working under his skin, and his soft, thick hair brushing her face. With her left leg alongside his right, Cindi was able to pick up and imitate the rhythm of Donny's kicking, so that the two of them, intertwined and struggling forward, became as one.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't really have anything to do what I wanted to talk about, but come on, that's some powerful writing right there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the image that accompanied the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/16magcindi.jpg&quot; width=&quot;570&quot; height=&quot;427&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's supposed to be Donny Osmond. Dreamy, wonderful Donny Osmond. That looked an awful lot like the work of veteran comics illustrator Ernie Colon to me, but there are no art credits anywhere in this mag. Colon was active at this time, and he apparently did a (very nicely drawn!) strip for a &lt;cite&gt;16 Magazine&lt;/cite&gt; spin-off, as seen at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.misterkitty.org/extras/stupidcovers/stupidcomics59.html&quot;&gt;the Stupid Comics page&lt;/a&gt;. So I suppose it's not outside the realm of possibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of IDing artists, I spotted this tampon ad in another celebrity teen mag from the same (ahem) period, and at first glance, it looks a bit like the work of &lt;cite&gt;Mad Magazine&lt;/cite&gt; stalwart Angelo Torres:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/pursettes1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;456&quot; height=&quot;378&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/pursettes2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;452&quot; height=&quot;381&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not 100% certain, and Googling &quot;angelo torres tampon ad&quot; didn't result in anything other than some confused folks looking at their referral stats in the next day or so. It seems fellow &lt;cite&gt;Mad&lt;/cite&gt;man Jack Davis &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://retrocrush.com/index.php/2009/10/pursettes-mini-tampons-a-vintage-ad-by-jack-davis/&quot;&gt;did an ad&lt;/a&gt; for the same tampon brand, which totally didn't look like how I pictured a Jack Davis-drawn tampon ad would. But if Davis did one, perhaps other &lt;cite&gt;Mad&lt;/cite&gt; artists did as well. But on second glance, maybe this is Davis in the ad, too. The more I keep trying to ID it, the more I keep second-guessing myself. Maybe someone out there who is a connoisseur of &lt;cite&gt;Mad&lt;/cite&gt; artists, of old tampon ads, or maybe even of both, can clear things up.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-4401289792294607174?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>A little Bogdanove appreciation.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_08_archive.html#2935400817743432048</link>
         <description>Now, about &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_08_archive.html#8679660468214952256&quot;&gt;that poster from yesterday&lt;/a&gt;...that image was taken from the cover of &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comics.org/issue/57864/cover/4/?style=default&quot;&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Superman: The Man of Steel&lt;/cite&gt; #49&lt;/a&gt; (Oct. 1995), and, as &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://tomfoss.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Tom&lt;/a&gt; and others noted in the comments, the pic certainly evokes a Batman feel. The story inside isn't particularly moody or Batman-ish, as it involves Superman fighting leftover Byrne villain Skyhook. But then, Skyhook's shtick &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; turning kids into bat-people, so maybe that's the connection there, tenuous as it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, like I said in the comments, it's not as if I &lt;i&gt;don't&lt;/i&gt; like Jon Bogdanove. I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt;. I think he did a swell job during his run on &lt;cite&gt;Man of Steel&lt;/cite&gt;...very loose and cartoony and &lt;i&gt;fun&lt;/i&gt;. I realize it's not to everyone's taste, but hey, we don't all have to like the same things. I didn't even mind the image from that poster as a one-off cover, out of the half-dozen or so Superman covers DC published that month, just for a little variety. But as &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; image for a store to hang on the wall to advertise the Superman books? They couldn't find anything a little more...Superman-ish? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, this was the mid '90s, near the beginning of the comics market crash, and folks were casting about for &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; that worked. &quot;You all like dark 'n' gritty? Here's dark 'n' gritty Superman for you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fairness, here's a promo poster I &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; like, a double-sider Bogdanove drew tying into DC's &lt;cite&gt;Zero Hour&lt;/cite&gt; event. One side is likely familiar, as it was the cover for &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comics.org/issue/55740/&quot;&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Man of Steel&lt;/cite&gt; #37&lt;/a&gt;, with Superman facing off against a number of different Batmen in the styles of the character's many artists:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/zerohourbats.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;592&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other side of the poster featured an image that, as far as I can recall, only appeared here (but may have been in a house ad, too...I don't remember), and reversed the situation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/zerohoursupes.jpg&quot; width=&quot;389&quot; height=&quot;592&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always thought these were pretty neat, but I wish the Supermen were more posed looking inward at Batman, like the Superman/multiple Batmen poster. Though perhaps it may have been harder to tell what style was being mimicked without seeing Superman head-on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's another nice Batman-esque pic of Superman from Bogdanove:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/manofsteel39a.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; height=&quot;549&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have liked that image better as a promo poster for the Superman line of books.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-2935400817743432048?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Brief Hiatus&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/11/brief-hiatus-thots-donald-duck-orange.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Brief Hiatus Thots&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donald Duck Orange Juice is the coelacanth of pop culture detritus: just when you think there is absolutely, positively no way it can have survived into the present day, up it pops again.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-2696937812602278679?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 14:38:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>This was a promotional poster given to retailers to help advertise Superman comics.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_08_archive.html#8679660468214952256</link>
         <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/supesneverending.jpg&quot; width=&quot;380&quot; height=&quot;578&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:200%;&quot;&gt;HEY KIDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/supesneverending1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;208&quot; height=&quot;287&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S SUPERMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;1995 promotional poster - art by Jon Bogdanove &amp; Dennis Janke&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-8679660468214952256?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>Suddenly...SHIRTLESS BATMAN SWORDFIGHT!</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_08_archive.html#8148129927275874677</link>
         <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/rasswordfight.jpg&quot; width=&quot;570&quot; height=&quot;432&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still going through my disc-by-disc viewing of &lt;cite&gt;Batman: The Animated Series&lt;/cite&gt;...just finished watching the initial Ra's al Ghul two-parter written by the villain's co-creator Denny O'Neil. It was quite the globe-trotting adventure, tightly plotted and very exciting, and, yes, it ends with shirtless Batman and an equally shirtless Ra's battling it out in a manly-man swordfight while the fate of the world hangs in the balance. Now &lt;i&gt;that's&lt;/i&gt; a Batman story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially nice is the vocal work of David Warner as Ra's. The way he intones the word &quot;Detective&quot; (being Ra's...Ra's's?...preferred name for Batman) contains so much. It sounds like an offering of respect for Batman, while at the same time sounding like a challenge. So nicely done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I'm still slowly going through the &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#7343289918596152595&quot;&gt;Ruby Spears &lt;cite&gt;Superman&lt;/cite&gt; cartoons&lt;/a&gt;...it certainly says something about the quality of the cartoons, I think, that I put aside the Superman disc to watch through most of the Batman disc once it showed up in the mail. Now that I've watched a few more episodes, my opinion of the series is a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; higher...the animation is passable, though the storytelling is still on the level of &quot;ah, it's just for kids...this is &lt;i&gt;good enough&lt;/i&gt;.&quot; And the situations are occasionally so out there that they're almost surreal, like this one episode where Luthor buys the Great Wall of China. Well, sure, why not...wait &lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/lexwall.jpg&quot; width=&quot;570&quot; height=&quot;432&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he put the LexCorp logo on the Great Wall of...well, the Great Wall of Lex, I guess. Oh, and also in this episode, Lois and Clark are in China to get the exclusive story on Lex's deal, and at one point Clark is late to meet up with Lois because he's off buying Disco Mozart tapes. &quot;Disco Mozart tapes,&quot; is what I said. I'm &lt;i&gt;hoping&lt;/i&gt; this is part of Superman's bizarre self-loathing secret identity protection scheme in that by buying disco music in &lt;i&gt;1988&lt;/i&gt;, he thus reinforces Clark's apparent lack of coolness and with-it-ness. Or maybe Supes really does just like classical music done to a disco beat. Who can tell with extraterrestrials? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I came into this series with decades-old high hopes, ever since reading about the involvement of Marv Wolfman and Gil Kane in that long-ago issue of &lt;cite&gt;Comics Scene&lt;/cite&gt;. And hey, Jim Woodring worked on the series as a storyboarder/design supervisor. Yes, &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://jimwoodring.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Jim Woodring&lt;/a&gt;. And there are several other names I recognize from the world of comics as well (like Rick Hoberg and Adrian Gonzales). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I haven't mentioned is that each episode ends with a short second feature, presenting the adventures of young Clark Kent back in Smallville. These have been pretty good, covering Clark's adoption, going shopping with Ma, being babysat (long before &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Letitia_Lerner,_Superman%27s_Babysitter&quot;&gt;this story&lt;/a&gt;), and so on. That shopping episode does effectively demonstrate that trying to raise a super-powered baby would be an enormous pain in the ass, so at least these cartoons have an educational element to them.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-8148129927275874677?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>CONFESSIONS OF A SPINNER RACK JUNKIE.</title>
         <link>http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2009/11/confessions-of-spinner-rack-junkie.html</link>
         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SsP0JPoOGsI/AAAAAAAAEkM/cNaQCAwe_oY/s1600-h/spinner+rack.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0pt 0pt 10px 10px;float:right;cursor:pointer;width:240px;height:320px;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SsP0JPoOGsI/AAAAAAAAEkM/cNaQCAwe_oY/s320/spinner+rack.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387418018916473538&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please be upstanding for another &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;CONFESSIONS OF A SPINNER RACK JUNKIE&lt;/span&gt;, in which I opine in shortish fashion about comics that I have bought and/or received and/or read in the interval between October 16th and 28th, some of which may even still be on sale at finer comics selling establishments worldwide if you're lucky. Or not, as the case may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yeah, once more I'm way behind, so please bear with me as I look at comics you read and most likely forgot about three weeks ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.ign.com/articles/103/1030612p1.html&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.ign.com/articles/103/1030612p1.html&quot;&gt;BATMAN AND ROBIN #5:&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Looks like Grant's just giving us a more genteel version of Miller's ludicrous Spillane-with-Tourette's &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;All-Star Batman with Robin the Boy Wonder&lt;/span&gt;, and the more I read, the more squalid the whole thing seems. I know he can do better, and I know he knows that, too. Not helping: artist Philip Tan, who gives us not one but two absolutely incomprehensible action scenes. My interest is hanging by a thread, and only the promise of Grant's Squire drawn by Cam Stewart, coming eventually, is keeping me around.&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt; C-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.icv2.com/articles/news/15915.html&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;THE BOYS #35:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sad/weird backstory of likeable Boy &quot;Mother's Milk&quot; takes center stage this time out, and it's typically Ennisian, with smirks riding shotgun with pathos. As always with this title, for them that likes, here's more. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.darkhorse.com/Comics/15-993/B-P-R-D-1947-4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B.P.R.D.: 1947 #4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Continues to flow along nicely thanks to the Moon/Ba art, but the story feels like it climaxed last issue. Hopefully Dysart and Mignola have something extraordinary in mind for the ending. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3334&quot;&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3334&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;CRIMINAL: SINNERS #1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wait, aren't all criminals sinners by definition? Anyway, Tracy returns, and is once more placed between the proverbial rock and the proverbial hard place. All your favorite noir tropes are once again present and accounted for, and those who seek to wallow will find this a most acceptable trough, especially as it's once more illustrated with aplomb by Sean Phillips. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.ign.com/articles/103/1030467p1.html&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;DAREDEVIL #501:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;The first issue of the Diggle era reads pretty much like the last eleventy-hundred from Bendis and Brubaker, which is not necessarily a bad thing- consistency does have its virtues. As you probably know, the new wrinkle is that DD is leading longtime pain-in-the-necks the Hand, but we don't wanna get too crazy out of line so he is of course all angry and angsty about everything, just like Miller Christ didst intend. Lotsa good character work, especially with the supporting cast, and a decent enough plotline that while it doesn't break any new ground, at least moodwise, at least shows that Diggle will keep the dramatics compelling and I guess that will keep me buying for a while longer. I recall liking artist Roberto De La Torre on &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Thunderbolts&lt;/span&gt;; he told the story well enough, and his style, while derivative, at least had some personality. I'm pleased to report he brings that to bear here. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.ign.com/articles/103/1030741p1.html&quot;&gt;FABLES #89:&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Most of this issue deals with Bufkin the flying monkey, left behind in the old Fabletown digs and faced with the threat of not only Aladdin's old genie, but the Baba Yaga as well. It's almost impossible to describe the events in this comic without sounding nuts, you know. Also, more with Frau Totenkinder, now all young and hot and stuff, as she tries to find out more about the threat of the Dark Man. Lots of stuff going on; this title is as engrossing right now as it's ever been, and it's been pretty good before. Artist Mark Buckingham once more saves most of his creativity for his nifty panel borders, and does everything else as well as he needs to- he's always reliable. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3512&amp;amp;disp=table&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;GHOST RIDERS: HEAVEN'S ON FIRE #3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK, I'm buying this now for Aaron's take on Daimon Hellstorm, so naturally only has a cameo in this issue. Even so, this one's still got a lot of fast-paced action, as the bickering brother Riders battle an old Marvel Monsters-age baddie whose schtick it is to possess inanimate objects like cars and bulldozers and such, as well as one of the House of Ideas' less-inspired ones, Big Wheel. It's the sort of left turn that would ordinarily be offputting, but Aaron makes it work. The action scenes pop thanks to a god job by Roland Boschi and Dan Brown. More drive-in movie-style fun. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.darkhorse.com/Comics/15-374/Hellboy-The-Wild-Hunt-7&quot;&gt;HELLBOY: THE WILD HUNT #7:&lt;/a&gt; The lead story keeps on keepin' on, gearing up to what should be an appropriately apocalyptic finale. As always, Mike Mignola is Hellboy's best writer, and Duncan Fregredo is the next best thing to Mr. M himself on art. What I've been enjoying the most, though, and forgetting to mention is the backups- first, the return of Gary Gianni's quirky and bizarre MonsterMen (or Corpus Monstrum, or whatever the hell he's calling it these days), which I've missed, and this issue's not-as-good-but-still-pretty-good Henry Hood spotlight, which ties in with the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Witchfinder&lt;/span&gt; series running concurrently. Whew, it is to make the head spin, keeping up with all this... &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.ign.com/articles/103/1033940p1.html&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;INCREDIBLE HERCULES #136:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maybe the best comic I've read this year, certainly the funniest. Exhibit A for the jury:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SvHdjgBO6RI/AAAAAAAAEqw/-_TAtSMhfUs/s1600-h/herctittietwister.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;width:400px;height:345px;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SvHdjgBO6RI/AAAAAAAAEqw/-_TAtSMhfUs/s400/herctittietwister.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400341030154201362&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now I can cross &quot;Seeing Hercules dressed like Thor giving a tittie twister to Thor dressed like Hercules while they're battling&quot; off my bucket list. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.ign.com/articles/103/1035974p1.html&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;INVINCIBLE IRON MAN #19:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Somewhat anticlimactic resolution to an arc that was pretty good as a whole; your satisfaction depends a lot on whether you think Osborn would care all that much about being seen beating the crap out of a defenseless Tony Stark on worldwide TV. Me, I'm a bit skeptical- would Dubya or Cheney have had the same scruples? Anyway, the literal ending itself was pretty interesting, and I think I'll follow along a while longer to see what happens. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.cbldf.org/pr/archives/000411.shtml&quot;&gt;LIBERTY COMICS: A CBLDF BENEFIT BOOK #2:&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2008/08/confessions-of-spinner-rack-junkie.html&quot;&gt;Just like last time&lt;/a&gt;, we get several somewhat heavy-handed and obvious stories, mostly of the barbed satire stripe, apparently OK because it's done by some outstanding creators such as Paul Pope, whose &quot;Loverman&quot; finally sees print, Brian Wood, who dusts off the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Channel Zero &lt;/span&gt;concept, Paul Grist, more &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Apocalypstix &lt;/span&gt;by Ray Fawkes and Cam Stewart, and others, all for a good cause- it's great art showcase. I'm down with the cause, and the propaganda this time is slightly better than last time, but I prefer subtlety. Character flaw on my part, I suppose. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comics.org/issue/666862/cover/4/?style=default&quot;&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comics.org/issue/666862/cover/4/?style=default&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;SCALPED #32:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Things are rapidly coming to a head, it seems, for both Dash and Chief Red Crow...and about the only thing I can predict is that the resolution will most likely be very bloody, and I'm pretty sure nobody will learn any damn life lessons. Once again, consistently consistent in its constant excellence. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicscontinuum.com/stories/0910/06/starstruck2c.htm&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;STARSTRUCK #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's difficult for me to be impartial about this series, so I guess I won't even try. As excellent now as it was 20 plus years ago, and the added scenes are providing clarity- I don't recall if the whole Mary Medea boards the spaceship to go to war in the aftermath of the botched Bajar spy mission scene was in the B&amp;amp;W Dark Horse reprint series, but it read as unfamilar to me, and made her motivations clearer. The dialogue is great, the helter-skelter script construction is still fun, Kaluta's art was never better and has rarely been better since, and the new coloring continues to kick ass. Perhaps I'll find something to nitpick eventually- the Galactic Girl Guides backups still strike me as somewhat trivial- but for now I'm completely in the bag. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt; A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3475&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;STRANGE TALES #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Indie artists slumming once again, or so the attitude of most of these stories would have you believe; still, some are having fun and that gets this across just fine. Best of show, Jacob Chabot's amusing &quot;Lookin' Good, Mr. Grimm&quot; which carries the Thing's resemblance to chia pets to its logical conclusion and reminds us that hig-spirited humor was always a big part of the old FF formula; others which impress are Jim Rugg's long-shelved Brother Voodoo story, Matt Kindt, doing his Super Spy thing with the Black Widow, Jhonen Vazquez's cutesy MODOK, and Tony Millionaire's goofy Bob Burden-esque Iron Man tale. Less impressive is Pete Bagge's long-delayed Hulk, which only reinforces my own held belief that when it comes to the Bradleys or the Beach Boys, Bagge is golden. Everything else, not so much. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.darkhorse.com/Comics/15-965/Witchfinder-In-the-Service-of-Angels-4&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITCHFINDER: IN THE SERVICE OF ANGELS #4: &lt;/a&gt;Continues to be an entertaining smorgasbord of cultists, ghosts, demons, and Mignola's ever-spreading &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Hellboy &lt;/span&gt;mythology, ably brought to moody life by Ben Stenbeck. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, sorry about being so late with these. More coming soon.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-257755702527477311?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 06:17:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>At long last, I have a post with &quot;Gorilla Aliens&quot; in the title.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_08_archive.html#7752511166530934760</link>
         <description>So I was going through some of my boxes the other night and came across a couple of these pack-in comics Dark Horse produced for the early 1990s &lt;cite&gt;Aliens&lt;/cite&gt; action figure series. They're 16 page mini-comics, measuring about 4 1/2 by 4 inches, centered around whatever character/critter figure with which the comic was distributed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I don't have them all...I only bought figures of the actual Aliens, and thus, alas, I do not have the full Space Marines Versus Aliens story serialized in the mini-comics. But, by God, at least I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; have the &lt;cite&gt;Gorilla Alien: Jungle Attack&lt;/cite&gt; comic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/jungleattack1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;319&quot; height=&quot;354&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a swell Mark Nelson cover you're seeing there...Nelson being the fellow who drew Dark Horse's original six-issue &lt;cite&gt;Aliens&lt;/cite&gt; mini-series way back when. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art chores inside this particular installment were by a pre-&lt;cite&gt;Starman&lt;/cite&gt;, way pre-&lt;cite&gt;Ex Machina&lt;/cite&gt; Tony Harris. This is a nice shot, showing the Gorilla Aliens on the move:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/jungleattack2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;355&quot; height=&quot;397&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a Gorilla Alien gettin' Blown Up Real Good:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/jungleattack3.jpg&quot; width=&quot;360&quot; height=&quot;397&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comicbookdb.com/title.php?ID=25835&quot;&gt;other minis&lt;/a&gt; had some interesting creators involved, like &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comicbookdb.com/issue.php?ID=184568&quot;&gt;Dave Johnson drawing the Ripley installment&lt;/a&gt;, which kind of makes me wish I'd gone ahead and picked up the rest of the figures in the line. Especially since I remember seeing them on clearance racks for $2.99 a pop for a couple of years after their initial release. Ah, well...can't buy and store everything.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-7752511166530934760?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>Sluggo Saturday #27.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#3126695774634997650</link>
         <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:200%;&quot;&gt;THE SKEPTICISM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/comparade62tree.jpg&quot; width=&quot;515&quot; height=&quot;421&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF SLUGGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;from &lt;cite&gt;Comics on Parade&lt;/cite&gt; #62 (September 1948)&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-3126695774634997650?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>(Yet another) SECRET SHAME OF MIKE STERLING.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#4114164962613893525</link>
         <description>I own a pog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/swampmanpog.jpg&quot; width=&quot;530&quot; height=&quot;523&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Course it's something sorta Swamp Thing-esque. Also, I didn't realize just how pixelated the thing was 'til I blew it up good and big here for the site. Frankly I'd expect a little better quality control on my rushed-out and cheaply-made fad-exploiting pieces of cardboard.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-4114164962613893525?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;I KNOW I said I was on Hiatus, but&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-know-i-said-i-was-on-hiatus-but.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;I KNOW I said I was on Hiatus, but seriously . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img687.imageshack.us/img687/8803/129019143606768709.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-577953446738038435?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 04:05:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>I had Seven Seconds to say...</title>
         <link>http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-had-seven-seconds-to-say.html</link>
         <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SvMDj4EM8aI/AAAAAAAAErE/mwsFvQy3Fc8/s1600-h/3390_4_4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer;width:264px;height:400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SvMDj4EM8aI/AAAAAAAAErE/mwsFvQy3Fc8/s400/3390_4_4.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400664293027672482&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SvMDjEh9eYI/AAAAAAAAEq8/K8xuVlts49o/s1600-h/3168_4_3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer;width:261px;height:400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SvMDjEh9eYI/AAAAAAAAEq8/K8xuVlts49o/s400/3168_4_3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400664279193844098&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SvMDkbijnFI/AAAAAAAAErM/pz_xPGbfYLY/s1600-h/4394_4_016.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer;width:264px;height:400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SvMDkbijnFI/AAAAAAAAErM/pz_xPGbfYLY/s400/4394_4_016.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400664302550228050&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SvMDkj4ZflI/AAAAAAAAErU/f750OyuoHAE/s1600-h/4420_4_08.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer;width:261px;height:400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SvMDkj4ZflI/AAAAAAAAErU/f750OyuoHAE/s400/4420_4_08.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400664304789323346&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SvMDk09gvhI/AAAAAAAAErc/eGk-YKeuLA4/s1600-h/174744_20090717011345_large.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer;width:257px;height:400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SvMDk09gvhI/AAAAAAAAErc/eGk-YKeuLA4/s400/174744_20090717011345_large.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400664309374172690&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SvMEeNfcswI/AAAAAAAAErk/nj7NqH8Vo6Y/s1600-h/14523_4_008.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer;width:260px;height:400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SvMEeNfcswI/AAAAAAAAErk/nj7NqH8Vo6Y/s400/14523_4_008.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400665295211508482&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Bacardi Show Birthday Greeting goes out to writer &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Loren_Fleming&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;ROBERT LOREN FLEMING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, 53 years young today. Above, a small cover gallery of the many series he's had a hand in over the years. There seems to be one exception, though, and I just can't quite seem to put my finger on which one it is. Oh well, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookgalaxy.com/troublewithcomics/2009/09/she-had-seven-seconds-to-save-world.html&quot;&gt;I'm sure it will come to me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also happens to be the birthday of the &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.samcci.comics.org/_artists/steranko.htm&quot;&gt;great&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.thedrawingsofsteranko.com/&quot;&gt;JIM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jim_Steranko&quot;&gt;STERANKO&lt;/a&gt;, and Guy Fawkes Day as well! (Boy, wouldn't a Steranko-illustrated, Fleming-scripted issue of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Thriller have &lt;/span&gt;been something to see?)&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-5693508000240026145?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 02:54:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>I probably should have posted some of these buttons for Election Day.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#2129974786383828729</link>
         <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/btncritic.jpg&quot; width=&quot;321&quot; height=&quot;287&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in a partial Low Content Mode on the site, here...so I thought I'd show off a few buttons I've picked up for the collection in recent months. Above is, of course, a button for &lt;cite&gt;The Critic&lt;/cite&gt;, starring Jon Lovitz. That was a generally amusing show, I thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of Presidential candidates for whom I can easily imagine the pros and cons of both:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/btncbpres.jpg&quot; width=&quot;287&quot; height=&quot;280&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/btnlucypres.jpg&quot; width=&quot;296&quot; height=&quot;294&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next button is a promo piece for the &lt;cite&gt;Heroes&lt;/cite&gt; TV show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/btnpetrelli.jpg&quot; width=&quot;324&quot; height=&quot;302&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, that show went from &quot;media/fandom darling&quot; to &quot;oh, &lt;i&gt;that's&lt;/i&gt; still on the air?&quot; more quickly than any other show I'm aware of. It's not a &lt;i&gt;bad&lt;/i&gt; program, though it does have a tendency to meander. This season's been pretty good, I think, but the &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.nypost.com/p/entertainment/tv/heroes_looks_at_the_end_lZi7Lt4W5IvBVLJH8Xa0YP&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;cite&gt;Heroes&lt;/cite&gt; is ending!&quot; rumor mill&lt;/a&gt; is going strong yet again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've no idea about this next button:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/btntripper.jpg&quot; width=&quot;406&quot; height=&quot;282&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize the answer is only a Googling away, but I find myself preferring the mystery.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-2129974786383828729?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>Surely they would not promise a giant ape and not deliver.</title>
         <link>http://www.progressiveruin.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#7343289918596152595</link>
         <description>So, that &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B002K0WBDM?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=mikestersprog-20&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=B002K0WBDM&quot;&gt;new DVD release of the 1988 Ruby-Spears &lt;cite&gt;Superman&lt;/cite&gt; cartoon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=mikestersprog-20&amp;l=as2&amp;o=1&amp;a=B002K0WBDM&quot; width=&quot;1&quot; height=&quot;1&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;border:none !important;margin:0px !important;&quot;/&gt;...I've only watched episode #1 on the first disc so far, and I'm surprised at just how...&lt;i&gt;primitive&lt;/i&gt; it all seems, especially considering it was on the air only about four years prior to the debut of &lt;cite&gt;Batman: The Animated Series&lt;/cite&gt;. I'll get into more detail later, I think, but did want to draw attention to this bit from the opening credit sequence: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/titano0.jpg&quot; width=&quot;424&quot; height=&quot;323&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/titano1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;424&quot; height=&quot;323&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/images/titano2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;424&quot; height=&quot;323&quot; border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this segment from the show's opener was taken from an actual episode, and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Titano&quot;&gt;Titano&lt;/a&gt; turns up later on one of the two discs in this DVD set, I will be a very happy man. (I suppose I &lt;i&gt;could&lt;/i&gt; check an online episode guide and find out for sure..but what's the fun in that?)&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6127584-7343289918596152595?l=www.progressiveruin.com%2Findex.html' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Mikester</author>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 16:01:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Haitus Means Never Having to Say&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/11/haitus-means-never-having-to-say-youre.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Haitus Means Never Having to Say You're Sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img156.imageshack.us/img156/8319/markrothkono1419607893.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posting has been light around here, and it's going to be far lighter for the immediate future. I took stock of the current situation (you know, in this crazy thing called life) and realized that it would be the height of irresponsibility for me to be devoting any serious amount of time to this blog right now, for at least the next couple weeks or so. It's not the first time I've gone on hiatus and it won't be the last - hopefully when I do come back I'll have something better up my sleeve than sleepwalking through the week's crappy super pamphlets. Tucker does that better, anyway. Rest assured, things are not bad, just &lt;i&gt;busy&lt;/i&gt;, and hopefully when the dust clears I'll have a future career trajectory at one of our country's finest institutions of higher learning. Or, you know, UC Santa Barbara*. Either one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So: in the meantime, I would like to ask anyone who reads this message to say something stupid in the comments, so as to ward off the inevitable ghost ship analogy. If I post anything in the near future it'll probably be something short and stupid. The proverbial &quot;low-content mode,&quot; but given how low-content this blog usually is that probably means heat-death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If you went to UCSB, just substitute any other chump state school that people only go to because they can't go anywhere else.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-2702591357095363155?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 16:39:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>I gazed a gazely stare.</title>
         <link>http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-gazed-gazely-stare.html</link>
         <description>&lt;iframe class=&quot;embeddedvideo&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/XIqImcEiqnw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; height=&quot;364&quot; width=&quot;445&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the hazy, crazy days of 1973, Scottish pop singer &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lulu_%28singer%29&quot;&gt;Lulu&lt;/a&gt;, who was by then past a string of Sixties hits including &quot;To Sir With Love&quot;, the theme for a film in which she also appeared with Sidney Poitier and for which she was probably best known here in the States, gravitated into the orbit of David Bowie (she years later confessed to a fling, Bowie hasn't commented) and Mick Ronson at the height of the Glitter era...and the a single, a cover of Bowie's 1970 title track from his &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Man Who Sold the World &lt;/span&gt;album, was the result. Above is a TV performance of same from 1974. Although I dearly love the music the Bowie/Ronson team made together, I had not gone as far as to check this out before- although I was aware it existed. The slightly-different arrangement isn't bad, although the sinuous guitar melody line that runs through the original is missing until closer to the end, it's definitely got that honkin' sax that DB liked in this, the pre-Ronson split &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Pinups &lt;/span&gt;era...but I don't think Lulu's vocal does much for the song at all, sorry to say. Her calm, sweet demeanor doesn't really jibe with the ominous paranoiac mood the song (especially in its original version) evokes. I haven't heard the B-side, &quot;Watch that Man&quot;, a fave Bowie track of mine from &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Aladdin Sane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is Ms. Lulu's birthday today, and reading about it got me curious to hear her cover. Thought I'd take the opportunity to send along a BSBdG. Wish I could have been more complimentary- I did like &quot;Sir&quot;, and she was definitely a big part of the whole Swingin' '60s scene. So there's that!&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-5483740530333699843?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 02:28:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;Your bodies will be unlovely...&quot;</title>
         <link>http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-bodies-will-be-unlovely.html</link>
         <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/q-05NVNtIl4IBAA18jCK4g?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/_p1IO2se12VI/Su-WRoH5rII/AAAAAAAAEqc/bkdh2VXESaQ/s800/Druid%20%23003%20-%2013.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-ppQj2I5fOdA7UgONZjcEA?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/_p1IO2se12VI/Su-Y2rxyp4I/AAAAAAAAEqo/OI1P31lTLgU/s800/Druid%20%23003%20-%2014.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A two-page scene from &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Druid&lt;/span&gt; #3, Warren Ellis' sequel-of-sorts to his &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Hellstorm&lt;/span&gt; run in the mid-'90s. I was totally taken by surprise at the cultist's reaction to Ludgate's demand, and I still remember laughing out loud when I read it. Who says Ellis can't do teh funny?&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-4714203213655526814?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 12:31:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Stuff I Read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/11/stuff-i-read-fantastic-four-572-it-is.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Stuff I Read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic Four #572&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is remarkable to me that people are talking about the supposedly weird way that Dale Eaglesham draws Reed Richards, as if Reed is customarily drawn as some kind of stick figure emaciated Ditko goblin. I've been reading &lt;i&gt;Fantastic Four&lt;/i&gt; for decades, historically it's one of my favorite books - I've got a full run of the DeFalco / Ryan run, and I actually like it, which should tell you how much I love the book even at its most questionable. So, to wit, let's look at some pictures of Reed's muscles through the years: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img262.imageshack.us/img262/2857/ff1h.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fantastic Four&lt;/i&gt; #10, 1998. Man, I didn't know we were planning to stop by the gun show this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img682.imageshack.us/img682/2730/ff2k.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fantastic Four&lt;/i&gt; #39, 2001. You could grate cheese off those obliques. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img267.imageshack.us/img267/8094/ff3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fantastic Four&lt;/i&gt; #62, 2002. Is this more along the lines of what most people think Reed Richards looks like? Still pretty muscular. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/6649/ff4x.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fantastic Four&lt;/i&gt; #45, 1965. ZOMG - pplz. jakc kirby TOTALLY duz not no how to drawz reed richards. look at those pythons, son!!!11 Byrne is teh BEST.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words: find something new to talk about, nerds. Reed can stretch his body to look like any damn thing he wishes. If he wants to be cut this month, well, he'll be cut like a knife. Really, let's just focus on the fact that in just three issues the new FF has already entirely washed away the taste of the promising, brilliant-in-moments-but-ultimately-disappointing Millar / Hitch run. Seriously, what about Star Brand Reed Richards? I'm that one guy in the back whose heart starts palpitating when he sees a Star Brand. More Star Brand! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Detective Comics # 858&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can talk all day about how purty it looks, but damned if this script isn't some thin gruel. Like, oh my god, Batwoman is a twin who lost her sister to terrorists - that's real trauma right there. I cannot wait until Williams III leaves in a couple months time - no matter how good his replacement is, he won't be this good, and I wonder how many people are going to admit that if it weren't for Williams' III art, this would be just one or two steps above &lt;i&gt;Outsiders&lt;/i&gt;. The moment we see Batwoman talking about mud on miners' boots, well, I will not be a big enough man not to say &lt;i&gt;I told you so&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;X-Factor #50&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I've been pulling down irregular paychecks from Fantagraphics for the better part of a decade now, I still like Peter David. As mainstream writers go, he can be one of the best when he wants. Sure, he's got more than his fair share of accumulated tics and storytelling tricks, there's the annoying pop-culture shit that still pops up (but seriously, the pop culture references are nowhere near as annoying as they were twenty years back when he seemingly couldn't go ten pages without a TMBG or Ren &amp; Stimpy reference), there's the occasional winks at Bill Mumy or another sort-of but not really famous pal. Regardless: no more annoying than Claremont's &quot;no quarter asked, none given! / take a swim in my mind!&quot; bullshit. Fact is, David is practically the sole surviving master of a very old storytelling style that used to be pretty much &lt;i&gt;de rigeur&lt;/i&gt; all over the comics world: the longform serial no-particular-place-to-go comic book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be asking, but Tim, what about Brubaker's Cap, with it's multi-year story arcs, or Way's &lt;i&gt;Wolverine: Origins&lt;/i&gt;, which isn't that great but is nonetheless a pretty impressive example of a single writer sticking to an overarching macro-story for a long time? The problem with these examples is that they aren't the same thing at all, although you can trick yourself into thinking they are if you're not careful. Both these stories - and just about every long-form serial running now (&lt;i&gt;maybe&lt;/i&gt; not &lt;i&gt;Incredible Hercules&lt;/i&gt;) - are &lt;i&gt;structured&lt;/i&gt;. You get the idea that somewhere Brubaker has a thick binder full of character notes and a master outline regarding exactly where his story is going. You almost get the idea that, even if some of the details changed along the way, he generally knew where he was going to be in issue #50 before he sat down to write issue #1. (I dunno where Cap's death fits into this, whether it was planned from the beginning of Brubaker's first story arc, but I would not at all be surprised if he hadn't had the idea all along, with Civil War merely a fortuitous coincidence in timing.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What David's doing is different, and admirable: he's telling stories from month to month, with little or no care given to how they fit into the eventual trade paperback collection or Omnibus. Sometimes the results are shaggy - few people would argue that the time travel storyline from the book's past year hasn't gone on a bit too long, and that the last few issues were rather blatantly biding time for the anniversary number. But still: long term plots and long term payoffs. And if it doesn't come off as perfectly planned or exquisitely structured - if at times it feels more than a little like a long-running shaggy-dog story - there's something here, a freewheeling elasticity, that feels nice. Superhero comics used to be about just this thing - open-ended storytelling that sometimes germinated into payoff, and sometimes failed to launch altogether, but could nonetheless be interesting along the way. More importantly, David knows these characters well and has their voices down. It almost makes up for the fact that the art has been so iffy in places that, at times, &quot;big reveals&quot; have been flattened by the fact that we're obviously supposed to recognize a charactwr who really just looks like half-a-dozen other brown haired fellows in the same comic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still: not great, but good stuff, and it holds my interest precisely because it holds up far better on a month-to-month basis than it ever will in collected form. Not many people know how to do that anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(One nit-picky question, however, for which I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; would like an answer: if Layla Miller's origin and power set have finally been explained, then how the hell was she able to restore everyone's memory in &lt;i&gt;House of M&lt;/i&gt;? I distinctly recall her being able to make people remember things that otherwise they would not remember, which is why she was important, and why it took more than just Wolverine [who, you recall, was the first person to realize it was all an illusion] to restore the other hero's memories. This applied not merely to the heroes who had been brainwashed in the HoM pocket universe, but also to Wolverine, whose meeting with Layla left him in possession of &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; his memories, even the ones that had been wiped or washed away. I suspect the answer might be something like &quot;she can resurrect dead memories&quot; or what not, but still, it's one of those niggling continuity questions that leaves me scratching my head late at night when I should be reading something else.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Dark Reign: The List: The Punisher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something inescapably sexual here. Frank and Logan did this dance a few times, never able to consummate their suppressed desires, always left frustrated by their inability to seal the deal. (Garth Ennis had Frank blow Wolverine in half, and then a couple months later in Wolverine, Wolverine found some gay porn mags in Frank's satchel, which I've always seen as a rather gratuitous unveiling of obvious subtext, not to mention just massively homophobic.) Still, finally, Frank Castle gets to have sex with a clawed man: only it's not the father. The father wasn't man enough to seal the deal. Only Daken is man enough to finally penetrate &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.sextoy.com/prod_info.php?a=sextoycom&amp;pnum=CNVAOB-ST660000&quot;&gt;the Punisher&lt;/a&gt;. (Note: that last link, probably not safe for work unless you work somewhere more interesting than I do.) I imagine when Daken and Logan meet up next, Logan will have some choice words for his son regarding his ex-lover. It's sort of like how Bruce Willis and Cybill Shepherd could never fuck on moonlighting, it would ruin the chemistry - Wolverine knew he and Frank could only ever dance around each other. Daken is a philistine, there is no romance in his mohawked soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But really, Franken-Castle? Does no one remember Angel Punisher? Even if the story looks promising, it's just a general good rule that the Punisher and the supernatural do not mix well. Although, I will admit, the preview pages here with the Man-Thing [actually being cool and menacing for a change] and his new friends are pretty cool, and promise some interesting stuff to come. And did anyone read that last arc of &lt;i&gt;Punisher&lt;/i&gt;? The one with the Hood? No one, it seems, was paying attention, but that last issue [#10, I believe] had the Punisher doing just about the coldest thing I've ever seen him do, Garth Ennis not excepted. I mean, really, if you haven't read it I won't give it away, but that's some &lt;i&gt;unbelievably&lt;/i&gt; cold shit right there.)&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-7355612574557856331?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 03:20:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>What a cut-up.</title>
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         <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wJz85BEa5b7UFy2iKs7QGw?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SuvLb1LD7WI/AAAAAAAAEpM/JRzkcEGRUXU/s800/HappyHalloween.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you all a happy and safe Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art by &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.mattdixon.co.uk/gallery.htm&quot;&gt;Matt Dixon&lt;/a&gt;, found via &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://drawn.ca/2009/10/28/matt-dixons-horrific-honeys/&quot;&gt;Drawn!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-2219685261826496922?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 17:22:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>Another multi-cover Bacardi Show Birthday Greeting!</title>
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border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/Sut5nVyhYyI/AAAAAAAAEo4/dkdAsUsehl4/s1600-h/lotdk43.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer;width:206px;height:320px;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/Sut5nVyhYyI/AAAAAAAAEo4/dkdAsUsehl4/s320/lotdk43.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398542295104578338&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:left;&quot;&gt;Yep, it's another of those big multi-cover birthday tributes, this time in honor of &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/P._Craig_Russell&quot;&gt;P. CRAIG RUSSELL&lt;/a&gt;, who turns 58 on this very day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw his art, early in his career on an Ant-Man tale in &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comics.org/issue/25838/cover/4/?style=default&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Marvel Feature&lt;/span&gt; #7&lt;/a&gt;, inked by mentor Dan Adkins and someone named Mark Kersey, I wasn't impressed. But then, a year or two later, I spied a copy of &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comics.org/issue/28137/cover/4/?style=default&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Amazing Adventures &lt;/span&gt;#28&lt;/a&gt; on the spinner rack, and was surprised to see how much he'd progressed in the interim. And not only that, but I soon discovered that I loved the feature as well- &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;War of the Worlds &lt;/span&gt;feat. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Killraven&lt;/span&gt;, and began a fandom for both that has lasted to this day. It's been something to see how he's refined and developed his style over the years as well, from trying to play by the Marvel house rules to streamlining it, incorporating a myriad of influences. He's gone on to do a ton of work for a variety of publishers, including many adaptations of classic fairy tales and operas, and he brings the same verve and imagination to all of them. It's always a treat for me to see new artwork by Russell, one of my art heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.pcraigrussell.net/&quot;&gt;Here's his official site.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-9184577633750343685?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 11:30:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>Sign of the times.</title>
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         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SuhZp0NUR1I/AAAAAAAAEnc/A38kptP85pg/s1600-h/tcj45.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0pt 10px 10px 0pt;float:left;cursor:pointer;width:301px;height:400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SuhZp0NUR1I/AAAAAAAAEnc/A38kptP85pg/s400/tcj45.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397662728327546706&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You see it happening all the time these days; there's even a &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.magazinedeathpool.com/magazine_death_pool/&quot;&gt;blog devoted to it.&lt;/a&gt; Newspapers and print magazines are dying out, or at least the more repetitive iterations of same-- a winnowing of the herd, if you will-- and the Internet, along with the economy, are mostly to blame, it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with this in mind, it's a bit sad- and yet it isn't- to see &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://tcj.com/journalista/?p=1095&quot;&gt;the announcement today&lt;/a&gt; that the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Comics Journal&lt;/span&gt; will no longer be on its bi-monthly, or quarterly, or whatever it was on, publishing schedule. Instead, they will offer a twice-yearly &quot;bigger and more elaborate&quot; issue, and concentrate most of their efforts towards expanding and redesigning their website, and providing most of its content there, supposedly free to all. Click on the link above to get the skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookgalaxy.com/blog/2009/10/comics-journals-end-and-new-beginning.html&quot;&gt;Alan David Doane said this morning&lt;/a&gt;, back in the day- we're talking late 70s and into the 80s- the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Journal&lt;/span&gt; was a hell of a thing, comparable mostly to the nothing-is-sacred attitude of rock's &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;CREEM&lt;/span&gt; magazine than anything else, always striving to point out work that was better than the norm, and comparing/contrasting that work to the current output of the major companies of the day. While sometimes shots were taken that were uncalled for (the slagging of Don Heck's reputation comes to mind), at least they had opinions, and often passionate ones at that. Also, for my money, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;TCJ&lt;/span&gt; featured some of the best interviews I have ever read (and I'm not always crazy about interviews), and always had top notch art, even the filler illos in the letters page, some of which were done by the Hernandez Bros. early on, pre-&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Love &amp;amp; Rockets&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ad now, I begin a rambling and personal account of my history with the Journal. You may skip ahead one paragraph if you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying an issue here and there via mail order or from my friend Dave Puckett (probably the first place I ever saw a copy), I eventually broke down and subscribed, and did so for many years. The cover of the earliest issue I own now is posted above. Finally, sometime in the mid-late '90s, turned off by the increasingly sour, dismissive and cynical tone that had begun to really become noticeable in practically everything that was written (It was always that way to an extent, but it had gotten excessively so by then, in my opinion), as well as an ever-increasing price point combined with the ever-crappier gray newsprint stock paper that the interiors were printed on...well, I stopped buying. By then, I had stopped subscribing (my comics shop gave discounts for holds customers then, and I figured I was breaking even), but it was five or six bucks that I could spend elsewhere, so I bade farewell to the Journal, thinking I'd pick up an issue when I could afford it and if someone I was interested in was featured. And sure enough, I &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookdb.com/issue.php?ID=155119&quot;&gt;did&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookdb.com/issue.php?ID=155121&quot;&gt;that&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookdb.com/issue.php?ID=155128&quot;&gt;for&lt;/a&gt; a &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookdb.com/issue.php?ID=155132&quot;&gt;while&lt;/a&gt;. But eventually, the Interweb came along, as did Fantagraphics' web site, and hey! They reprinted stuff from the Journal right there on their site! Plus, they had a cool news column that could actually report current comics news (a longtime bugaboo with the print edition)! And hey! When I got started blogging, I even got mentioned in that column a couple of times! (A far cry from today, where I do not exist as far as Deppey is concerned) And eventually, a lot of outstanding comics-related content became available to all via the rise of the Comics Blogosphere, much of it written by people who had read and were influenced by TCJ itself. So the upshot is that it's been quite some time since I actually purchased a physical copy, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookdb.com/issue.php?ID=169007&quot;&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; was my last, I believe...and I can't believe I'm the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is a natural and inevitable progression, I believe, and while I, who will always have an nostalgic attachment to paper (not only comics and magazines, but album covers as well), still must acknowledge the necessity of this move. I wish them the best of luck- even though I gripe about them, I can't imagine the world of comics without Groth and the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Journal&lt;/span&gt; to comment on it.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-2003491531032221273?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 02:31:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Stuff I Read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredible&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/10/stuff-i-read-incredible-hulk-603.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Stuff I Read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredible Hulk #603 / Wolverine: Origins #41&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're long past the point where anyone gets any credit for pointing out continuity gaffes, and hopefully most of us are adult enough to not really care. (Except I do, sort of, when the gaffe involves a comic I like or remember fondly.) I do not like either of these comics, and think they are both pretty terrible, but when taken together they do something rather interesting: they tell the exact same story, only different in such a way as that they are 100% mutually contradictory. To wit: the first meeting between the now Hulk-less Bruce Banner and his son Skaar, and Wolverine. Wolverine &quot;meets&quot; Skaar for the first time in both books, under different circumstances. In one, Bruce Banner throws Skaar at Daken in the name of socializing his giant mutant bastard offspring; Banner and Wolverine also share a beer. In the other, Wolverine tracks Banner and Skaar to a junkyard where, somehow, Banner managed to set himself up with a temporary job as a scrapheap operator, and then Skaar drop kicks Wolverine onto a tree a few miles off. Both comics work pretty hard to make Bruce Banner a monumentally unlikeable character. I will reiterate that neither comic is very good &lt;i&gt;at all&lt;/i&gt;, but it's still pretty remarkable how they managed to sneak onto the stands &lt;i&gt;on the very same day&lt;/i&gt;. It's like they're just trying desperately to see if anyone is awake at this point. It takes a lot of work to make Jeph Loeb look like Proust, but I'll be damned if his Red &lt;i&gt;Hulk&lt;/i&gt; book isn't eleventy-billion times better than any of this shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, the current plotline in &lt;i&gt;Incredible&lt;/i&gt; centers on Bruce Banner training his son to be really good at fighting so that he can kill the Hulk (or, more, specifically, his sort-of evil &quot;Green Scar&quot; personality) when he resurfaces. This plotline was set into motion when Banner got a big bear-hug from the Red Hulk that rendered him unable to turn into the Hulk again. However, Banner is certain that this is only a temporary solution (as it has proven to be all the other times Banner was &quot;permanently&quot; cured of the Hulk), and that he will inevitably become the Hulk again in time. Wouldn't it still be a lot easier to just put a bullet in your head? I mean, that's why Banner could never commit suicide, right, because the Hulk would take over and heal whatever injury Banner inflicted on himself? Well, if he can't turn into the Hulk at present but is sure he will again someday, why not take advantage of the temporary reprieve and just embrace the &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HIgLA_J11dY&quot;&gt;suicide solution&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Mighty Avengers #30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Tom Brevoort's asserted that the &quot;old school&quot; Avengers weren't coming back anytime soon because the &quot;New&quot; Avengers had become far more popular than the old status quo, I didn't see anyone point out that this book pretty much &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; the &quot;old school&quot; Avengers. Sure, there are lots of new faces, but most of the new characters - like the Young Avengers, Amadeus Cho - still have family or kinship connections to the team's classic iteration. Most importantly, you've got Hank Pym, the Vision, Jocasta, Hercules, Quicksilver, US Agent - all long-time Avengers. I know there are some out there who think this is something of a misfire, but this book puts a big smile on my face month in and month out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some have asserted that it's somewhat odd that people would feel so much in the way of proprietary interest in the continuation of one particular kind of Avengers comic book, considering how elastic a concept the Avengers really is - just a group of super-heroes who get together to fight huge threats, right? But that misses the point. For old-school fans - such as myself - the Avengers isn't just a loose concept on which to hang any number of different types of stories, in the same way that, say, the Justice League or even the X-Men are. The Avengers is a team book concerned with a loose-knit family of characters - a large family of characters, a family that's always adopting new members and seeing old members come and go, but a family nonetheless. There needs to be some kind of continuity with the ongoing saga or it really isn't the same family. There was a point in the last couple years where the New Avengers iteration didn't have a single member who had not been an Avenger prior to Bendis' relaunch (not counting Spider-Man, who had been a reserve member since the early 90s but who had never served on an active roster) - Luke Cage, Iron Fist, Doctor Strange, Echo, Wolverine. It didn't hurt sales, but it was nonetheless slightly surreal to see an Avengers comic where there was no connection at all to the team's history. For me, that's what the Avengers is, and why it was always one of my very favorite books growing up: history. That's the essential ingredient of the Avengers above and beyond any specific matrix of characters - the sense of history. That's why certain iterations &quot;feel&quot; like the Avengers when others don't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to see Hank Pym and Hercules and Quicksilver in the same pages again; it's awesome that someone thought to remember Quicksilver and US Agent's long-standing antagonism; it's cool that they're seamlessly folding the Young Avengers' saga into the ongoing tapestry. Because this is a book that actually &lt;i&gt;feels&lt;/i&gt; like its connected to the core strengths of its franchise - or, at least, the core strengths of the franchise if you grew up reading the Avengers from a very young age. &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicsreporter.com/index.php/10_ways_you_and_i_read_our_comics_in_the_weirdest_way_possible/&quot;&gt;Tom Spurgeon recently asserted&lt;/a&gt;, in response to Brevoort's comments, that it was a slightly quaint and revanchist notion to imagine that &quot;a specific line-up of muscled superheroes [might be] the correct way to bring into some creative reality a really loose concept with thousands of possible variations&quot;. I can see the wisdom in that statement on the face of it, but it discounts the possibility that the idea of the Avengers might have legitimate meaning to longtime readers outside the very loose requirement of a bunch of superheroes getting together to fuck shit up. I think it's not unreasonable to define the Avengers franchise as having some intrinsic connection to the abovementioned sense of shared history. It's like saying concept of Superman boils down merely to a super-strong alien with a secret identity, and discounting the importance of seeming secondary concerns such as Lois Lane, Lex Luthor and Smallville. You have to be careful when you're cutting ideas to the bone that you don't accidentally remove something you thought was vestigial but turned out to actually be essential. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, this kind of shared, oftentimes choking history is precisely the reason the franchise had to be rebooted in the first place. There are many different kinds of Avengers comics that could be made, and there's no argument that the &quot;New&quot; type of Avengers comic is far more successful than the &quot;Old&quot;. &lt;i&gt;Mighty&lt;/i&gt; doesn't sell near as well as &lt;i&gt;New&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Dark&lt;/i&gt; precisely because it is very much plugged into the old, supposedly discredited storytelling engine. But thankfully we live in a world where old farts like myself can be flattered with secondary spinoffs that appeal to our sense of history. In other wordS: This is basically what I always wanted superhero comics to be like when I was ten, and that is &lt;i&gt;awesome&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Outsiders #23&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick reminder: this book still sucks. But lets run the numbers quickly, just to be sure: You've got Man-Bat and Killer Croc teaming up after randomly meeting in the swamp - Batman's two least interesting villains, I'm sorry but it's true. You've got Katana (might as well be wallpaper), the Creeper (how can you make the Creeper boring? by drawing him to look less like a terrifying creature of random chaos and more like a sarcastic drag queen) and Halo (who actually comes off as the most interesting character here, which is really saying something). I will say, however, that I was wrong to dismiss artist Fernando Pasarin so brusquely when I discussed the last issue of this title: he's actually not a bad artist, with a solid grasp of storytelling basics and an occasional eye for interesting layout. His characters have a solid weight to them and his faces are distinctive. The problem is that it would be impossible for even the best artist in the world to make anything of this bland hash: it's Katana, Halo and the Creeper wandering around the swamp looking for Killer Croc and Man-Bat. Perhaps the least promising set-up for a comic since, I don't know, Geo-Force and Metamorpho decided to deliver a lengthy exegesis on the many varieties of mud found on coal minders' boots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say Pasarin was good enough that he deserved a better assignment than this dreck, but knowing DC, their idea of a higher-profile gig might consist of drawing chapter 7 of &quot;The Hunt for Reactron.&quot;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-2088572911127644044?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <title>Happy Blogiversary to Me.</title>
         <link>http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-blogiversary-to-me.html</link>
         <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/U7B8rA7whW8WVnFz8yGQSA?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SuN0Gmyj3mI/AAAAAAAAEm4/8g-Jha7byXc/s800/1428_4_107.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, 'twas on this very day, seven years ago, that I decided to start writing stuff on the Internet for public consumption. Even though I've slowed down a lot (or perhaps spread myself a bit thin) over the last few years, I have no intention of stopping completely anytime soon, and as always, I appreciate each and every one of those of you who stop by and read, no matter how infrequently I post. You're all aces in my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And appropriately enough, this is my 100th post of 2009! Time was, I had 100 by April.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-4469408817652983782?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 09:34:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>Be true to your teeth and they won't be false to you.</title>
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         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SuGtcMJDHEI/AAAAAAAAEms/VuSNxTgnWho/s1600-h/soupy.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0pt 10px 10px 0pt;float:left;cursor:pointer;width:369px;height:385px;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SuGtcMJDHEI/AAAAAAAAEms/VuSNxTgnWho/s400/soupy.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395784528373685314&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was New Years' Day, 1965. I was five years old. I watched Soupy Sales's program that day, and Soupy told me to remove all the &quot;funny green pieces of paper with pictures of U.S. Presidents&quot; out of my parents' wallets and mail them to him. Of course, I did so. I got a severe beating (spent over a week in the hospital, and I still walk kinda funny to this day), my parents sued, lost their case, and lost their house due to all the legal bills. As we struggled to get our lives back in order thanks to Sales' irresponsible prank, we cursed his name every day and I never ever watched any Soupy Sales show again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, this is bullshit. That said, I think Soupy Sales would appreciate the joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, truth be told, I never really paid a lot of attention to the &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soupy_Sales&quot;&gt;Soupster&lt;/a&gt; on TV back in the early '60s. I vaguely remember the version of the show that ABC aired around 1965 or so, which I might have viewed once or twice (probably not on New Years', though) and he was a constant guest-star presence on shows (&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;The Flintstones&lt;/span&gt;, even!) that I did watch as that decade went on, continuing in the '70s, where he always seemed to be popping up on game shows and stuff like &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Love American Style&lt;/span&gt;. Still, he was a definite part of the cultural zeitgeist, and everybody knew who the heck he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's with a little bit of sadness that I see where &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.latimes.com/news/obituaries/la-me-soupy-sales23-2009oct23,0,699167.story&quot;&gt;he has passed on&lt;/a&gt;- while he wasn't as &quot;special&quot; to me as he was to &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.hembeck.com/&quot;&gt;some&lt;/a&gt;, He was a small part of my rapidly-fading childhood memories- heck, he even appeared as a panelist on &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Match Game&lt;/span&gt;- and thus will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quote above was the only quote I could find attributed to him; I'm sure that better can be found with enough digging, so by all means keep looking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Soupy-related side note- his sons, Hunt and Tony, pursued a career as professional musicians and played on a lot of music that I have bought and listened to- with Todd Rundgren on his first couple of solo albums, on through a short stint in Paris, the post-Fleetwood Mac group with Bob Welch, as well as David Bowie and Iggy Pop in the late '70s, on some of the best albums by either. They reunited with Bowie in his late '80s Tin Machine group project as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP, Soupy.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-5716019745260140344?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 01:18:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Wait . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/10/wait.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Wait . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have to reevaluate my dismissal of &lt;i&gt;Wolverine: Origins&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img32.imageshack.us/img32/8586/116wolverineorigins44.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, really? Hands up if you expected the next step in Way's masterplan to involve any kind of reference to Gerber's &lt;i&gt;Defenders&lt;/i&gt;. That's so weird it kind of blows my mind. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-1652514852088210487?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <title>CONFESSIONS OF A SPINNER RACK JUNKIE.</title>
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         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SsP0JPoOGsI/AAAAAAAAEkM/cNaQCAwe_oY/s1600-h/spinner+rack.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0pt 0pt 10px 10px;float:right;cursor:pointer;width:240px;height:320px;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SsP0JPoOGsI/AAAAAAAAEkM/cNaQCAwe_oY/s320/spinner+rack.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387418018916473538&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time once more for a way overdue &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;CONFESSIONS OF A SPINNER RACK JUNKIE&lt;/span&gt;, in which I opine in shortish fashion about comics that I have bought and/or received and/or read in the interval between October 1st and 15th, some of which may even still be on sale at finer comics selling establishments worldwide if you're lucky. Or not, as the case may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3465&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;DETECTIVE COMICS #857:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This textbook example of the power of art with vision and imagination to enhance and enliven otherwise ordinary scripts continues in full force here; while Rucka's story is no great shakes, J.H. Williams III makes it look real purty. And even though this particular storyline is run of the mill, his Batwoman isn't; I like the prickly-yet-caring personality she's shown so far, and the back-and-forth between her and her Alfred-figure military dad is intriguing. There's also a mildly eyebrow-lifting reveal at the end that piques my interest as well. So far, so good. The Question backup, not so much. It's steadfastly bland, and sure, I liked Renee Montoya from &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Gotham Central&lt;/span&gt; and other Rucka Bat-stories as much as anyone, but I'll continue to say it- jerry-rigging her into the Question persona was not a good idea, and if this is the best that can be done with her/it, then maybe we should just retire her/it. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.bzzurkk.com/2009/09/hellblazer-259-preview/&quot;&gt;HELLBLAZER #259:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Two things- Simon Bisley art (and I don't always say that- sometimes he gets carried away with the absurdity and distortion, and not always in a good way) and the huh-what? re-introduction of Kathy George from Milligan's fan-favorite &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Shade&lt;/span&gt;- lift this up a notch from what we've been getting previously. I am happy that his current JCH storyline is going in unpredictable directions, but I can't help but feel like he's winging it now, as it seems like it should have wrapped two issues ago. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3481&amp;amp;disp=table&quot;&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3481&amp;amp;disp=table&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;HEROGASM #5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The &quot;Supies&quot;, a caped-set awards show notion that Adam Warren beat Garth to in &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Empowered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; months ago&lt;/span&gt;, provides the background for more extrapolation and enhancment of what he had already set in motion in &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;The Boys. &lt;/span&gt;Surprising, perhaps: a bit of sympathy for the Homelander? Not so surprising: more &quot;cum-sponge&quot; jokes. Plus, Hughie sure is taking a long time to realize he's been buggered. As always, if you like the main title, you will need to be keeping up with this as well.&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3397&amp;amp;disp=table&quot;&gt;IMMORTAL WEAPONS #3:&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So far, this series has been very good, shining a spotlight on the warriors that Danny Rand brought back with him from the Tournament at the Heart of Heaven waaay back in his most recent series...but this issue is the best so far, and somewhat surprisingly it deals with the one Weapon who has had the least exposure, the Chinese folk hero-style Dog Brother. DB is nowhere to be found in this case, though, except in stories told by one street urchin to another, and it's their saga that provides most of the story, as well as a poignant ending that ties it all together in great, affecting fashion. Artist Tim Green, who we had seen doing a flashback story in the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Immortal Iron Fist&lt;/span&gt; series, illustrates this with nuance skill in his finely-detailed style. The backup story continues the Iron Fist tale that I suspect was slated for his &quot;on hiatus&quot; title, and is interesting enough; it sports a new artist, Hatuey Diaz with an odd drawing style that reminds me a bit of what Faryl Dalyrmple did on Omega the Unknown a while back.&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt; A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3432&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;INCREDIBLE HERCULES #135:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amadeus Cho's turn again, as his investigation into his past gets center stage once more in alternating fashion. This one's a labored old-time movie serial-style semi-farce that at least boasts a cool character name with Captain Japanazi and a decent enough reveal at the end, plus Rodney Buchemi's art works well enough...so it gets by. The Thorcules saga is better so far, though. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicvine.com/madame-xanadu-exodus-noir-part-five-unto-the-furnace/37-172609/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;MADAME XANADU #15:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finale of the three-parter which has turned out to be a treat for not only fans of Madame X but those who miss &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Sandman Mystery Theatre&lt;/span&gt; as well. Even though this sometimes looked rushed, it was a huge treat to see the Kaluta art on interiors as well as exteriors; between this and &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Starstruck&lt;/span&gt;, we haven't seen this much MwK in our four color funnybooks since the old DC ERB days. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicvine.com/marvel-divas-book-three-a-night-to-remember/37-173419/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;MARVEL DIVAS #3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As smartly illustrated, with well-done dramatics and well-placed levity in just the right proportion. Interesting cliffhanger this time out, considering the history between Patsy and Daimon Hellstorm, who, between &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Ghost Riders &lt;/span&gt;and this, has rarely, if ever, had it better (at least appearances-wise) in print before. Whoever commissioned that sex-kitten cover (#1's, of course) from Scott Campbell should be smacked in the back of the head. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3517&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;MODELS, INC. #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the other hand, this one disappoints just a bit, especially when compared to its sister publication cited above; it's soap-opera murder mystery plot is fine, and the character interaction works well enough, I suppose, but there's a sort of joylessness about this, rote-ness if you will, and that kinda sucks the fun out of it. Perhaps if the artist was a bit better at drawing attractive comic-book females, who knows. The intro page was cute. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;C+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3318&amp;amp;disp=table&quot;&gt;PLANETARY #27: &lt;/a&gt;Yeah I read this early; the height of irony for such an overdue title if I do say so myself. I seem to recall reviewing the previous couple of issues quite favorably about, what was it, 2006?- but this one fails to inspire similar enthusiasm simply because it's fairly obvious that this was tossed out in a &quot;Oh, all right, HERE&quot; fashion. I remember Ellis having to do this sort of thing once before, when he was faced with having to write the (somewhat unexpected, if I read the letters page correctly) final issue of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Hellstorm&lt;/span&gt; after having just launched what was intended to be a multi-issue epic...and he did it in grimly amusing fashion, having Daimon pop in on the characters that he was going to be in conflict with, and just ruthlessly destroying them, or at least neutering the threat they posed. I hadn't ever seen anything handled like that before in comics, and it has stuck with me to this day. This time, Ellis had a little more warning, and therefore chose to concentrate on one central part of the vast tapestry he spent all that time establishing...and while the inclination is to want more, I suppose he was being just as ruthless by pretty much ignoring others to clear up what happened to the missing member of the Planetary team at the expense of everything else. Of course, this all flows along smoothly and works OK as a story; Ellis being Ellis, we get the usual hosts of ideas cribbed from Metafilter and Boing Boing, all described to the reader as tersely as possible. And befitting the epilogue that this is, each character gets a chance to do something one last time, be it expository (Drums- his exchanges with Snow were always good for a chuckle) in nature or physical (Jakita, of course), it works within that &quot;here we go again, one more time&quot; framework. Ellis is but one half the equation, though- Cassaday really grew up in front of our eyes on this book (and elsewhere, X-books, what have you, I know), and his work, far more assured and expressive of course than at the beginning, is really what gets the whole across. In the hands of lesser artists, like the ones Ellis has laboring for him under a lot of his other titles, this would be an unpleasant slog...but Cassaday makes it work and work well, and neutralizes somewhat Ellis' sour tone. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Planetary&lt;/span&gt; sure morphed into something unforeseen before it was done, and I'm not always sure that that was a good thing, but overall it was a diverting read and I'm glad I was along for the ride. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3466&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;POWER GIRL #5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three hot alien chicas crashland on Earth, one hot dude follows in pursuit. PG investigates, meets dude. Progresses pretty much how you think it will, but it plays to Amanda Connor's considerable strengths, and is therefore still worth your time. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/prev_img.php?pid=1450&amp;amp;disp=rr&quot;&gt;THUNDERBOLTS #136:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Diggle, you are forgiven. Now, let's see where we go from here. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=article&amp;amp;id=22979&quot;&gt;UNDERGROUND #1:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I reviewed this a month or so ago from an advance PDF, and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2009/06/few-items-of-note.html&quot;&gt;here it is again in case you didn't read it then.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3525&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;X-MEN vs. AGENTS OF ATLAS #1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I understand, this is just a stab at expanding the brand awareness of the struggling &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Agents of Atlas&lt;/span&gt; ongoing, now on a hiatus of some sort. That's all very well and good, and I suppose it's as good a way as any to indoctrinate the heathen as to the wonderful exploits of the Agents, who are done very well as always. Problem is, it's not just an AoA story, and no matter how well Parker writes them, I simply can't care less about whatever permutation of the X-Men we're being given...that ship sailed for me long ago, and that tempers my enjoyment of this marriage of convenience just a bit, even though both Carlos Pagulyan and especially Chris Samnee, who really should have a regular gig by now, provide very good visuals. I'll keep buying, because I am invested in the Agents enough to want to see where Parker is taking them, and yes, because Venus (even this version) is in it. The things we do for love sometimes. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-6221697062757322273?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 03:01:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Exeunt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/10/exeunt-i-was-employing-standard-where.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Exeunt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot; http://img44.imageshack.us/img44/8776/2982340225.jpg &quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I was employing a standard where the culturally ubiquitous Superman and its hundreds and hundreds of issues of &lt;i&gt;Action Comics&lt;/i&gt; and related titles was the accepted ideal. While I had always rejected the crass measurements that so many people in comics used that were basically cultural versions of the Thing vs. the Hulk, here I was applying a variation of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perniciousness of this bias struck me recently when I saw &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://marvel.com/blogs/Tom_Brevoort/entry/1607&quot;&gt;an article on &quot;Classic Avengers&quot; vs. &quot;Bendis Avengers&quot;&lt;/a&gt; and through it entertained the notion that there are some fans out there that to varying degrees considered a specific line-up of muscled superheroes to be the correct way to bring into some creative reality a really loose concept with thousands of possible variations. They did so for the simple reason, I think, that they had always been catered to with that particular solution. This is sort of like expecting Terry Bradshaw to still be quarterback of the Pittsburgh Steelers, or for all your friends to still be just as excited about a new RUSH album the way they would have been in 1985, or for Walter Cronkite or someone looking like him to be hosting the CBS News.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicsreporter.com/index.php/index/10_ways_you_and_i_read_our_comics_in_the_weirdest_way_possible/&quot;&gt;Tom Spurgeon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;There is no law stating that the X-Men must always be the most popular franchise in comics. There is no guarantee that those titles which are most popular today will be the most popular in five or ten years or even next month. The fact is that the mainstream comics industry is built on consistency of a kind that is fairly rare in entertainment, in that it is built upon corporate-owned properties that have survived and thrived for many multiple decades with little or no interruption of production. &lt;i&gt;Dr. Who&lt;/i&gt; was canceled for fifteen years with only one horrible TV movie produced for the whole of the 1990s. &lt;i&gt;Star Trek&lt;/i&gt; was nonexistent for ten years between the cancellation of the show and the first movie, and even after &lt;i&gt;The Motion Picture&lt;/i&gt; it was still almost a decade before the show returned to TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these are anodyne examples: &lt;i&gt;Guiding Light&lt;/i&gt; ran for seventy-two years in one format or another, before finally being canceled. It was canceled last month, incidentally. Considering the show had been in production since Franklin Roosevelt's second term - just one year older than Superman - you would have expected there to have been a huge uproar upon its cancellation. Anything that runs for 72 uninterrupted years has to be some kind of American cultural institution, right? But the reason &lt;i&gt;Guiding Light&lt;/i&gt; was canceled was simply that &lt;i&gt;no one was watching it anymore&lt;/i&gt;, and furthermore, attempts to update the show's format and content had met with precious little success. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this for a minute in comic book terms: can you imagine a world without &lt;i&gt;Action Comics&lt;/i&gt;? Even if, like me, you haven't bought an issue of &lt;i&gt;Action&lt;/i&gt; in decades, it still feels like something that should be definitively &quot;forever&quot;, doesn't it? Just the idea that someday DC might publish an issue of &lt;i&gt;Action&lt;/i&gt; with the words &quot;LAST ISSUE&quot; emblazoned on the cover feels, I dunno, slightly wrong. It's been a part of the architecture of our particular corner of the universe since the very beginning. It &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; the beginning, for Chrissakes. But think about the fact that &lt;i&gt;Action&lt;/i&gt; will turn 100 years old in 2038. That's almost thirty years, a long time, but barring national catastrophe most of the people reading this blog right now will probably still be alive in another thirty years. Do you think &lt;i&gt;Action&lt;/i&gt; is still going to be around? Or is it going to be something else - say, some kind of fanciful future format digital download? Or will the property just be &lt;i&gt;gone&lt;/i&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainstream comic book companies in America operate under the assumption that things are always going to be the way they are now. Meaning: DC will always publish Batman and Superman, Marvel will always publish Spider-Man and the Hulk. Disney and Warner Brothers (putting aside the fact that they own Marvel and DC now) don't rely on this kind of perpetuity for their quarterly profits. Sure, Disney is &lt;i&gt;extremely&lt;/i&gt; concerned with not letting Mickey Mouse pass into public domain, but in all honesty, how much money did Mickey make for the company last year? He's a symbolic figurehead. If someone at Disney passed an edict saying that no one could ever make another new Mickey Mouse cartoon or movie, I don't think many people would really be too concerned with the company's future profitability. Ditto for Bugs Bunny. No one - or, very few people - are sitting around with dynamite Mickey and Bugs stories in their back pocket anymore. (I'm not talking about the comics adaptations of these characters, mind you, for obvious reasons.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words: if a new Mickey Mouse cartoon tanks, it's not the end of the world. There is no assumption - or if there is, I'd be surprised - that a large percentage of the company's profits each and every month will be generated by Mouse-related media and assorted spin-offs. They've got other stuff like &lt;i&gt;High School Musical&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Hannah Montana&lt;/i&gt; or who the fuck knows what animated series with dancing gophers or some such. They're going to think of something new tomorrow and probably the day after that as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marvel? They keep trying to come up with something new, but last I heard &lt;i&gt;Runaways&lt;/i&gt; was due for yet another reboot. Seriously, for twenty-five years X-Men was their go-to title: even before it was their sales juggernaut, it was their cutting edge. It was the book that other books wanted to be when they grew up. &lt;i&gt;New Teen Titans&lt;/i&gt; was DC's biggest success for many years specifically because it was the X-Men with Robin. When I asked the question, &quot;why aren't the &lt;i&gt;X-Men&lt;/i&gt; as popular as they used to be?&quot;, the unspoken corollary to that question is that the fact that the X-Men are on the wane is in some way unusual. Think about it: one property which had been either ascendant or dominant throughout the entire industry for the better part of a quarter-century slows down a bit, and suddenly you've got the British infantry band playing &quot;The World Turned Upside Down&quot; at Yorktown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons we have this idea regarding the X-Men's invincibility is that Marvel put it in our heads. Just like a few generations of Americans grew up with the idea that &quot;what's good for General Motors is good for America&quot; ringing in their ears, its been CW that &quot;what's good for the X-Men is good for the direct market&quot;. It goes without saying that without the X-Men there would be no direct market as it currently exists today: the mainstream industry would probably have imploded in the late 90s if Marvel had declared Chapter 7 instead of 11. All the independent publishers who didn't have fuck-all to do with superheroes would probably have gone by the wayside if all the major specialist distributor channels had dried up - all you folks who love buying your new comics-with-spines down at Borders or Barnes &amp; Noble, cast your minds back to a time before those retail channels existed. Marvel almost destroyed the industry when they bought Hero's World, but the fact is that it was their product that kept the stores alive in the long aftermath of that bloodbath. Look at the charts: Marvel's rough market share percentage hasn't changed in over a decade, not since Image and Valiant imploded. For most of that time the largest part of Marvel's dollar and unit share was X-Books. It's not anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weird part is that Marvel as a company aren't ready to acknowledge that the franchise has peaked - or even that, if it hasn't peaked, it needs some time off before it can perform again. When the X-Men were the number one franchise in comics they built an incredibly powerful editorial apparatus around the books to guide and control the direction. The books were so important that nothing could be allowed to pass unexamined: every creative decision was micromanaged and second guessed, characters and creators were treated as interchangeable and at the same time jealously guarded. This worked to a point - in the early-to-mid-90s when the books were at their inarguable peak, the machine ran smoothly. When things sputtered late in the decade, the weaknesses of such a top-heavy system became obvious. Suddenly the problem wasn't just editorial conservatism but editorial indecision: creators were allowed to do strange things but those strange things were almost always undone. Things became impermanent to an almost surreal degree, even for mainstream super comics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when sales started to decline in the 2000s, Marvel didn't know how to react. How to deal with the fact that the company's number one cash-cow for over two decades needs a rest? Keep pushing it up the hill under the assumption that it just needs a second wind, that what is needed is just a new direction, another new direction, maybe this one will stick. The X-Men have always been the biggest franchise in comics, its merely an aberration that they aren't, it doesn't have anything to do with changing demographics or creative exhaustion or simple overexposure. It doesn't have anything to do with the fact that people may have reached a point where they just don't need twelve X-books a month, that maybe the market would be much better suited to handling six. It shouldn't feel surreal, even if it does - it's just business. When a Mickey Mouse cartoon flops, Disney's first reaction isn't to turn around, retool the brand and spew out another Mickey cartoon three months later. At some point chasing after the old hegemony has to be seen as throwing good money after bad. But on a very deep level Marvel is incapable of doing that, and I would be willing to bet money (although there's no way to prove such a supposition) that one of the reasons for this is simply because the people at Marvel expect the X-Men to be number one in the same way that we expect that a new issue of &lt;i&gt;Action Comics&lt;/i&gt; is always going to be sitting on the shelves. It's not business, it's faith.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-6285273842178502464?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 14:23:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>RIP George Tuska.</title>
         <link>http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2009/10/rip-george-tuska.html</link>
         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tUaUT6PSonHtrD5HWwX-Jg?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/_p1IO2se12VI/StjCA1poAGI/AAAAAAAAEl8/TRoikAvGgH4/s400/Iron%20Man%20v1%20011%20-%2017.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PPFpubyEdeIdy4Q38GVing?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/_p1IO2se12VI/StjCBGpc18I/AAAAAAAAEmA/xnheaMDQ9jg/s400/Iron%20Man%20v1%20011%20-%2018.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KCPshtXyPr0LkZ9nPJ_V1Q?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/_p1IO2se12VI/StjCBcB-N3I/AAAAAAAAEmE/xkPeDoqnPB0/s400/Iron%20Man%20v1%20011%20-%2019.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kFtCM6wiyd6P8ZzyyvZ0ig?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/_p1IO2se12VI/StjCBZhwWiI/AAAAAAAAEmI/4mwGw3Q1xRc/s400/Iron%20Man%20v1%20011%20-%2020.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above, four pages (actually, the last four- apologies if I've spoiled a FORTY YEAR OLD COMIC STORY) from &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comics.org/issue/22597/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Iron Man &lt;/span&gt;#11&lt;/a&gt;, cover dated March of 1969, which featured the resolution of a two-part thriller that pitted the Armored Avenger against the Mandarin yet again. Script by the great Archie Goodwin, inks by the great Johnny Craig...and pencil art by the late &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Tuska&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;GEORGE TUSKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, who has died at the age of 93, according to various sources around the Web. These four pages illustrate what I thought Tuska did best, at least in my experience with his work- dynamic action, with expressive faces and gestures, and a grounded, not too flashy, but still visually unique style. Love panels 2 &amp;amp; 3 of that first page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal reminisce department: This Iron Man run was the first time I remember being impressed by his art- I remember a short fill-in stint on Avengers earlier in 1968, and perhaps he had work in one of the Warren magazines as well, I'm not sure. He wasn't a favorite of mine, sorry to say, although I was never unhappy to see his art in any comic I chose to take home. I remember sitting in the hairdressers', reading the comic above while waiting impatiently for my Mom to get her hair done...I had probably just turned, or was soon to turn, nine years old at the time. For some reason, I kinda lost interest in Iron Man comics by the end of the year; I think I only bought three more issues. Not Tuska's fault, though. He went on to do many more issues of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Iron Man&lt;/span&gt;, as well as the early issues of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Luke Cage, Hero for Hire&lt;/span&gt; and many other jobs for both Marvel and DC. It wasn't until just recently that I became aware of his pre-60's Marvel efforts; what I've seen looked very good- no better than many of his peers at EC and places like that, but certainly better than the run of the mill back then. The style that I became familiar with as a kid didn't develop until much later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's pretty much all I have to say about the guy. He was a hell of an artist. Don't know what Marvel would have done without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;ETA:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://evandorkin.livejournal.com/208639.html&quot;&gt;Evan Dorkin&lt;/a&gt; has an amusing, yet completely appropriate obit up in which he brings up a couple of points I meant to make but as so often is the case forgot until I read it in posts by better writers- Tuska's habit (in his 60's-70's work, anyway) of drawing big teeth on most of his characters, as well as his foreshortening tendencies, especially when drawing limbs (or lack thereof).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others: &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicsreporter.com/index.php/george_tuska_1916_2009/&quot;&gt;Tom Spurgeon&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.newsfromme.com/archives/2009_10_16.html#017885&quot;&gt;Mark Evanier.&lt;/a&gt; And in this case, anyway, the &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.avclub.com/articles/reinventing-the-pencil-21-artists-who-changed-main,30528/&quot;&gt;Onion A.V. Club&lt;/a&gt; is full of shit.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-4036095631116375235?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 06:58:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>Nice cover.</title>
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         <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DZYmRWGweOIyfd-79Oh8kg?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/_p1IO2se12VI/StilO0OgnxI/AAAAAAAAElY/KRVzeHQUpPI/s800/prv3600_cov.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spied this somewhere, probably CBR, the other day, and was quite taken with the pose and the somewhat extreme closeup point of view. Nicely iconic, and while yes, it doesn't give the prospective buyer any indication of what awaits within, it is certainly eye-catching, no pun intended- and isn't that what a good cover does? I assume this is by intriguing newcomer &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.leegarbett.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Lee Garbett&lt;/a&gt;, probably inked by Trevor Scott and Photoshopped by goodness knows. Am I gonna buy? Nah- the recent crop of Bat-books has been a huge disappointment to me, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Detective&lt;/span&gt; excepted, and I've yet to see anything, besides the likable decision to resurrect Stephanie Brown in the lead and the aforementioned showcase for Garbett's pencil art, that would cause me to believe that I would feel any differently about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this piece? I like. For what it's worth. &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://dcu.blog.dccomics.com/2009/10/12/continue-the-new-batgirls-first-adventure-with-batgirl-3/&quot;&gt;Look! A preview!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;ETA:&lt;/span&gt; My friends in the comments inform me that the artist of this here cover is none other than good ol' &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.notoart.com/&quot;&gt;Phil Noto&lt;/a&gt;, something I figure I could have twigged on to if I'd only bothered to do a little not-so-creative Googling. Well done, Mr. Noto! Well done, and many thanks, friend commenters!&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-1401251595672401158?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 04:53:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>I got nothing.</title>
         <link>http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-nothing.html</link>
         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://everydayislikewednesday.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-nothing-except-for-all-these.html&quot;&gt;Unlike this guy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll get back in the saddle eventually, please bear with.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-7096499652982225827?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 14:24:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>Grow old along with me.</title>
         <link>http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2009/10/grow-old-along-with-me.html</link>
         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/Ss8y60JD55I/AAAAAAAAElM/eNrOwChg6YM/s1600-h/1.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;width:399px;height:400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/Ss8y60JD55I/AAAAAAAAElM/eNrOwChg6YM/s400/1.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390583264996222866&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A posthumous BSBdG today for &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_lennon&quot;&gt;JOHN WINSTON ONO LENNON&lt;/a&gt;, who would have been 69 today if not for, well, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 2005, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2005/10/as-you-may-or-may-not-be-aware-today.html&quot;&gt;here's a list of favorite solo Lennon tracks&lt;/a&gt;. I should probably revise it someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic courtesy of the fab and gear &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://beatlephoto.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Beatle Photo Blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誕生日おめでとう!&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-3930294105014755439?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 00:54:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>Sight unseen.</title>
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         <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/m1fkAJ4dmOTf6hKmaiag8g?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/_p1IO2se12VI/Ss4RJDHX8RI/AAAAAAAAElA/CZx69ZV-UZA/s800/Batman-Unseen%2001001.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apropos of nothing, and mostly because I want to get something up here, I just wanted to state for the record that I like this eye-grabbing cover, which wraps itself around the latest Doug Moench-Kelley Jones Batman opus, entitled &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Batman Unseen...&lt;/span&gt;although I think there is some confusion about whether it's supposed to be &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Batman: Unseen&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Batman: The Unseen.&lt;/span&gt; Regardless, this is a damn exciting Kelley Jones illo, I do believe- of course, he's always been capable of providing dynamic images in his rubbery post-Wrightson/post-&quot;Ghastly&quot; Graham Ingels/post-Frazetta fashion, and he once more delivers the good here as we see Bats swooping down on a, well, an unseen foe, escorted by a remarkably organized bat posse. Now, I bought (and still own) almost all of their early-mid 90's collaboration on the Batman proper title, and mostly enjoyed them all; Jones' exaggerations would often liven up some awfully staid, but still readable, Moench scripts. That said, I remember feeling that the duo had peaked towards the end of that run, and nothing I've seen since has caused me to think any differently...so I probably won't be buying this. But I do like this cover, and wanted to share.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-5639384594322082538?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 04:19:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Stuff I Have Read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/10/stuff-i-have-read-outsiders-22.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Stuff I Have Read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outsiders #22 / Wolverine Origins #40&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither of them are new, but I've had them rattling around in the back of my head for a while now, waiting for a free moment to lay down some thoughts for public consumption. These are two of the worst comics I've read in a long, long time. More importantly, I think the way that they are bad is symptomatic of some larger problems. You could almost say that if you needed two books to stand as symbols of the problems and challenges facing the North American mainstream comics industry in 2009, you would be hard pressed to find two better examples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img188.imageshack.us/img188/8070/340244022.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Outsiders&lt;/i&gt; is a book without any reason to exist. It is a perfect example of what I would call &quot;balance sheet comics&quot; - ie, a title that exists simply because someone, somewhere has a spreadsheet with a slot entitled &lt;i&gt;Outsiders&lt;/i&gt;. For so long as the title continues to earn just slightly more money than it costs to produce it will continue to be made. Regardless of the fact that it has no purpose, and regardless of the fact that putting out so many books like this has the effect of diluting their brands almost to the point of homeopathic absurdity. No one has been able to make a case for why the book should continue to exist, and yet it does. This book is notorious for a revolving door creative line-up, and there's a good reason for that: I've never read an issue of this book that has been anything other than an exercise in abject space-filling. You would think, given the restrictions, that some ambitious nobody would jump on a book like &lt;i&gt;Outsiders&lt;/i&gt; as an opportunity to do something strange and wild and wonderful - no one is paying a damn bit of attention, and most people would prefer if the book just stopped existing altogether. And yet the people who work on these types of books are mostly the same people who've also pulled double-duty on a dozen other misbegotten &lt;i&gt;Batman&lt;/i&gt; spin-offs and forgotten mini-series. The books have to ship, even if they need to be solicited as Creative Team: TBA - which has happened. They'll find &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; in the pool of hungry and dependable creators. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrast that with Marvel. Now, this isn't going to turn into a Marvel vs. DC thing, because that isn't any kind of argument to have, but the difference in approach is pretty startling nonetheless. Does Marvel have any books like &lt;i&gt;Outsiders&lt;/i&gt; that are basically cases of chlamydia for all the creators involved? (You know, something that no one wants but they end up with anyway because, hey, beats starving.) Marvel has a pretty good track record these days of sticking behind their creative teams, or at least their writers. When a writer leaves a series - at least a newer, less established series - it's as likely to be rebooted from scratch as continued. Marvel has figured out that no one likes paying for fill-ins in the world of $2.99 and $3.99 comic books. A book like &lt;i&gt;Outsiders&lt;/i&gt; is essentially one years-long fill-in, featuring generic characters doing nothing so much as treading water month in and month out. For better or for worse, most Marvel books at least maintain the successful illusion that at some point in the creative process there was a writer involved who had an interesting pitch, or an interesting angle on some kind of editorially mandated hokum. Whereas DC crossover titles tend to be things shat out of the nether regions of the talent pool - take any &lt;i&gt;Blackest Night&lt;/i&gt; mini-series for example, although the &lt;i&gt;Final Crisis&lt;/i&gt; tie-ins were notable exceptions - sometimes strange things creep out of Marvel's marginal books. They have a number of Dark Reign books right now that are surprisingly good: &lt;i&gt;Zodiac&lt;/i&gt; is pretty darn great (no surprise since it's a Joe Casey book); &lt;i&gt;Sinister-Spider Man&lt;/i&gt; was pretty fun too, at least inasmuch as it gave Chris Bachalo a reason to draw some really weird stuff, including a pile of oddly &lt;i&gt;non sequitur&lt;/i&gt; spoofs of indie comics mainstays like Hip Flask and the Badger (not to mention Dr. Manhattan). These were books that, while certainly the product of editorial and accounting fiat (&quot;We need X number of books with the Dark Reign trade dress to ship in August of '09&quot;), nevertheless managed to be interesting. There is at least the perception that creators are given more leeway to fall on their faces at Marvel these days, under what I can only assume is the operating principle that even if it only works half of the time that's still a pretty decent ratio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, tellingly, Marvel knows that creative upheaval on books is pretty much a death sentence: &lt;i&gt;Exiles&lt;/i&gt; used to be a mid-list mainstay, but a series of ill-conceived changes in direction and relaunches cratered its appeal and alienated its audience. &lt;i&gt;Runaways&lt;/i&gt; has suffered through a few high-profile botch-jobs, with &quot;big name&quot; writers like Joss Whedon and Terry Moore turning what had been one of Marvel's most well-regarded (if poorly selling) titles into, well, something that still doesn't sell and is no longer well-regarded, either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I was looking forward to Kathryn Immonen's run because - and here's something I don't know if I've ever mentioned? - I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; the concept behind &lt;i&gt;Runaways&lt;/i&gt;. The first couple hardcovers of Brian K. Vaughn's run are some of my favorite mainstream comics of the decade, and certainly the best thing of his that I've ever read. But the bleeding seems too far gone for even the most aggressive CPR - Immonen was too late, and despite the promise of her excellent work on the &lt;i&gt;Hellcat&lt;/i&gt; mini-series, her first few issues have been pretty near impenetrable. This is probably as much the fault of the horrid mess of a status quo she was left to deal with, but still.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to return to &lt;i&gt;Outsiders&lt;/i&gt;. This is a book that is explicitly occupied with filling a Batman-shaped hole - both in terms of the team's &lt;i&gt;raison d'etre&lt;/i&gt; (a team of &quot;specialists&quot; put together by Alfred to pick up loose ends now that Batman is &quot;dead&quot;) and the book's appeal. It is really interesting in a sad way that both the Superman and Batman lines are currently in the midst of year-plus long storylines that involve the main player for each franchise being taken off the board, and seeing all the supporting characters run around like chickens with their heads cut off trying to fill in for the adults. Wow, what better way to undercut any possible interest in secondary and tertiary characters than by making all of them - &lt;i&gt;every single last one of them&lt;/i&gt; - explicitly ancillary to their biggest properties. (I mean, yeah, obviously Nightwing and Mon-El were never more than K-Tel versions of their bosses, but wouldn't it be nice if they pretended we were supposed to care?) Who has any respect for the likes of Metamorpho or the Creeper or Black Lightning - let alone any of the lesser-regarded Outsiders like Halo and Geo-Force - if &lt;i&gt;even when he doesn't actually appear in the book&lt;/i&gt; they're still carrying Batman's water? What if Alan Moore Jr. walks in the door tomorrow with a killer pitch on how to revamp and relaunch Metamorpho for the new millennium - only to be told that Metamorpho is in the Outsiders now, maybe he should think about Gunfire instead. &lt;i&gt;Outsiders&lt;/i&gt; exists because there are a pile of characters who are nominally under the control of the Bat-office at DC who need something to do - God forbid they let any of their properties grow fallow for more than a month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img245.imageshack.us/img245/5596/out220005.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img245.imageshack.us/img245/1367/out220006.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This specific issue - well, it involves Clayface kidnapping miners, with Geo-Force and Metamorpho tracking him down in order to get to the bottom of the mess. Why is Clayface doing this? Because he's got a bomb inside him, and he needs someone to roll around inside his body and find it. And of course this is something that only a coal-miner can do - swim around in a giant clay monster. Our heroes show up looking for CLayface simply because Batman left a post-it on the fridge before he died with a &quot;To-Do&quot; list that had &quot;Get Clayface&quot; on it. Since Batgirl and Red Robin and Catwoman and Jason Bard were all busy, well, let's have those other guys do it. The net effect is that Clayface gets stack at or near the bottom rung of Batman villains - if you can get punked by Geo-Force, you're probably off R'as al-Ghul's X-Mas list. Oh wait, R'as got punked by the Outsiders, too. See what I mean about diluting the brand? How is anyone ever supposed to warm to newer or better takes on these characters if they can't go away long enough for people to miss them? How long before even a decent concept like Black Lightning is soiled beyond recognition? (That train probably left the building a long time ago, sadly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point Peter Tomasi's middle name might as well be &quot;dependably brain-dead&quot; - it pains me to say that, considering back in the 90s he was the editor for quite a number of good comic books, like Garth Ennis' &lt;i&gt;Demon&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Hitman&lt;/i&gt;. I have to believe, based on the fact that he supposedly knows the difference between a good comic and a bad, that much of his current work has to be mercenary rush jobs. There is simply no way someone could write this badly for so long and so consistently if they weren't getting constantly pulled in for hack jobs on dogsbody assignments. Interestingly, he actually did pull off a couple really good issues of &lt;i&gt;Nightwing&lt;/i&gt; a couple years ago - and how often do you get to type the words &quot;real good&quot; and &quot;Nightwing&quot; next to each other? He set up a new status quo, supporting cast, setting, personality (I know, weird, eh?) - and then, after a few issues of interesting establishing work, the title got sucked back from its brief independence into another never-ending stream of crossover dreck. Tomasi wrote the bad issues, too, but you couldn't tell it was the same man who wrote the better stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the problem: you have a hard road ahead of you if you want to convince the reading public that what they need is a Batman spin-off book that features a character who is like Batman in every significant way except that he is less so. Say what you will about Chuck Dixon, but he did just that when he was writing both &lt;i&gt;Nightwing&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Robin&lt;/i&gt; - neither book under his tenure was exactly Eisner-winning material, but they had distinctive tones and were fun. Yeah, I admit it: I have a run of the first few years of Dixon's &lt;i&gt;Nightwing&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Robin&lt;/i&gt;. (I was also a big fan of Scott McDaniel early in his career, before he became really, really bad - some of his work on &lt;i&gt;Nightwing&lt;/i&gt; was really gorgeous. Maybe it was Karl Story's inks?) The point is that Dixon knew he had his work cut out for him if he was going to overcome the audience's suspension of disbelief regarding whether or not so many Batman copies had any reason to exist independently. So for &lt;i&gt;Robin&lt;/i&gt; he set up a light, slightly frothy tone reminiscent of classic Spider-Man, with Tim Drake in the roll of John Romita-era Peter Parker. When people say they like Tim Drake, this is the Tim Drake they remember: hardly the most interesting character but interesting enough to sustain a fun ongoing soap-opera romp. Contrariwise, Nightwing was given an entirely different makeover, relocating him to a new, grimy industrial setting (the regrettably-named Bludhaven) and givign the book a ludicrously pulpy feel straight out of &lt;i&gt;Dick Tracy&lt;/i&gt; - even down to one of the book's antagonists being a man whose sole &quot;power&quot; is the fact that his head is twisted backwards on his neck. Both books were fun, but most importantly they were different from &lt;i&gt;Batman&lt;/i&gt; - they had independent milieus and there was a reasonable expectation that anyone who followed the titles would be rewarded with a story that had some degree of autonomy from the other Bat-books. Nowadays, with a book like &lt;i&gt;Outsiders&lt;/i&gt;, there isn't even the pretense of independence: this is a book that exists solely to catch the crumbs from all the other, more important Bat-books. The artist Fernando Pasarin is probably a nice guy but this is some of the most boring stuff I've ever seen - when people accuse contemporary artists of drawing in a font, this is what they mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even if I give Marvel more credit for knowing how to at least keep up the pretense of interest, their approach is not without its faults. Such as the fact that this is the most stupidest comic book ever. I mean, seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know the drill: &lt;i&gt;Wolverine: Origins&lt;/i&gt; is a book about Wolverine's quest to get to the bottom of the massive conspiracy that's been manipulating his life since he was born, based on the fact that since House of M he remembers everything that he had forgotten due to trauma or which had been erased from his memory in the intervening years. So now - Wolverine and all the other guys with claws in the Marvel Universe are really the secret servants of a millennia-old master plotter named Romulus. And hey, pretty much since the moment the plot began to unfold everyone and their mother was bracing themselves for the shocking surprise revelation that Romulus was in fact some massive ancient wolf-man warrior who was probably just like Wolverine only older and deadlierer. So we were all surprised when &lt;i&gt;Origins&lt;/i&gt; #39 hit, and it turns out all of Daniel Way's careful plotting in this direction was really a feint, and that Romulus was really . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img21.imageshack.us/img21/6637/wo39legioncps032.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, &lt;i&gt;nertz&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moronic isn't quite the word. It's so EXTREMELY over the top, so incredibly committed to its utter ludicrousness, that it &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; manages to go back around from being lame to being totally awesome. The problem is that there's not so much as an ounce of self-awareness here. This is the world's most straight-faced parody of the worst trends of 90s X-comics. This is familiar ground, particularly if you ever read Larry Hama's run on the title back in the days when EXTREME was still used as an adjective in an unironic fashion. The problem is that Larry Hama is on his worse day an infinitely better writer than Daniel Way ever will be, and it's not like Hama was exactly Shakespeare to begin with. The book started out criminally slow and weirdly static for such a supposedly action-packed character. The one thing you can say for certain is that Way has evolved into a much better writer of action sequences. But his overarching master-plan for Wolverine's origin is so horrible, so overwrought, so redundant and frankly insulting, that it wouldn't really matter if Daniel Way were a pen name for Thomas Pynchon. There's only so many ways you can spin an ancient wolverine-man who rules the world from the shadows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img16.imageshack.us/img16/2162/wo40legioncps027.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/759/wo40legioncps028.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riddle me this: say you've got Wolverine facing down his biggest enemy ever, the man responsible for ruining his life since as far back as he can remember. The fight for a while and finally Wolverine gets the upper hand, and has the opportunity to pop a claw in Romulus' brain, ending the fight and ending Romulus' threat in one fell swoop. Can you think of one good reason why Wolverine wouldn't do this? Seriously: think of one. Think of one reason why Wolverine is going to walk away from this without killing Romulus when he had the chance. This is absurd: every couple months nowadays Wolverine has to fight someone TO THE DEATH who we know he can't kill. Sure, Cyclops tells him explicitly that he needs to hunt down Mystique and kill her - and what does he do? He leaves her &quot;to die&quot; in the desert. So she shows up a couple months later, la dee da. No one is surprised, and no one bothers to ask why, if Wolverine is &quot;the best there is at what he does,&quot; what he does lately seems to be letting bad guys walk away and recoup their wounds. The reason he can't kill Romulus yet? Because Way has this whole story planned out on what is I am sure a very intricate outline, and we're only at the end of act two. The next act has Wolverine putting together an all-star team of bruisers from across the Marvel Uni - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aggghh dammit, I just had a stroke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which comic is worse? Honestly, I'll give the nod to &lt;i&gt;Outsiders&lt;/i&gt;, simply because - at the very least - Daniel Way seems to be having fun writing his book, even if no one else is having fun reading it. There's a similar level of suspension of disbelief that has to be vaulted in order to convince anyone that there needs to be another in a very long line of Wolverine stories and spin-offs - &lt;i&gt;especially&lt;/i&gt; since the story in question is so derivative of what has already been done many times before. &lt;i&gt;Purposefully&lt;/i&gt; derivative, since so much of the book is devoted to Wolverine fighting people he's fought before for reasons that are beyond well-established. Way actually does seem to have a reason for doing this, a story he wants to tell, and even if the book is poorly received by the critics, and even if it doesn't sell anywhere near what a similar title would have sold fifteen or ten years ago, it still sells pretty well. As long as it continues to do so, Marvel will be more than happy to let Way produce it. There's not an ounce of life in &lt;i&gt;Outsiders&lt;/i&gt; though, other than the slight shake of the writers hands as he tries to type up words to go in Geo Force's mouth without succumbing to the DTs.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-6559690173125535192?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <title>Day is Done.</title>
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         <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/Sstajkg3O6I/AAAAAAAAEk4/HVU0m9_7tLo/s1600-h/Robert_kirby.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer;width:353px;height:301px;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/Sstajkg3O6I/AAAAAAAAEk4/HVU0m9_7tLo/s400/Robert_kirby.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389500946222365602&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a fan of the band and its various configurations, I subscribe to the &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.strawbsweb.co.uk/ix_1st.htm&quot;&gt;StrawbsWeb&lt;/a&gt; news email feed...and the latest one, which I got yesterday, bore some sad news: &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Kirby&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Robert Kirby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (pictured above), who did string and wind arrangements for a lot of musicians most notably in the 70's but right up till today, died last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His biggest claim to fame came, I suppose, as the arranger for Nick Drake's first two albums (&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.nickdrake.com/Robert_Kirby_Q__A.html&quot;&gt;interview here&lt;/a&gt;), but his name first came to my attention with a credit on Strawbs member David Cousins' first solo album, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0018Y23NY/ref=dm_sp_alb?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1254842163&amp;amp;sr=8-2&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Two Weeks Last Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, back in 1972. I think I first acquired my copy around 1978 or so, it was not released officially in the US, and mine was a Canadian import. As a budding Strawb fan (I had just purchased the wonderful &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.strawbsweb.co.uk/@f/f_ghosts.htm&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Ghosts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; album not long before), I loved the album...and one cut in particular, credited to &quot;Robert Kirby's Wind&quot;, stood out. Titled &quot;That's the Way it Ends (Including the World)&quot;, it featured a gorgeous melody on the intro, a prim, melancholy arrangement made up of oboes, flutes and clarinets, with Cousins accompanying himself on piano on the second part of the track. &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.mellofest.com/mellofest103cousinskirby.html&quot;&gt;Here's an interview with him dealing with his Strawbs work.&lt;/a&gt; I kept seeing his name pop up here and there on albums I'd pick up, and eventually (even though I had owned &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Pink Moon&lt;/span&gt; on vinyl a couple of years previous) I obtained the CD reissues of Nick Drake's records and discovered the excellent work he brought to them as well. Probably the first place I ever saw his name in the credits was as choir arranger and conductor for &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://solarprestige.blogspot.com/2007/08/all-nasties.html&quot;&gt;two&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://solarprestige.blogspot.com/2007/08/indian-sunset.html&quot;&gt;tracks&lt;/a&gt; on Elton John's &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Madman_Across_The_Water&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Madman Across the Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; album, which I first heard in 1974.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An obscure sort of figure, unless you're an ardent British folk/rock fan, but a part of my musical upbringing just the same, and I salute him for what he contributed, as well as hope he rests in peace.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-8390164335653464430?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 02:51:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>CONFESSIONS OF A SPINNER RACK JUNKIE.</title>
         <link>http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2009/10/confessions-of-spinner-rack-junkie.html</link>
         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SsP0JPoOGsI/AAAAAAAAEkM/cNaQCAwe_oY/s1600-h/spinner+rack.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0pt 0pt 10px 10px;float:right;cursor:pointer;width:240px;height:320px;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SsP0JPoOGsI/AAAAAAAAEkM/cNaQCAwe_oY/s320/spinner+rack.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387418018916473538&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dearly beloved, we are gathered here together once more for &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;CONFESSIONS OF A SPINNER RACK JUNKIE&lt;/span&gt;, in which I opine in shortish fashion about comics that I have bought and/or received and/or read in the interval between September 7 and 30th, some of which may even still be on sale at finer comics selling establishments worldwide if you're lucky. Or not, as the case may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGENTS OF ATLAS #&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.newsarama.com/php/multimedia/album.php?aid=30367&quot;&gt;10&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3370&amp;amp;disp=table&quot;&gt;11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Final issues (well, final for now, or so we're being told) are rarely satisfying affairs; usually the writer gets the bad news just as he's embarked on a long saga of some sort or another, and then is forced to truncate and edit and wrap up in hurried fashion, and the results usually are obvious on the page. That's not quite the case here; the whole Suwan vs. Jimmy Woo thing probably didn't have the legs (the story, not Dave Johnson's Suwan on the cover- yowza!) to go more than &lt;span&gt;two or three chapters anyway before it would have been necessary to move on. Jeff Parker does a typically satisfying job of giving all the characters room to strut their stuff, and even gets to point a couple in a potentially interesting new direction (M-13's newly discovered scientist/inventor; another Venus, still sadly non-blonde but apparently tied in with the pantheon that Van Lente and Pak are exploring and hey-! Who's going to be appearing in Incredible Hercules now for a while? Why, the Agents!) before all is done. A trio of not-flashy but very good artists (Gabe Hardman- apparently good to find in this case, ha ha-, Dan Panosian and the underappreciated Paul Rivoche) maintain a nice consistency and continuity in their styles, so that the change doesn't detract from the narrative. Said it before, and will say it again; if you haven't been keeping up with this, you're missing out and hopefully you'll get another chance down the road. It's really the best thing of this kind that Marvel's put out since the long-ago Steranko&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt; S.H.I.E.L.D.&lt;/span&gt; days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Both issues:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt; A-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.ign.com/articles/102/1024853p1.html&quot;&gt;BATMAN AND ROBIN #4:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I signed on for Morrison and Quitely, and to be frank, Moz hasn't made this interesting enough for me to want to stick around for long. A new Red Hood, Grant? &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Really&lt;/span&gt;? This is what you want to give us? Do you even care anymore? Well, maybe I'll stick around for Cam Stewart's turn anyway. New artist Philip Tam is game, and acquits himself well, but he just doesn't have the range and scope his predecessor did. If that's unfair, well, such is life. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.darkhorse.com/Comics/13-834/Beasts-of-Burden-1&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;BEASTS OF BURDEN #1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well worth your time for Jill Thompson's stunning watercolor illustration work, but while Evan Dorkin's story is pleasingly quirky with its aggregate demon frogs and whatnot, a little more effort to let us know which talking dog and talking cat was which and why we should care if one goes missing or meets a horrible fate would have made this work a lot better. Yeah, I know, you could go to &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.darkhorse.com/Features/eComics/1090/Beasts-of-Burden&quot;&gt;Dark Horse's website and re-read past installments&lt;/a&gt; in this series, which have seen print in their intermittent hardcover &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Books of...&lt;/span&gt; series, but I'm lazy sometimes. That said, this is still a promising series and I remain interested in where it's going. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3312&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;THE BOYS #34:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, for those who love seeing one-dimensional Nazi-supervillains getting the living shit beaten out of them, this is one of the best comics of the year. Fortunately, for those of us who are invested in the characters and want to find out where this is going, Garth has not forgotten us and moves things along a bit as well. Although I've never been the biggest Darick Robertson fan out there, I think he's fricking Jack Kirby compared to Carlos Esquerra, who has pinch-hit on Vertigo titles that Ennis has written before so I can assume he got the gig through connections. He's far from incompetent, but his grubby style just doesn't grab me. An old favorite character comes back in this one, and for that I bump it up a half letter grade. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.darkhorse.com/Comics/15-992/B-P-R-D-1947-3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;BPRD: 1947 #3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As they so often do in B.P.R.D. land, things get kinda out of hand as disaster strikes the ad-hoc team that Professor Bruttenholm assembled to check out the vampiric activity in the Old Dark Chateau. Dysart's dialogue and pace is once again outstanding, and the Moon-Ba team can seemingly do pretty much anything these days, and do it in excellent fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Cat-Burglar-Black-Richard-Sala/dp/159643144X&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;CAT BURGLAR BLACK:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another Richard Sala opus that is gorgeously illustrated as usual, but is also strictly by the Established Standard Sala Template. I'm beginning to think that if you've read one Sala story, you've read 'em all, and that's a pity. Handsomely presented, and perhaps a good place to start if you're curious about his oeuvre, but that's where my recommendation stops. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3374&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;DOMINIC FORTUNE #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I believe returning to this character has got Chaykin flexing muscles that he hasn't used in quite some time now, perhaps not since&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt; Blackhawk&lt;/span&gt;; this is full of snappy patter and has a definite &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;mature &lt;/span&gt;tone, even though it has singing, boozing little people and the main badguy and his temptress squeeze remind me more than a little of Daddy Warbucks and his ward Annie. Sure, his &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Angel and the Ape&lt;/span&gt; pushed a lot of the same buttons, but that came across as outright farce, and this hasn't...&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;. Chaykin the artist is also rising to the occasion, eschewing a lot of the tricky layout and typography that worked so well in&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt; American: Flagg! &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Time Squared&lt;/span&gt;, but kinda got in the way of the storytelling in such later work as &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Challengers of the Unknown&lt;/span&gt;. So far, I like. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=preview&amp;amp;id=3418&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;FABLES #88:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, we always knew that Frau Totenkinder was capable of more than we have previously seen, and now it becomes apparent that we will see even more as she preps for an apparent throwdown with the evil forces that besiege all. Said forces will surely now number among them the Baba Yaga, who's a busy old biddy these days between here and &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Hellboy&lt;/span&gt;, in their ranks. That's pretty much the big reveal (cover image notwithstanding) in this typically well-done chapter, and it's nice to see Steve Leialoha (still subsuming his solo style) back on inks, even if it's partially so. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;GHOST RIDER: HEAVEN'S ON FIRE #'s &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comics.org/issue/672448/cover/4/?style=default&quot;&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comics.org/issue/672449/cover/4/?style=default&quot;&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; In which we see the return of characters that Warren Ellis gave us oh so long ago in his revamp of the by-then somewhat ludicrous Son of Satan, including girlfriend Jaine Cutter. I was a big fan of Ellis' short stint on that long-ago-cancelled title, consider it some of his best work even if he doesn't, and it's great to see that Jason Aaron &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;gets&lt;/span&gt; what made them special, even if he's conspired with the artist to radically change his appearance, even making a clever joke about it as they go along. The new look, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicsbulletin.com/reviews/images/0908/ghostriderheaven16.jpg&quot;&gt;shaved head and pointy goatee&lt;/a&gt;, works just fine, but I think Daimon is a bit more menacing as a long-haired, stubble-bearded biker-type. That's just me. Anyway, this revival is part of an ongoing storyline that apparently began in the Rider's proper title, or a previous miniseries, or something. I'm too lazy to do the research, sorry, and it's not really necessary towards understanding what's going on. It's got something to do with the search for this kid who's supposed to be the Antichrist, on the run from angelic assassins (hey, just like Ellis' War Between Heaven and Hell in &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Hellstorm&lt;/span&gt;!) and it's wisely handled like a QT-type imitation grindhouse flick, with lots of action and very little pretension. Both issues: &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.darkhorse.com/Comics/15-372/Hellboy-The-Wild-Hunt-6&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.darkhorse.com/Comics/15-372/Hellboy-The-Wild-Hunt-6&quot;&gt;HELLBOY: THE WILD HUNT #6:&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;OK, as if Mignola didn't set enough plates spinning in the first five issues, we now get a new plate: Arthurian legends. Didn't really see that coming, but hey, it works just fine just the same. Another outstanding chapter of the ongoing collaboration between Mignola and artist Duncan Fregredo, who really is the best non-MM artist this series has seen yet, no offense to Richard Corben. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comics.org/issue/675189/cover/4/?style=default&quot;&gt;INCOGNITO #6:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OK, OK, it wasn't &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Sleeper&lt;/span&gt;, but it was mighty damn close. Anyway, things get revealed and resolved, and we get set up for a return to this world and these characters when and if the creators choose to do so- and that's a very good thing, especially when one of the creators is Sean Phillips, at the top of his game. I wasn't exactly blown away by this; it's whole storyline was just a tad mundane (by design, I'd imagine, what with all the pulp magazine callbacks in the lead as well as the back), but no less enjoyable for it. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comixology.com/previews/JUL090521/Incredible-Hercules-134&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;INCREDIBLE HERCULES #134:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Herc's turn again, and this whole Thorcules saga remains good fun, with lots of lighthearted adventure, some of it PG-13 in nature. Reilly Brown and Nelson Castro's art fits the whole Tolkien-by-way-of-Kurtzman vibe very well, gving us a good approximation of the sort of art this kind of Gods-v.-Elves fantasy material needs. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Thor-, &lt;/span&gt;I mean &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Hercules&lt;/span&gt; remains one of the best books on the stands right now. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.ign.com/articles/101/1019796p1.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;INVINCIBLE IRON MAN #17:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fraction's &quot;Tony Stark on the run&quot; script remains gripping, even occasionally touching- even in the face of some awfully inconsistent art by Salvator Larocca. Anybody that can get me to follow an Iron Man book as long as I have this one must be doing something right, I figure! &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://is.gd/3ZvHb&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE &amp;amp; ROCKETS: NEW STORIES #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaime plays fast and loose with &quot;fantasy&quot; and &quot;reality&quot; and gives us some outstanding slam-bang superhero action as he does so, while Gilbert indulges his inner David Lynch on a couple of surreal (one overtly so) stories that tried my patience. If you're a Beto fan, you might feel differently, but so far I don't think he's holding up his end of this, the latest and most expensive iteration of this long running series...which makes me feel like I'm not quite getting my money's worth. Oh well, I'm enough of a Jamie admirer to want to spend it anyway, but still... &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;THE MIGHTY #'s &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comics.org/issue/669291/cover/4/?style=default&quot;&gt;7&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comics.org/issue/669292/cover/4/?style=default&quot;&gt;8&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Whoops, I think I forgot to write about this last time out, so I will redress that now. Really don't have much more to add to what I've already written; this under-the-radar title is really a very good take on the suddenly-popular &quot;What if Superman wasn't so benign&quot; concept that's making the rounds these days, building credible suspense and identification as we follow Bad Superman's human liaison Gabriel Cole as he seeks to get to the bottom of what's going on. Also, can't say enough about how well artist Chris Samnee has taken over for original illustrator Pete Snejbjerg, without missing a beat. I don't know how much longer this has to go; sales are abysmal and while I thought it was originally solicited as a limited series, it seems to be set up as an ongoing. Hope writers Tomasi and Champagne get to wind it up before the axe falls...and you might oughtta get the floppies because there sure as hell is no guarantee of a collection. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comics.org/issue/675195/cover/4/?style=default&quot;&gt;STRANGE TALES #1:&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;DC had its &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;World's Funnest&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Bizarro Comics&lt;/span&gt;, and now Marvel joins in on the &quot;Hey, let's curry some geek favour by letting some indie cartoonists play with our characters&quot; bandwagon with this ad hoc collection of stuff, some of which seems to have been lying around forever, like Peter Bagge's sporadically amusing Hulk that was announced so long ago. This one peaks early, with Paul Pope's fun and clever Inhumans story, in which they try and try to feed Lockjaw some gourmet dog food, only to get interrupted with world-shaking crises; right now everything Pope does is excellent, it seems. Most of these are played for laughs- I mean, if you have Jason, Nick Gurewitch or Johnny Ryan doing Spidey, Wolverine, the Hulk and the Punisher, you don't really expect serious drama, let's face it. And therein lies the rub- each contributor does exactly what one would expect them to do, and meets expectations- and while I can't speak for everyone, I myself would kinda like to see expectations EXceeded once in a while. Once the novelty of seeing, say, Molly Crabapple drawing a She-Hulk story wears off, what you have left is curiosity value, nothing more...and these days, I kinda want a bit more for my four dollars. Still, on its own terms and expectations aside, if you like seeing talented creators shooting fish in a barrel by making fun of eminently mockable licensed properties, well, look no further. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.ign.com/articles/102/1021652p1.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;THUNDERBOLTS #135:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Diggle's so good at this high-tech action-thriller spy stuff that it doesn't get diluted by all the superheroics, and despite my disappointment in the Black Widow-related reveal, I am still very interested in where this is going. And on top of that, Diggle told me on Twitter a few days ago to &quot;Wait till I read #136&quot;, which now has me wondering what &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; will be all about. Guess we will see what we will see! &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.darkhorse.com/Comics/15-964/Witchfinder-In-the-Service-of-Angels-3&quot;&gt;WITCHFINDER: IN THE SERVICE OF ANGELS #3&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; After the genuine creeps delivered last issue, this one's a bit of a step back, but that doesn't mean it's not worth your time. Seems that much of what's been going on can be laid at the feet of Egyptian cultists...an weird and interesting wrinkle, the introduction of which seems to be a type of plot twist that Mike's been indulging himself a lot in lately. I'm most impressed with Ben Stenbeck's art; it evokes dread and mood very successfully, and resembles Mignola's in a very satisfying way- not imitative, just evocative. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oy, I'm so behind. I have last Friday's new box of comics, including &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Thunderbolts&lt;/span&gt; #136 (a plot twist I am excited about, for sure! All is forgiven for now, Diggle) and the final issue of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Wednesday Comics&lt;/span&gt;, which I plan to look at in its entirety in a separate post later on (heck, you could probably just go back and look at the first post I did on the subject; my opinions didn't change that much) patiently awaiting me to finish reading and begin writing.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-3815895007524133964?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 14:29:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>This and that, and the Always Popular Other Thing.</title>
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         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/Ssodnpj7YgI/AAAAAAAAEkw/dDe1IXdH5qo/s1600-h/20_Chester_Arthur_3x4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0pt 10px 10px 0pt;float:left;cursor:pointer;width:300px;height:400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/Ssodnpj7YgI/AAAAAAAAEkw/dDe1IXdH5qo/s400/20_Chester_Arthur_3x4.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389152471110869506&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am about to resume blogging; just wanted to let you know. Review post coming later tonight, after I've reread one of the books in question- I've almost forgotten what was in it! Hardly a ringing endorsement, I know...and no, I won't tell you which one it was. Anyway, later tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today would have been the 128th birthday of former U.S. President &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chester_A._Arthur&quot;&gt;Chester Alan Arthur&lt;/a&gt;, did you know that? Neither did I, until this morning.&lt;br /&gt;And now, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did begin what looks like it will be a 3-part look at the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Thriller&lt;/span&gt; comic over at Trouble With Comics...I don't know if it will be any more or less revelatory than the website, but &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookgalaxy.com/troublewithcomics/2009/09/she-had-seven-seconds-to-save-world.html&quot;&gt;check it out anyway!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-6821594376015751274?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 04:23:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;This Will Hurt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-will-hurt-just-got-back-from.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;This Will Hurt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from spending the better part of the last week in Baltimore. I don't have a lot to say or time to say it at present. But i did come across a particularly mind-bending video on YouTube - and I'm not really exaggerating when I say this rather innocuous video reminds me more than a little bit of &lt;i&gt;Videodrome&lt;/i&gt;. It's really, really weird, and well worth the five minutes of your life it will take to BLOW YOUR MIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class=&quot;embeddedvideo&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/vnhdgWwt4ao&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-3093491194814391916?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 18:31:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SsFTjxBKSGI/AAAAAAAAEkE/HJSTvRktUGk/s1600-h/zzz.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0pt 0pt 10px 10px;float:right;cursor:pointer;width:153px;height:200px;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SsFTjxBKSGI/AAAAAAAAEkE/HJSTvRktUGk/s200/zzz.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386678503230556258&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...don't wake up the sleeping blogger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All seriousness aside, I'm not asleep, not right now anyway, but I am being pulled in a number of directions, only one or two blog-related, and something has to give, i.e. this blog. I plan to get back to posting here soon, so please bear with yet another of my extended silences over here. I really do want to have at least 100 posts this year, and I'm still a ways away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a couple of&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookgalaxy.com/troublewithcomics/labels/Posts%20by%20Johnny%20Bacardi.html&quot;&gt; longish&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookgalaxy.com/troublewithcomics/2009/09/so-come-on-ye-childhood-heroes-or-15.html&quot;&gt;posts&lt;/a&gt; up over at Trouble With Comics, so there's that, if you haven't seen them already. I'm fond of the quick-and-dirty image posting over at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://jbacardi.tumblr.com/&quot;&gt;my Tumblr site&lt;/a&gt; as well...a lot of the illustration work I once posted here ends up there now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear by the Hammer of Grabthar I will get back to &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Hammer Locke&lt;/span&gt; eventually, and I have quite a few comics to review once I can get the energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...right. See ya later!&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-6851443917242484973?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 11:55:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;The World's Greatest&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/09/worlds-greatest-assholes-is-it-possible.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;The World's Greatest Assholes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img503.imageshack.us/img503/7574/coveruv.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to label an inanimate object as an asshole? Because, boy howdy, if you've ever played the above cartridge, you know what I'm talking about. You know &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; how possible it is that a few ounces of plastic circuits can seem like the living, breathing, pulsating embodiment of foetid evil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know less about the current state of the video game world than I do about quantum physics - ie, not a whole lot. But what I have heard about contemporary games like &lt;i&gt;Ultimate Alliance&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Arkham Asylum&lt;/i&gt; makes me envious. You see, back in the &lt;i&gt;day&lt;/i&gt;, if you wanted to play a video game featuring your favorite four-color heroes in tales of derring-do, you were pretty much SOL. Sure, there were a few superhero games made for the NES and more for the SNES - and a few for the SNES were even pretty good (not &lt;i&gt;Spider-Man and the X-Men: Arcade's Revenge&lt;/i&gt;, however, which is verifiable proof of the God's nonexistence). But in the beginning, despite the fact that the audiences for video games and comic books overlapped considerably, most comic book games were pretty poor. Movie tie-ins were generally dire (something I never really understood, but apparently it's pretty much CW at this point that movie games have always sucked across the board), but comic book tie-ins were worse. Who remembers the Silver Surfer game? That one actually looked pretty good, graphics-wise, but was almost impossible to win because it was impossible not to die. You know how in comics the Surfer is pretty much invincible, and can only be physically harmed by great cosmic power? In the game, he died when he was attacked by frogs. He died when he was hit by small weapons fire. He did when he flew into platforms. He just basically died, period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as bad as the Surfer was - and I should point out that I actually beat the Surfer's game, which at the time seemed an achievement on par with passing the oral defense for a PhD - it plays like &lt;i&gt;Super Mario 3&lt;/i&gt; next to LJN's &lt;i&gt;X-Men&lt;/i&gt;. Calling this thing a game is stretching the point. First of all, you can't move - you just sort of wiggle. It's an overhead view, so you can't really see anything distinctive about your characters, other than they are vague lumpen dwarf things moving about in a surreal, ill-defined world of labyrinths and puzzles. In retrospect, it sort of plays like you imagine a &lt;i&gt;Teratoid Heights&lt;/i&gt; game would - only, instead of the poor, unresponsive controls being a symbol of some kind of dysfunctional, existential reality-altered perception, the controls in X-Men just make it looks like the characters are wiggling when they should in face be running or dodging or doing something to avoid being hit by everything on the screen simultaneously. I don't think I ever made it past a few feet on the map for any level. It wasn't just hard, it actively worked against intelligibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is, let's be frank, the worst video game I have ever played in my life. It gains added points in the field of soul-crushing despair due to the fact that it's based on a license that so many kids and pre-teens in the late 80s would have killed to see made into an awesome game. How many of these same kids rushed home from the store, unwrapped their copy of &lt;i&gt;X-Men&lt;/i&gt; in a fevered rush, and proceeded to watch their fondest desires fade into the infinite abyss of gnarled purplish pixelated hell? There are few things that more define an asshole than arbitrarily crushing the hopes and dreams of children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe class=&quot;embeddedvideo&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/BqwUfEqKzKU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &quot;&amp;gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-8592342146159427800?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 04:33:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;The World's Greatest&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/09/worlds-greatest-assholes-you-know-this.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;The World's Greatest Assholes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/7744/ssf2tguile.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; this guy. This guy haunts your dreams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Street Fighter II&lt;/i&gt; is the best fighting game ever made. In fact, I've never played another fighting game that was anywhere near as fun. &lt;i&gt;Mortal Combat&lt;/i&gt; was too dark and dreary, and the skill level necessary to pull off the combos was too high. I played &lt;i&gt;Tekken&lt;/i&gt; once and it was just boring. Most of the others I've seen were either way too complex for the casual gamer to enjoy, or built in such a way that any clod could pull off devastating moves simply by pushing down on all the buttons simultaneously (I'm looking at you, &lt;i&gt;Marvel vs. Capcom&lt;/i&gt; arcade edition). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;i&gt;Street Fighter Ii&lt;/i&gt;? It was fun: no &quot;fatalities&quot;, no twenty-button combos. You could have fun games with two average-to-mediocre players just bashing around, you could have a lot of fun with more advanced players as well. The fighters were cartoon characters and the violence was exaggerated - people weren't pulling out other people's hearts. I'm not a fan of real-life bloodsports, so the closer the games get to an &quot;uncanny valley&quot; of bloody fisticuffs, the further from some kind of pseudo-comic book fantasy, the less fun it seems, the more vaguely disturbing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this guy, this guy is the thorn on the rose bush of one of the SNES' best titles. To put it bluntly, Guile was an asshole, and anyone who picked Guile was an asshole. Why? Because if you knew how to play Guile, you could effectively put down any other player. All you had to do was sit in the corner and keep doing that backwards sonic kick thing and you were untouchable. Which is really frustrating: you're sitting down to play a nice fun game with some pals, and then the guy next to you picks Guile and the game sort of comes to a standstill. He keeps pushing the same combination over and over again, Guile keeps kicking, and anytime you try to hit him you get hit in return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you sitting here playing video games? Seriously, it's a good question. If you don't really want to play video games, if all you want to do is play in a disinterested, odious manner that frustrates the people around you, what is the point? You're an asshole, that's who, and Guile is an asshole for facilitating your churlishness.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-3028542430422043168?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 04:13:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>CONFESSIONS OF A SPINNER RACK JUNKIE.</title>
         <link>http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2009/09/confessions-of-spinner-rack-junkie.html</link>
         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SpqHLE5WiQI/AAAAAAAAEeU/uRpmhhSAdGM/s1600-h/2781896386_5d730daae6.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0pt 10px 10px 0pt;float:left;cursor:pointer;width:320px;height:240px;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SpqHLE5WiQI/AAAAAAAAEeU/uRpmhhSAdGM/s320/2781896386_5d730daae6.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375757729582713090&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once more into the breach, dear friends, with &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;CONFESSIONS OF A SPINNER RACK JUNKIE&lt;/span&gt;, where I opine in shortish fashion about comics that I have bought and/or received and/or read in the interval between August 19 through September 7, some of which may even still be on sale at finer comics selling establishments worldwide if you're lucky. Or not, as the case may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.org/coverview.lasso?id=629091&amp;amp;zoom=4&quot;&gt;BATMAN AND ROBIN #3&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Oh, Grant, Grant. What I am I going to do with you? I complain about needless obfuscation in &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Seaguy&lt;/span&gt;, yet I get dissatisfied when you play it straight here. It's enough to drive a poor comics geek to drink. Anyway, that's not to say that this is bad; anytime Morrison collaborates with Quitely there are multiple pleasures to be had- unfortunately mostly visual this time out, as Frank does the all-hell-breaking-loose resolution of the first story arc in smashing fashion. Recent fans of the Batman R.I.P. storyline have been delighted at the little bit of circular storytelling via the callback to that series which occurs at the end of this one...but I don't count myself among that number. This isn't bad, but it's no &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;All-Star Superman&lt;/span&gt;- hell, it's not even in the same league as &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;All-Star Batman and Robin&lt;/span&gt;, and it grieves me to say it. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.org/coverview.lasso?id=629097&amp;amp;zoom=4&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;BATMAN: STREETS OF GOTHAM #3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doesn't say much for your hero when he and his support have to call in the JLA to intimidate the latest threat. Nicely drawn, but dramatically inert. Isn't it about time for another&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt; Jingle Belle&lt;/span&gt; book? The back feature isn't much better, a disappointingly rote scuffle between costume-less (not naked, unfortunately) Manhunter and Jane Doe that is predictable in every way, and the art adds nothing. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;C-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.org/coverview.lasso?id=675123&amp;amp;zoom=4&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;DAREDEVIL #500:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, didn't see that coming necessarily, and I suppose it's at least a new direction, even if that direction points down &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Angel &lt;/span&gt;Street towards Wolfram and Hart. I suppose this is as good a way for Brubaker to exit the title as any. We also get a teaser for Andy Diggle's upcoming stint; a shortish story that brings Ann Nocenti, clumsy writing voice and all, back for a blatant nostalgia wallow, even though frankly (no pun intended there) I don't see how people can possibly be nostalgic for the Miller/Nocenti years when the character hasn't strayed from that path since his Marvel Knights resurrection over a decade ago. Anyway, it's a good-enough story made a lot better by David Aja's art. Finally, we get the standard pinups and a reprint of a Miller story, still effective after all this time (it has been quite a while since I've actually sat down and read those Miller issues, which I don't own anymore)...but sadly, I'm also reminded how much I hated Klaus Janson's inks then; sure, he could spot a black like nobody's business and was a deft hand with zip-a-tone, but his clunky, brittle line highlighted every shortcoming in Miller's equally clunky figure work, and he never made any penciller better except perhaps Sal Buscema. Anyway, as 500th issues go, this is just fine. I don't know why you'd want to get this, though, if you don't own the previous 125 or so. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.org/coverview.lasso?id=666797&amp;amp;zoom=4&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;DETECTIVE COMICS #856:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess I need to dig my Rucka/Martinbrough 90's-00's issues of Detective out of storage and reread, because I sure don't recall any storylines with morphing monster people in them. It's been a while, though, and I don't have every one of them, so I'm sure I just missed it. Anyway, doesn't matter, because they just add another layer of weird to an already odd story arc...and besides, it's the art that's the star here anyway, especially in a wonderful formal-ball fundraiser scene that features lots of well-staged sexual banter and some genuine tension of more than one kind; for the first time, Rucka provides enough to keep Williams from having to do all the heavy lifting and it really pays off. The Question backup pales in comparison, remaining bland and unmemorable, just the sort of story that got backup stories killed off before. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.org/coverview.lasso?id=626883&amp;amp;zoom=4&quot;&gt;FINAL CRISIS: RUN #'s 4,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.org/coverview.lasso?id=626884&amp;amp;zoom=4&quot;&gt;5:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Somehow I neglected to opine on #4; guess it got lost in the shuffle of losing my laptop. Anyway, it's pretty much on a par with its successor; despite the utter lack of anything remotely approaching a sympathetic character (even the Justice Leaguers are smart-ass dicks), Matt Sturges is somehow keeping me interested in the squalid goings-on as the Human Flame continues to run from, and confront, both the &quot;good&quot; guys and the &quot;bad&quot; guys who wish to a) kill him, or at least beat him up a lot before bringing him to justice, and b) kill him. Another writer might want to make us feel empathy for poor ol' misunderstood Flamey, but not Sturges- Flame keeps backstabbing, blinding, maiming, and dumping on anyone who comes in contact with him with one goal only- to become more powerful than those hunting him. He manages to achieve this in the cliffhanger ending of #5, what happens next remains to be seen and I'm happy to say that when all bets seem to be off to the degree it is here, well, who knows how it will end. Artwise, the hypermuscled style Freddie Williams brings to bear is not always a favorite of mine- think of a slightly more restrained Bart Sears- but he does a good job of ramping up the tension via pacing and layouts. By far the best of the Final Crisis Aftermath books I've read so far. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.org/coverview.lasso?id=649239&amp;amp;zoom=4&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREEN LANTERN #45:&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don't know, perhaps it's because I'm just not following all the myriad Blackest Night spinoffs as closely as I should, but half of this was exposition that dealt with events that happened in other books, and the other half was a long, boring, talky fight scene between Sinestro and Star Sapphire that would have gotten me all worked up when I was 15, but just tries my patience now. My admittedly tentative interest in this whole thing has begun to fade.&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt; C&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.org/coverview.lasso?id=671789&amp;amp;zoom=4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY #17:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I suppose it speaks to how comfortable Abnett and Lanning are with all this Cosmic Space Opera stuff that this modest little book is probably the best thing in that narrow, exclusive-to-Marvel genre since Jimbo Starlin broke that ice three decades ago, and the return of Jim's second-most interesting bad guy in this issue underscores it. The art, by Brad Walker, Victor Olazaba, and Scott Hanna blends together well and acheives a nice dynamism necessary for the breathless pace. Of course, this is still tying in with the War of Kings thing, but not to the story's detriment. The debriefing scenes annoy, because they're a kind of giveaway as far as who makes it through the events described (as if we didn't know anyway) and there are a couple of arbitrary cast member deaths that we all know probably won't last, but otherwise, this remains a very enjoyable little space romp. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vzHJ6LxBXCV8svO8ytNqDw?feat=directlink&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;HELLBLAZER #258&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/a&gt; Things keep going from bad to worse for poor ol' Conjob, as the mess he started keeps escalating, as it so often does for him. Effective Hammer-horror goings-on, effectively rescuing what seemed like a (again, no pun intended) DOA storyline just two months ago. Artist Giuseppe Camuncoli seems to finally be in a groove as well, just in time for Simon Bisley to step in next issue. This prospect is not one which excites me; I've never really been a fan of his work. Oh well, I'll continue to roll with the changes, as the song goes. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vTLLxwh13v6vTo7M7-tCtw?feat=directlink&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;HEROGASM #4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In which Garth gives us one of the more squirrely 9/11 conspiracy theories you'll ever run across, and this continues to slowly but surely build to a, well, climax, for lack of a better term, and I have to wonder what the ramifications will be for the main book. McCrea's art has been inconsistent, depending on who inks; I think this was his best issue yet, not coincidentally because he inked himself. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.org/coverview.lasso?id=666218&amp;amp;zoom=4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;IMMORTAL WEAPONS #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Weapon with all the spiders (Bride of Nine, or somesuch) gets her turn, as does &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Damned&lt;/span&gt; (I wish to Jebus the second trade would come out!) writer Cullen Bunn, and he gives us a pretty good old dark house-style mystery story in addition to a times-past account of the Bo9S's early history as well; the clash between the modern artifact-chase thread and the ancient battle-in-China scenarios is handled nicely. A big benefit is some slightly surprisingly (well, not so- he's a tremendous artist in whatever media he chooses) good pencil-and-ink work by Dan Brereton, stepping out of his painted comfort zone and showing a style that betrays a lot of Gene Colan, Don Newton, and I'd bet Gray Morrow influence. It looks mah-velous, despite three, count 'em three inkers. Not so mah-velous, but pretty darn good just the same, is the back feature, the continuation of the Iron Fist story by Duane Swiercynski and Travel Foreman that I'd bet was intended for the next few issues of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Immortal Iron Fist&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.org/coverview.lasso?id=666224&amp;amp;zoom=4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;INCREDIBLE HERCULES #133:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Herc off pretending to be Thor, we look in on Amadeus Cho as he tries to get to the bottom of the events that lead to the death of his parents, his sister's disappearance, and why he's regarded as the &quot;seventh smartest person in the world&quot;. What he finds is one of those &quot;town under the thrall of an evil, mind-controlling genius&quot; scenarios, but Van Lente and Pak typically handle it with a light touch, and have my interest. Love the reference to the wonderfully cheesy old Sci-Fi B-movie &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.badmovies.org/movies/fiendface/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Fiend Without a Face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in the floating brains scenes, and we get yet another amusing recap at the beginning. So far, gotta go with the Thorcules story as the most entertaining, but Amadeus' at least has me wondering where it's heading. I wish the art was a bit better; it's slick and professional looking, and Photoshopped up real purty, but it lacks personality, that little something extra that makes the eye sit up and take notice. Oh well, could be worse. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.org/coverview.lasso?id=676488&amp;amp;zoom=4&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;INVINCIBLE IRON MAN #17:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I suppose this is the time-honored &quot;darkness before the dawn&quot; type issue; things certainly don't look good for Pepper, Maria Hill, and especially Tony Stark, whose self-inflicted memory loss keeps getting worse and worse. Of course, I've been reading comics long enough to know that whatever happens won't be as dire as it seems it's going to be...but Fraction is enough of a wild card as a writer to raise the specter of possibility that something significant &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;might&lt;/span&gt;...just &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; happen. The whole &quot;Dark Reign&quot; background remains a fertile ground for interesting character interaction as well. Salvador Larocca continues to provide adequate, but unexceptional art. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.org/coverview.lasso?id=635791&amp;amp;zoom=4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;JUSTICE SOCIETY OF AMERICA #30:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The character interaction was OK, I guess, but otherwise this is just another slickly done generic spandex slugfest, mostly bereft of the more purposed feel that Johns brought to the party. Nice to see Eclipso back, although the last time I saw the character, he was a she, Jean Loring to be precise. Guess something happened in some comic or another I didn't read. Oh well, if this is the kind of retro back-to-the-80's-feel comics you're looking for, then I guess this is as good a place to get it as any. Me, I'm beginning to think my time could be spent doing something else more worthwhile. That Cyclone sure is cute, though. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;D+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.org/coverview.lasso?id=667614&amp;amp;zoom=4&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;MADAME XANADU #14:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Sandman Mystery Theatre&lt;/span&gt; nostalgia continues unabated as Wagner gives us Wesley Dodds in full gas mask and fedora regalia this issue, as he encounters Madame X in the course of an investigation. So for that, if nothing else, this issue is a winner, and the encounter is done very well, as is the alternate Spanish Inquisition flashback. Mike Kaluta's art is a bit better this time out as well; of course, it's as finely detailed and expertly staged as usual, with excellent period detail as well, but the awkward figure drawings in evidence last time are practically nonexistent. Another fine chapter of this consistently good series. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.org/coverview.lasso?id=635790&amp;amp;zoom=4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;POWER GIRL #4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one thankfully returns to what made her previous miniseries, as well as the subsequent&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt; Terra&lt;/span&gt; series, as much fun to read as it was, as PG and her young friend team up to battle a magical ecoterrorist. It also helps that no matter how dire your script may be, putting Amanda Connor in charge of illustrating it is a recipe for success, she's just great as usual. This is the first issue that I can recommend to the curious, and for the first time, I hope it continues, and not just so I can see more Connor art. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PFkk9BSrBDAgLRkQQlHrKg?feat=directlink&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;SCALPED #31:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;The plight of Dash Bad Horse and the fallout from Red Crow's actions i the previous issue provide most of the story impetus this time out, although there are many other interesting things going on in the background. More of the hard-hitting dramatics we've all come to expect from Aaron and Guera. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt; A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comics.org/coverview.lasso?id=671866&amp;amp;zoom=4&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;SHOWCASE PRESENTS: ECLIPSO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Growing up, I read a lot of comic books that were written by Bob Haney. I read many, many issues of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Teen Titans, Metamorpho, Aquaman&lt;/span&gt;, and later on I was a regular buyer of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;The Brave and the Bold&lt;/span&gt; until I was in my early twenties. I generally liked Mr. Haney's work, as awkwardly dialogued and as jerry-rigged, plotwise, as it could be- he was rarely dull, and usually always seemed to be enjoying what he was writing. So believe me when I tell you that this is easily the worst Bob Haney stuff I've ever read. That said, I've always liked the Eclipso character, when he would pop up here and there in comics I'd read as a kid; you may recall the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Metal Men &lt;/span&gt;story I wrote about the other day as one example. Ol' Clipsy seemed like a great, hissable villain, ruthless and evil and with a cool visual style and power. But the first run of Eclipso stories saw print (1963-1965) before I really started buying a wide variety of comics (or, more accurately, had my mom and dad buy them, heh), and while I'm sure I saw issues of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;House of Secrets&lt;/span&gt; on the racks, I guess there were just others I was more interested in. The first time I read an Eclipso solo story (i.e., not as a villain in &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Justice League&lt;/span&gt; or whatever), it was a reprint that appeared in Archie Goodwin's 1970's &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Detective Comics&lt;/span&gt; run; it was illustrated by Alex Toth, whose work I remember liking when I saw it in other places like &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;CARtoons&lt;/span&gt; and other DC books. The story didn't make much of an impression on me, and reading it now once more as one of the selections in this collection, I can see why. I'm kinda getting ahead of myself here, I know, so to sum up so far: Appearing in&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt; House of Secrets&lt;/span&gt; #'s 61-80 (he closed the book down the first time, before they revived it with supernatural stories), Eclipso was an attempt to do a Sci-Fi kind of Jekyll &amp;amp; Hyde tale; probably inspired by the success Marvel eventually had with the Hulk, it's the story of a young scientist named Bruce Gordon who ran afoul of a hostile tribal chief named Mophir on an island, and who was scratched by the chief's mysterious black diamond as he plunged to his death in a scuffle with Gordon. After that, every time an eclipse of the sun or moon occurred, Gordon would transform into Eclipso, a malevolent doppleganger who used the power of the diamond to carry out his evil schemes, most notably by firing a black power beam out of his eye through the dark gem. Also mixed up in this is Gordon's mentor, Professor Bennett, and his daughter, Bruce's fiance, Mona. At first, only the Prof knows Bruce's secret, but eventually Mona gets wise. Anyway, right off the bat, we see that Haney isn't interested in exploring this schism; Gordon is portrayed as a stoic, heroic, good guy and Eclipso is cunning, vicious and cruel- but Haney never seeks to establish that perhaps this is a side of Gordon that he was never able to release, until the magic black diamond enabled him to do so. The typical plots, as the series went on, usually always followed a basic template: eclipse happens (or light passes over him and puts him in shadow, it often got ridiculous how many different ways Haney enabled Bruce's changes- eclipses don't happen nearly as often in real life as they do in these stories), Bruce changes (or splits off, that happened later), raises hell for no real good reason except some sort of vague &quot;conquer the world/nation/something&quot; master plan that only seemed to exist as a reason for 'Clipsy to act evil, Bruce and the Prof concoct a way to change Bruce back (often several times in a story), and eventually they get rid of Eclipso for good- &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;or do they&lt;/span&gt;? Haney, to his credit, did seek to change things up from time to time- a (probably editor-mandated) team up with book-mate Prince Ra-Man, which was pretty much the highlight of the post-Toth issues simply because it was different, and contriving ways to physically separate Gordon and Eclipso, to allow for more movement of both and potential conflict, I suppose. Regardless, these stories, even the handful illustrated by the great Toth, are depressingly routine and often nonsensical; as so many writers did back then, the characters are constantly explaining and describing everything to everyone, and with the exception of Ra-Man, there was not one memorable villain in the entire run. After a few early issues by Lee Elias, whose Caniffesque style was fine, if unexciting, Toth took over for about six issues and delivered a typically outstanding job- he was really coming into the style that he became loved for. Unfortunately, he doesn't seem to be especially engaged with the scripts (I can only imagine what he must have thought of them, as finicky and outspoken as he could be), and his imaginative layout style is subsumed in favor of just the basics. He doesn't even letter many of them; the one or two that he does really stand out by comparison. Eventually, after Toth moved on (probably to Hanna-Barbera), Jack Sparling took over, and his grubby, awkward style really looked lackluster and unimpressive. I'm sure he was a reliable artist, and not without talent, but while he could do a mean horror/mystery tale he was all wrong for superhero action- as he proved not only here but on &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Metamorpho&lt;/span&gt; and other titles as well in his mid-late 60's stint with DC. So that's what you're getting with this package, I'm sorry to say- the worst of Bob Haney, and some awfully uninspired at best and sloppily-rendered, bland at worst art. Eventually, Eclipso kept popping up in other places, usually as a bad guy, until he finally was done well by Walt Simonson, and his notorious 1980's solo series had some definite highlights in the course of its 18 issues too. No wonder it took so long, seeing what we were given at the beginning- this is by no stretch the best of Silver Age DC at all. Recommended for Toth completists only; this would get a big fat D if not for him. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-4351792889432169417?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 11:01:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>Trouble Waiting to Happen.</title>
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         <description>&lt;div&gt;I don't usually repost press notices here when I get them, but I thought I could make an exception with this...&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comic Book Galaxy Expands in Tenth Year with New Group Blog TROUBLE WITH COMICS &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(The Comics Internet) -- Now in its tenth year of pushing comix forward, Comic Book Galaxy has had as few as one and as many as two dozen contributors at any given time in its history. As it rolls into its tenth year, the Galaxy is expanding once again with the creation of the new group blog &lt;b&gt;TROUBLE WITH COMICS&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Comic Book Galaxy publisher Alan David Doane says in his post introducing the new blog that &quot;[Trouble with Comics] grew out of conversations with my good friend and partner in thoughtcrime Chris Allen, as I was assembling my recent eBook, Conversations with ADD. I had to dig into the Galaxy's deepest, hidden recesses to find some of the material for the eBook, and Chris helped me pound it all into shape. As we worked together on all that, I think we both realized just how much we missed feeling the rush we got from the most exciting times we had together (and sometimes separately) on Comic Book Galaxy. With that in mind, we started talking to good writers we knew, some who wrote for Comic Book Galaxy in the past, some who are new faces around the Galaxy Clubhouse but who nonetheless agree with our stated goal of 'pushing comix forward.'&quot;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edited by Galaxy veterans Alan David Doane and Christopher Allen, the mix of contributing writers to &lt;b&gt;TROUBLE WITH COMICS&lt;/b&gt; includes returning Comic Book alumni Johnny Bacardi, d. emerson eddy, Mick Martin, Marc Sobel and Diana Tamblyn, as well as writers new to Comic Book Galaxy like Alex Ness, Matt Springer, and David Wynne.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;TROUBLE WITH COMICS&lt;/b&gt; will include regular reviews and features, as well as interviews, profiles, previews and more. Among the features currently on the blog is the first in a new series of Five Questions interviews by Alan David Doane, this one featuring comics writer Ron Marz.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can read &lt;b&gt;TROUBLE WITH COMICS &lt;/b&gt;by going to &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookgalaxy.com/troublewithcomics/&quot;&gt;www.comicbookgalaxy.com/ troublewithcomics/&lt;/a&gt; and subscribe to its RSS feed at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookgalaxy.com/troublewithcomics/atom.xml&quot;&gt;http://www.comicbookgalaxy. com/troublewithcomics/atom.xml&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the way it is. I know, I know, I hear you saying &quot;But JB, you can't even maintain a regular posting schedule on your OWN blog, how you gonna contribute to this?&quot; And that's a good question. I'm thinking and hoping the great talent assembled there will prod and inspire me. I do have one longish post in the works, one which I've been asked to do by more than one person, so there's that...and plans are afoot for theme weeks and that sort of thing, which I think I could take part in as well. Regardless, I think ADD and the rest are OK with my irregular posting, so we'll see how it works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class=&quot;embeddedvideo&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/twxEtfdw82Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Guess you can call me &quot;Trouble Man&quot; for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-474719823942016236?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 12:52:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Two Jakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&amp;hellip;</title>
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         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Two Jakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't forget about the X-Men. I've actually been thinking about them for a while now, ever since I started writing about them infrequently. More than anything else I would like to thank everyone who had commented on the subject. I began the subject with a simple question - why are the X-Men no longer as popular, when for almost the entirety of the 1990s they were the industry's dominant franchise, and even more, one of the most dominant franchises in the medium's history? I had a few ideas about the subject which I spent some time exploring, but also a number of misapprehensions and suppositions which were subsequently refined or corrected by the comments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first mistake - and it's a common mistake, really, so I can't feel too bad about making it - is presuming some kind of continuity between the initial, long 17-year Claremont run and the subsequent years. It's obvious on the face of it that the books changed overnight once the adjectiveless &lt;i&gt;X-Men&lt;/i&gt; began and Claremont left the ostensible flagship &lt;i&gt;Uncanny&lt;/i&gt;. But the mistake I made was in asking why exactly the books continued to be popular after Claremont left, assuming that the dip in quality would have been obvious to anyone reading at the time - it was to me, certainly, and many others who enjoyed the Claremont run but had little to do with the franchise throughout the following years. The real question is not why people stuck with the franchise when it got &quot;bad&quot;. The real question is why Marvel was stupid enough to screw over the franchise in the late 90s and early 00s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before 1991, the X-franchise was, while overwhelmingly popular, still not dominant to the degree it would be. There were only three main titles - &lt;i&gt;Uncanny&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;X-Factor&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;New Mutants&lt;/i&gt; - with two peripheral titles, &lt;i&gt;Wolverine&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Excalibur&lt;/i&gt;. These last two were very obviously peripheral for one reason: they were printed on better paper and cost fifty cents more than the regular newsprint books. This meant that the books didn't get directly involved in crossovers. I don't know really why this was, but Baxter paper books (was it still called Baxter paper?), because of their price, were never vital components of crossovers or promotions. Perhaps this was one last holdover of the idea that the company's mainline titles should be readily accessible and affordable to the youngest readers. It would be interesting to know why this perception existed, but I know as a reader at the time I could discern a definite difference between the regular $1 &lt;i&gt;Punisher&lt;/i&gt; book and the $1.50 &lt;i&gt;Punisher War Journal&lt;/i&gt; - they were both Code titles, but the $1.50 books seemed to get away with a &lt;i&gt;bit&lt;/i&gt; more than the newsprint line, and existed at a slight remove from month-to-month continuity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event, this distinction disappeared altogether in the early 90s - printing standards rose dramatically, for one. They were already rising before Image started - Marvel had just recently dropped the universally reviled Flexographic process and even the mainline books looked dramatically better. But when the Image guys took charge of their new books and made $1.95 the standard intro price for the company's regular books, it was really only a matter of time before everyone else followed suit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early 1990s, Marvel decided, with good reason, that since nothing sold as well as the X-Men, they would start making as many X-Men books as possible. I can't say how much of an influence Claremont's presence had on the line's relatively conservative growth up to then, but I have always suspected that he exerted a stronger presence than not. Consider that of the four ongoing spinoffs released up to 1991, he had personally launched three of them, and his displeasure over &lt;i&gt;X-Factor&lt;/i&gt; created continuity problems that eventually resulted in the line's biggest-to-that-point X-over, 1988's &lt;i&gt;Inferno&lt;/i&gt;. But whether or not correlation was causation in this instance, nevertheless, once he left the floodgates opened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the funny thing is, once the line started to explode in the early 90s, the fanbase did as well. It was popular before, sure, but the fans who came in with Jim Lee, Rob Liefeld and the Saturday morning cartoon didn't care who the hell Chris Claremont was. (It didn't help that in the years immediately preceding 1991, &lt;i&gt;Uncanny&lt;/i&gt; had been entrenched on a years-long &quot;X-Men disassembled&quot; storyline that featured the team dismantled, and whole months passed with only third-raters like Forge and Banshee as placeholders.*) Or maybe they knew who he was, but Wolverine as a &lt;i&gt;character&lt;/i&gt; was more important than Claremont or even Lee &amp; Liefeld as &lt;i&gt;creators&lt;/i&gt;. This was the moment when the line really exploded, and oddly enough it also coincided with the moment when the line consciously pared away amount of influence any individual creator could exert on the line. Suddenly, things became interchangeable. There were a half-dozen top-shelf artists moving between the top titles, but none of them were ever in any danger of becoming marquee names. There were any number of competent writers, but no single writer could be allowed to develop any kind of long-term proprietary interest over the books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number one draw was the characters. From Marvel's perspective, the Claremont years were probably no less and aberration than the early 90s pre-Image explosion. Marvel didn't own Chris Claremont, but they &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; own Wolverine, and you don't get any credit for guessing which property they're more concerned with keeping safe and happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what the X-Books were in the 1990s: one big giant ongoing soap-opera, of which no component was more important than the larger franchise. If you bought one, you were practically committed to buying most or all. Even when the titles floundered, even when the stories were ill-conceived, poorly drawn, badly written and even nonsensical, there were so many of the things being produced that momentum was never lost. Being a fan of the X-books was like being a fan of a sports franchise: you liked the X-Men like a Chicago fan likes the the Cubs. Sure, the Cubs never &lt;i&gt;quite&lt;/i&gt; make it, but you enjoy the show all season anyway. Sure, some fair-weather fans may come and go as the home team waxes and wanes, but there's still a huge amount of people who stay committed through thick and thin. Sometimes, and this is something that is occasionally hard to comprehend for many, the franchise thrives &lt;i&gt;despite&lt;/i&gt; the low quality of many of its constituent books. The reason for this is simple: people get loyal, and this loyalty takes buying X-Men books above the level of a simple capitalistic exchange of money for a good or bad comic and places it instead on the plane of loyalty to an idea. Ask any Red Sox fan circa 2004: there is nothing sweeter than a long-delayed victory, made even sweeter &lt;i&gt;because&lt;/i&gt; of the turmoil wrought on the long-suffering fanbase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early 1990s the X-Books were popular enough that even when they started to shed readers at a precipitate rate in the late 90s, the books were still popular enough to almost single-handedly keep Marvel afloat in its darkest hours. (People remembered the Age of Apocalypse, and the memory of how well-received that event was kept the books warm even through Onslaught and Operation: Zero Tolerence.) Seriously, the only possible reason why Marvel still insists on publishing so many X-books despite the general antipathy towards many of the secondary and tertiary titles is long-standing institutional memory - these books sold well during some very dark times, so it stands to reason they should always be remembered with pride by the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if we can return for one second to the sports metaphor: when the &lt;i&gt;fin de siecle&lt;/i&gt; hit, things changed. Even when the franchise was at its lowest nadir of quality, the perception of an ongoing, uninterrupted soap-opera narrative continuing without pause since roughly 1991 (or even 1975) remained intact. But then - well. Sports fans will stay with a team through even the most ignoble defeats and embarrassing scandals. They will forgive anything. But the fact is, with the notable exception of the Green Bay Packers, &lt;i&gt;the fans don't own the teams&lt;/i&gt;. The owners take the fans for granted ,and with good reason. But there is &lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt; thing the owners can do too demolish this fanbase, one breach of absolute trust, one surefire method to demarcate the the end of one era and the beginning of a new, a clear and violent jumping-off point for even the most hardcore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owners can always move the team. It's their prerogative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when Marvel decided to push the X-books back to prominence after a rather disastrous few years (despite Alan Davis' generally well-received run, it still culminated in The Shattering, the Twelve and Claremont's disastrous return), they didn't just revamp the line by putting better creators on the books and getting back to first principles. Or, er, they might have &lt;i&gt;thought&lt;/i&gt; that was what they were doing, but it wasn't quite the same thing. They decided to do the equivalent of moving the franchise to another city: they set down a line in the sand between the &quot;old&quot; X-Men - you know, the books that regardless of any other considerations had been the company's lifeblood for the previous decade - and the New X-Men. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They could not have made their wishes more explicit: this weren't yer father's X-Men, this was something different. Whether or not Morrison's X-Men were any good is totally besides the point. It &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; a good book, but it wouldn't have been any less good if it had been a new series &lt;i&gt;a la&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Astonishing&lt;/i&gt; or, contemporaneously, &lt;i&gt;X-Treme&lt;/i&gt;. The point is that the &quot;New&quot; X-Men provided a convenient jumping off point for as many readers as it may have attracted. And the new readers jumping aboard with Morrison weren't the type of readers who were going to become fanatically attached to the franchise properties above all other considerations. Marvel's bread and butter in the 1990s was a solid core of fandom who had been trained to disregard creators and individual styles - which is not to say that these were ignored, just of secondary importance, even in the case of monstrously popular artists such as Joe Madureira. Suddenly, all the fans who had suffered through the worst of the 90s were being told that the stories they liked, the characters they loved, weren't going to be the backbone of the franchise anymore. Suddenly, the X-Men weren't the X-Men - the team had been moved. It didn't matter if the new owners pointed out how much better the team was doing in its new stadium across the country - for the fans, it just wasn't their team anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have decided that Forge is my second-least-favorite Marvel character, behind only Morbius the Living Vampire. Why Claremont though this character was interesting at all is beyond me, and why he decided to devote a solid year of the book in the 80s to The Adventures of Forge and his Paddy** Sidekick Banshee is simply beyond me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** I can say &quot;Paddy&quot;, my name is O'Neil.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-4471085467293235696?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8UslstIr5Lq5bQKaHXXIfg?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SqzR-OHjuLI/AAAAAAAAEhs/yfOXis9w8go/s800/ADVENTURE_COMICS_2.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going through my Google Reader feed, and noticed a post in which someone waxed enthusiastic about this cover for the new &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Adventure Comics &lt;/span&gt;#2. And that's fine, it's a romantic image, well drawn by promising newcomer Francis Manapul. I can see why this person liked it; it evokes the classic-for-some Superman-flying-with-Lois scene from the first Superman flick, and I always appreciate a comic book cover that employs understatement rather than the usual hysterics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is, I also look at this cover and wonder exactly what practical purpose having one's picnic thirty feet in the air, on the back of your super-dog no less, would serve. Seems like you'd always be having to fly down to the ground to get this or that, and if you should drop your napkin, well, better have a few more handy! I'm sure this Kon-El character would have anticipated it, because, well, he's super and all that. Poor Krypto will, I'm sure, be begging for scraps, and that could cause some tension-mounting plunging-to-the-ground situations as he scrambles to get them. I'm sure he'll get impatient and be glad when his master gets done pitching woo as he munches on his tunafish sandwich, and heaven help them if he spies a cat on the ground below! Maybe it's just because my soul is a shriveled-up little black thing that resembles a raisin, who knows...but this scenario just looks odd and impractical to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviews coming. Coming at a snail's pace, but they're coming just the same.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-2936854406907017545?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 23:04:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy Trails&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&amp;hellip;</title>
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         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy Trails&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.scarygoround.com/?date=20090911&quot;&gt;the last &lt;i&gt;Scary Go Round&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ever. I'm sad about that. It has been one of my favorite comics for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Allison showed up in the comments when I spoke about Achewood the other day, rightfully pointing out that comparing &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; living cartoonist to Charles Schulz is something of a canard. Well, yes, that it is, just like comparing modern superhero artists to Kirby doesn't do a lot for advancing that conversation either. I knew it was a red herring when I wrote it, but I still did it for a very specific reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best things about cartooning is that, as an artform, it really offers a unique format with which to observe an artist's talent grow and mature. Sure, you can make these sort of observations with just about any kind of artist or medium - Pitchfork just did &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://pitchfork.com/reviews/albums/13425-stereo-box-in-mono/&quot;&gt;a whole week on the new Beatles' remasters&lt;/a&gt;, a series of reviews that drew specific attention to the ways in which the Beatles' sound and approach to musicmaking changed over the course of seven extremely busy and fraught years. This is an old story but still fascinating, not just because of the music itself, but because the frequency with which the music was made contributed to a fuller picture of the music and the musicians. They released so much music in such a short amount of time that it feels, at least in retrospect, like every moment of their creative maturation is recorded for posterity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, no matter how much the most prolific musician might release, they've got nothin' on a strip cartoonist*. Day-in, day-out, they've got to produce a strip. If there is one thing the last few years of excellent strip reprint projects has taught me, is that there are few more edifying experiences in all of comics than sitting down with a two-year chunk of, say, &lt;i&gt;Terry &amp; the Pirates&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Dick Tracy&lt;/i&gt; and swallowing it whole. Incremental change flies by in the time it takes you to turn the page, and before your very eyes you witness an artist mutating, growing and bettering himself, using the pressure of daily deadlines as a kind of crucible to constantly improve themselves. It's not just broad strokes but every little detail - little things like the kind of brushstroke Caniff used to draw people's cheekbones, minuscule details that might not have stood out when observed daily over the course of the decade but which, when seen together, add up to vast differences. A cartoonist who releases artwork on a regular basis gets to grow up in public in a manner not really analogous to any other kind of art**. Sure, a touring band will improve daily, but most people don't get the change to follow a young rock band on the road for the first two or three years of their existence in order to register the gradual change from scrappy young naifs to grizzled pros. In comics, you get to do that, and I have really sincerely come to believe that this sort of intimate experience is one of the true pleasures of comics as an artform, unique among others. It's not just that an artist improves, but that they leave concrete, verifiable traces of every step of the process, from the very beginnings to the present moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the first episode of &lt;i&gt;Scary Go Round&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.scarygoround.com/?date=20020604&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It could have been drawn by an entirely different artist that today's strip. Look at the first &lt;i&gt;Bobbins&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://bobbins.keenspot.com/d/19980921.html&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Pretty amazing, no? From an almost total cipher to one of the most influential webcartoonists extant - just ask Jeph Jaques or Kate Beaton - that's an amazing arc for just eleven years. He's not retiring anytime soon - he promises a new start with a new strip (with some of the same characters) in a week or so, but still. Every new chapter is preceded by the closing of the previous chapter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thank you, John Allison. Thank you for providing one of my favorite strips for seven years running; thank you for having the stamina and perseverance to make yourself a better cartoonist and giving us all the opportunity to watch every step of the way; thank you for your funny characters and your willingness to follow every joke to its logical conclusion regardless of how preposterous it may have seemed; thank you for answering my fan letters about why Tessa and Rachel disappeared from the strip. No thank yous for setting them on fire, however, that was just mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I wouldn't put it past Robert Pollard to start releasing a song a day, but it's not really the same thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Perhaps in the 18th and 19th centuries, when prose fiction was released primarily in serial form, it might have been possible to observe similar effects - but since fiction is no longer received that way, that is an experience most modern readers will never have (some internet experiments notwithstanding).&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-49972551729712714?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;The World's Greatest&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/09/worlds-greatest-assholes-asshole-is.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;The World's Greatest Assholes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An asshole is less than a villain - not usually a schemer or a manipulator, no great personality and even with even less motivation. An asshole is someone who manages to get by simply by being a tremendous dick, sometimes for no reason, sometimes just because he's getting paid to be a dick by someone else. Assholes are quite simply obnoxious and indefatigably nasty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it should come as no surprise that the biggest asshole of the day is none other than:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.smashbros.com/en_us/items/assist/images/assist15/assist15_080206_art8.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who ever played &lt;i&gt;Super Mario Brothers&lt;/i&gt; knows this asshole well. How frustrating: you're cruising along, stomping on mushroom things and kicking green turtles, and suddenly some dick on a flying cloud starts raining spiny death down from the sky. At least the King Koopa has some motivation: he wants to ravish Princess Peach, steal a kingdom, amass some flying gold coins. He's greedy for some reason, and even though he's a giant turtle dinosaur thing he wants a (moderately) human bride. Fair enough. But Lakitu is just a straight-up &lt;i&gt;punk&lt;/i&gt;, pulling down a paycheck from the boss to drop exotic munitions on some fat Italian plumbers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, if Lakitu had been around in the 60s he would probably have been delighted to drop thousands of gallons of napalm on the Viet-Cong. If he had been working for the Allied Command in World War II, he would have flown the inaugural bombing run on Dresden. As horrifying as war in general - and Mushroom Kingdom skirmishes in particular - may be, there is a special kind of terror involved in the act of dropping heavy ordinance from the skies onto hapless victims. Lakitu is, quite simply, an asshole and a dick of the highest magnitude: if there are ever war crimes tribunals in the Mushroom Kingdom, he'll be first on the docket.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-6252005432780902123?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2009 12:10:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;Tea?&quot;</title>
         <link>http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/2009/09/tea.html</link>
         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_3U9pTLG0hYQlTGC82Yp1w?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SqevHbZFV6I/AAAAAAAAEhg/2j1iG50Mfhw/s800/Jack_Staff_06-22.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AY_BSQ06xdgJCNeLqm0Hww?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SqevHZY2TuI/AAAAAAAAEhk/wIYNZ-6G8DE/s800/Jack_Staff_06-23.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Y3r-HxCpm_4JdetwpBegTQ?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/_p1IO2se12VI/SqevHYxq6NI/AAAAAAAAEho/0wMPzYiTC50/s800/Jack_Staff_06-24.jpg&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your reading pleasure, the three pages which made me a fan of &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_Grist&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Paul Grist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and his &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Jack Staff&lt;/span&gt; (and later on, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Kane&lt;/span&gt;) series. I had seen his work before, most notably in an issue of TwoMorrows' &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Comic Book Artist&lt;/span&gt;, which sported a back cover depicting the X-Men, most notably Professor X, in his unusual (well, unusual by mainstream comics standards, especially in the late 90's) style. I think I had also seen him mentioned in the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Journal &lt;/span&gt;once or twice, I was still buying it regularly then. Anyway, I was intrigued, but by the time I first discovered him &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Kane&lt;/span&gt; had suspended publication, and he had already self-pubbed five issues of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Jack&lt;/span&gt;, plus I just didn't recall seeing very many issues of either at my comics store, and neither did I want to dive into the back issue boxes and get #'s, oh, 12, 17, and 20 of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Kane&lt;/span&gt;, then be frustrated for months looking for others. But when I spied &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Jack &lt;/span&gt;#6 on the rack, all brand new and shiny with its loud orange cover, I pounced. I was entertained by Grist's always-lively layout style, with its extreme perspectives and panel placements, along with his deft use of black and white areas...but what really got me was the deceptively simple, very British and understated scripting style he employed, in display above. He's still doing this sort of thing to this day. I've been a fan and a reader ever since, going back and acquiring the back issues of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Jack&lt;/span&gt; I missed, as well as continuing to pick up the ongoing series, now printed in color by Image. I also went out and got all the collected trades of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Kane&lt;/span&gt;, a cop series that is even better than &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Jack&lt;/span&gt; in a lot of ways, and one I hope he returns to someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this is in order to send Mr. Grist a Bacardi Show Birthday Greeting on this, his birthday today. Hope it's a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golly, if it weren't for birthdays, I'd never post anything around here, would I? Anyway, reviews are forthcoming.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3885021-5050943043803568479?l=johnnybacardi.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>Johnny B</author>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2009 01:29:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Has Achewood Lost It's&amp;hellip;</title>
         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/09/has-achewood-lost-its-groove-i-put.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Has Achewood Lost It's Groove?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put the question in the title not because I intend to make a definitive argument either way. I'm torn. It seemed for a bit as if the current storyline, which began with Ray learning the (ahem) ins-and-outs of writing Sapphic erotica and culminated with (another) death of Roast Beef - with Cartilage Head and some wicked Chris Ware pastiches thrown in along the way - was building for something big. &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.fleen.com/archives/2009/08/07/what-the-hell-people/&quot;&gt;Gary Tyrell said&lt;/a&gt; we were in for something as big or &lt;i&gt;bigger&lt;/i&gt; than the Great Outdoor Fight, perhaps the strip's greatest extended storyline. I was on board, too - it seemed as if the strip was climbing out of its recent doldrums and getting exciting again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then - well, I dunno. I'm still on board, obviously. I've been with Achewood since the very beginning - since way back when I saw an ad for the strip in the back pages of the Journal advertising &quot;animals blitzed out of their minds on hooch&quot;, or some such immortal ad slogan. Looking back at the archives, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://m.assetbar.com/achewood/uua7X4JNk&quot;&gt;the first strip ran on 10/01/01&lt;/a&gt;. That was a really weird time in general. It didn't seem to have anything to do with anything, but it hit me right where I live, and since then - no joke - there probably hasn't been 48 hours passed in that entire time when I haven't checked Achewood for updates. I have one of the first printings of the first book Onstad ever put together - a dinky little saddle-stitched affair with a plain white cover and a tiny illustration of Phillipe and Theodore on the cover - &quot;A Momentary Diversion On the Road to the Grave&quot;. It even has a little personalized sketch of a sad Roast Beef with indigestion from eating too many nachos and an inscription to my (then) wife and I. I didn't pay for the sketch or inscriptions, but he did them anyway - that's just how Achewood rolled back in the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't one of those, &quot;man, your old stuff was better&quot; posts. If there is one thing that has been true of Achewood since its inception, it is that it has gotten steadily &lt;i&gt;better&lt;/i&gt; for almost the entirety of its existence. At first it was gag-a-day, then continuity developed, then subplots, larger storylines, epics. A small cast soon ballooned into, what? Hundreds of people slipping in and out? I'm pretty much in the tank as far as you can possibly be for Achewood. It's probably one of the dozen or so great comics of the last decade - not webcomics, &lt;i&gt;comics&lt;/i&gt;, period. I truly believe that - it had the potential to be one of the defining works of the current era, and to a large degree it has fulfilled those expectations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was speaking to a friend the other day who pointed out that the strip ain't what it used to be, for a number of reasons. Now again I need to preface this by saying I don't necessarily agree with his criticisms - but now that I've had a couple days to mull them over, I'm not quite sure I &lt;i&gt;dis&lt;/i&gt;agree with them, either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first point is that the strip has struggled to regain its equilibrium after the month-long hiatus coinciding with Onstad's move to Oregon. Now, I am not sure I buy this at all - looking back through the archives, there's some great stuff, including the resolution of the Charlie Smuckles stuck in 18th century Wales plotline, featuring the return of the Magical Realism Mexican textile industry. That brings us up to June and the first stirrings of the current storyline. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second point is that the strip is having a harder time juggling its cast. In the past, arguably the strip's greatest strength was that there was a surfeit of really good - or at least really funny - characters to draw from. It was typical for extended storylines to be interrupted multiple times in progress by, say, a Theodore gag strip or a Mr. Bear and Lyle conversation, or whatever. You got the idea that these characters were strong enough that just having them around sparked more ideas than could be reasonably contained in any convention storyline, and gratifying tangents multiplied. Usually the best storylines consisted of multiple tangents which fed and informed each other. I see some truth in this criticism, honestly, even if I also acknowledge that it could be merely a blip in the current storyline. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's also the third, and perhaps most damning critique. The strip just doesn't come out like it used to. Now, obviously, you've got the caveat that it's free and we shouldn't complain about free. That's a given. But you know, at some point you can feel a cartoonist's enthusiasm start to wane and his attention begin to wander. Is Onstad getting ready to make a move to larger, stand-alone works, the kind of which &lt;i&gt;The Great Outdoor Fight&lt;/i&gt; collected edition would serve as a model? Are the longer and longer gaps between strips indicative of diffused attention or impatience? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, let's be clear: he's under no compulsion to provide cartoons except for his own volition. I don't have any kind of contract with him regarding a certain level of output - hah! Achewood has never been daily, it's usually been thrice weekly. But lately the gaps are are getting wider. Now, when you look at a strip like &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://achewood.com/index.php?date=08312009&quot;&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, you have to wonder - is he really trying to become Chris Ware? Because honestly, I don't think that's the best role model for any cartoonist to adopt. I kind of sort of gave up on Chris Ware a while ago - not that he's not a master, obviously he is, but his particular blend of technical mastery and pinched, emotionally astringent subject matter is getting, frankly, stale. I haven't read a new chapter of Rusty Brown in a few years - maybe he's switched it up in the last couple installments. But his work repels me a little bit. I think Onstad has a far better ear for character and emotion than Ware - yeah, I said it. Attempting to replicate Ware's most pained achievements of technical wizardry aren't exactly going to do a lot in terms of the strip's core strengths: character-driven melodrama, anarchic plotting and - when in doubt - &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://achewood.com/index.php?date=01252002&quot;&gt;raunchy slapstick&lt;/a&gt;. I say: move past Chris Ware. It's doing more harm than good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly? I think there comes a time when a cartoonist needs to shit or get off the pot. Charles Schulz produced a strip every day for fifty goddamn years without so much as an assistant. Now, not everyone has to be Schulz. But the point is that if you're going to be a strip cartoonist of any kind you have to have at least some consistency - it's part of the job description. Nick Gurewitch quit the &lt;i&gt;Perry Bible Fellowship&lt;/i&gt; because he just wasn't ready for the grind, and didn't want to be a daily (or even weekly) strip cartoonist. Now, that was a big disappointment for me - PBF was a great strip. Still makes me laugh when I troll the archives, even at strips I've read half a dozen times. But you know what? &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://pbfcomics.com/?cid=PBF247-Catch_Phrase.jpg&quot;&gt;He didn't want to do the thing to death.&lt;/a&gt; We can call him a dilettante - hell, I just did. He will most likely never hit on anything as good as PBF again. Most people are lucky to have one idea that hits half as well as that, and anyone who thinks they can just pull another one out of their pocket is deluded, unfortunate or both - and by the way, how many unsold copies of &lt;i&gt;Stewart the Rat&lt;/i&gt; do you think were clogging up Steve Gerber's crawlspace when he died? (Yeah, low blow - but the point is made.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Gurewitch knew he didn't want to be - couldn't be - the next Charles Schulz, so he got out of the running. I can respect that. Similarly, Aaron McGruder got sick of making &lt;i&gt;Boondocks&lt;/i&gt; strips and cut his losses - and honestly, we knew the end was coming with all the &quot;Huey talks to the TV&quot; strips that were obviously ghosted with the punchlines inserted after the fact. But Boondocks moved to TV, and you know, the funny thing is that as cool as it was to have something in the newspaper that genuinely offended so many stupid people, Boondocks works a lot better as an Adult Swim show than it ever did as a strip. &quot;Return of the King&quot; was one of the best half-hours of TV I've seen this decade. Moving to a new medium was good for the characters. And again, McGruder wasn't in the running to be the next Schulz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what it comes down to: is Achewood alright? Seriously, I've written all these words but I'm not convinced either way. I think the current storyline is dragging, yes, but that could change in an instant once I see what's on the other side of that exit door. Could be this was all a blip, and the preceding words are just fanboy entitlement jitters. Or it could be that he will announce the end of Achewood as an online strip sometime in the next six months. I just don't know, and the interesting thing is that I think the strip has reached a point - in terms both of the success of the online serial and the success of the printed collections - where these concerns are probably at the forefront of Onstad's mind, too. Maybe it's nothing and these worries are just the product of an overactive imagination. Or maybe The End Is Night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-3124386785998285089?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://5c11.net/images/thedamned.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img215.imageshack.us/img215/2598/happyhooligan.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hooligan (Forever Nuts)&lt;br /&gt;by Frederick Burr Opper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hooligan is a bum, literally, a hobo out to make his way in the world and failing miserably. He means well, he really does, but invariably his attempts at doing well for others backfire on him, landing him in hot water with the cop who exists seemingly for the sole purpose of collaring Happy. It's a remarkably simple and yet quite solid template for situation comedy. Eventually the formula changed, new characters were introduced outside the world of Happy, his brothers and the cop who pursued them. But the same essential logic remained, even when Happy toured the world and got married. Happy was, in a word, hapless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all that the early strip artists focused on the poor immigrants flooding the streets of New York in the late 19th and early 20th century, there wasn't always the empathy that Opper displays towards Happy. Looking at some of Outcault's earliest Hogan's Alley pages, its not hard to see the veiled disgust reflecting prevalent attitudes towards the urban poor. Look at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/a/a3/1896-11-15_Yellow_Kid.jpg&quot;&gt;this example&lt;/a&gt;, from 1896 (courtesy of Wikipedia), and notice how the slapstick violence seems less playful than merely chaotic. The crew of diverse racial stereotypes seem filthy - it brings to mind nothing so much as William Hogarth. And lest we forget, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/1e/Beer-street-and-Gin-lane.jpg&quot;&gt;Beer Street and Gin Lane&lt;/a&gt; was &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; intended to create empathy for its subjects, but bring the full force of social approbation down upon the miserable proles in the grips of the Demon Gin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Happy, despite his misfortune, is nevertheless very charming. The strip's primary effect stems from the fact that the reader &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; empathize with Happy: when bad things happen to him (as they do with clockwork regularity) the reader laughs because they identify with the character on some level. Instead of an object Happy is a character, and his undying optimism and unflappable decency stand in such stark contrast to his circumstances that the juxtaposition is itself the source of humor. It's the same reason - the exact same reason - Charlie Brown can never quite kick that football. It's funny but it's also really, really sad. The confluence of those sensations, laughter and sympathy, creates a kind of collusion between the reader and the character. Just based on the sampling of strips presented in this collection, I &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; Happy - he's a simple fellow and his adventures can be quite repetitive, but better comic strips have been made with much less in the way of moving parts. (&lt;i&gt;Krazy Kat&lt;/i&gt;, for one, with only three real characters and one gag spread over 31 years.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/5389/pre2a.jpg&quot;&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; strip, from early in the run. The first thing the reader sees is that the six panels are stationary: the reader has the same view of the landscape in every panel. Thus, when the characters move around in the strip, the illusion of motion is created - in one panel, a character is in one place, and in the next panel he has changed position. Because the strip progresses temporally in the time it takes the reader to scan the captions and &quot;read&quot; the pictures, the implicit assumption follows that the two panels occur consecutively in short order. This is the most basic form of sequential storytelling, but for Opper's slapstick it is the most effective. Because, as you might notice, there's a lot going on in these six panels. You've got four characters interacting on both the vertical and horizontal planes of the tableau - speaking up to the second story of a building, and moving to and from the background horizon line. Someone is moving in every panel, and the next panel illustrates whatever incremental movement has been made. Look at the visual symmetry of the cop traveling from the background to foreground on the top tier of panels, and the organ grinder walking out of the foreground and to the horizon line in the bottom tier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slapstick is physical comedy, and physical comedy is one of the hardest things to do well. Cinematic comparisons to comics are reductive, of course (the necessary disclaimer), but they fit well since Opper is replicating so much of the vocabulary of early silent film staging. In early film the camera was too heavy to be moved, so the action had to be staged for the benefit of a stationary observer. A premium was placed on visual legibility, in order for the elements of the narrative to be communicated as effectively as possible. Here, the stationary panels offer a view of a very brief melodrama, occurring in pretty much the time it takes the reader to scan the panels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comics, as with any artistic medium, is defined as much by its weaknesses as its strengths. Comics singular weakness in regards to communicating direct action is that it is a static medium - motion only exists as an illusion in the reader's mind. Figuring out that two pictures placed side by side will create an inference of connectivity in the mind of the viewer was one of the first steps in embracing, and eventually overcoming, this weakness, by turning the cartoonist's ability to manipulate the reader's understanding of time's passage into one of the most crucial parts of the cartoonists toolkit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-7205628833681932523?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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         <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img25.imageshack.us/img25/2269/bestofbannerm.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/3416/metropolis2001h.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't about Radiohead. There's nothing less interesting in 2009 than writing about how great Radiohead are, how smart and talented and prescient and demanding. All the ink both virtual and actual that has been spilled in the process of lionizing them over the past decade has only made them more unapproachable; their critical acclaim has rendered them practically inert. Why write about Radiohead? They're not interesting anymore - they're ubiquitous and canonized and overpraised. (Yeah, I &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; Radiohead and I'll be the first to say they're way overpraised - but I also think &lt;i&gt;Sgt. Pepper's&lt;/i&gt; isn't very good, either. [I loved &lt;i&gt;Sgt. Pepper's&lt;/i&gt; when I was 15, for what it's worth.])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the point in the essay where you are probably expecting me to say something to the effect of, &quot;even though Radiohead have been done to death, I'm going to flip the script and show you something you've never thought about before&quot;. But I'm not going to do that - in fact, I freely admit, I don't have anything particularly novel or interesting to say about &lt;i&gt;Kid A&lt;/i&gt; itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, this isn't a story about Radiohead: if you want to read about Thom and Co., sorry. Really, just like &lt;i&gt;The Woods&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Yankee Hotel Foxtrot&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;Sounds of Silver&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Show Your Bones&lt;/i&gt; too, for that matter - these essays are less about the music than about me working through the decade in my own head through the prism of the music. Does that seem self-indulgent? I'm not trying to tell you that you should like this music, although obviously I think it's pretty good music and you'd be happier if you did. I can't articulate very well why these discs mean the things they mean to me - an odd admission for a writer to make, yes, but it's true. But that's the idea, that's the goal: pop music pulls us back in ourselves, music to which we are attached acts as an ever-recurring Proustian miracle, instant nostalgia for the ways we used to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Perhaps that's why, despite my best efforts, I've never been able to build up more than a clinical appreciation for classical music - it's exalted cultural status demands the exclusive attention of our faculties. It's hard to perceive classical music as a part of our lives when it is only encountered in isolation from the rest of culture. It doesn't interact with our memories in the same way, if we haven't been raised to consume it with the same avidity as we all do pop music. It's segregated in our perceptions, and so therefore fails to gain a foothold in our biological RAM. But that's neither here nor there - that's my own personal cultural insecurity speaking. Wouldn't I be a better person if I could sit around pontificating joyfully on the subject of Mahler, instead of listening to his symphonies with a sense of grim, determined obligation?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kid A&lt;/i&gt; is, for me, a very specific moment in time. I remember where I was and what I was doing when I heard it for the first time: it was a hopeful moment, an exciting day. If you don't remember - the buildup to &lt;i&gt;Kid A&lt;/i&gt; was &lt;i&gt;huge&lt;/i&gt;. The anticipation for the &quot;FOLLOW UP TO &lt;i&gt;OK COMPUTER&lt;/i&gt;&quot; was simply overwhelming, with the entirety of the music press (and even many in the mainstream press) filled with breathless speculation, a mountain built atop whatever small crumbs the band had let fall from their studio seclusion. It felt like something was about to happen. Like a lot of things it seems really silly when I type it up now, after the fact - music culture and music consumption has changed so radically in the last decade that this kind of phenomena seems - well, I don't know. Quaint? Sure, &lt;i&gt;In Rainbows&lt;/i&gt; was a big deal, but not the same thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm reading to much of myself into the process. &lt;i&gt;Kid A&lt;/i&gt; seemed at the time like both a culmination and a prelude: a culmination of many different strains of 90s pre-millennial tension, and a prelude of where all these different kinds of futurism, once united, would go. In &lt;i&gt;our&lt;/i&gt; future. It seemed for a brief spell as if we were actually living in the future. Y2K had come and gone, leaving a pile of anxiety in its wake, but the Utopian hopes and technological dreams of the 1990s were still hanging in the air. It seems obvious, in retrospect, that we were waiting for something to happen, something that would justify our presumptions, some indication that the absolutely arbitrary calendar flip would have some deeper meaning. We're human, and humans are slaves to their symbols and systems, regardless of how arbitrary they may in reality be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely hope my foreshadowing hasn't been too clumsy. Fact is, the future did arrive pretty quickly after that, only it wasn't anything at all like the future in which we had imagined we'd be living. I think it's safe to say that no one saw this decade coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not nostalgic for the late 90s. The late 90s was a weird time, and certainly no better than a lot of other weird times. I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; nostalgic, however, for the future we thought we were going to get, the Year 2000 that seemed to promise so much that didn't materialize. &lt;i&gt;Kid A&lt;/i&gt; is, for me, probably the saddest disc on this list, because it symbolizes something that we (and by using the royal &quot;we&quot;, you can understand I mean &quot;me&quot;) missed out on: a vision of the future we didn't quite reach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 90s was all about smooth and sleek, about moving faster and deadlier towards some kind of approaching event horizon. When I try to articulate exactly what I'm thinking, the only images that seem to make sense are Massive Attack videos - like &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oeLI9CMrErg&quot;&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kaef2NgwqHY&quot;&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vi76bxT7K6U&quot;&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Epgo8ixX6Wo&quot;&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Although they are obviously - tragically - a bit dated now, at the time they seemed so state-of-the art as to be positively prescient: look at that aesthetic, how shiny and glamorous even the dirt and gravel are. It's cosmopolitan and globalized in only the best way: globalization is one of the dirty legacies of the decade's overly-optimistic neo-liberal Thatcherism, but at the time the idea that national boundaries were being slowly erased by technology and economic prosperity wasn't the least bit controversial. It was reality. Sex is there, but not in the way that sex is here now. It's a (at least slightly more) mature sensuality, a sexuality for adults by adults, not kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, though, was the music. What did my &lt;i&gt;fin de siecle&lt;/i&gt; sound like? It sounded like the smashing clatter of progress. 1999 for me was &lt;i&gt;Surrender&lt;/i&gt;, it was &lt;i&gt;Beaucoup Fish&lt;/i&gt;, it was &lt;i&gt;Play&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Contino Sessions&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Middle of Nowhere&lt;/i&gt; and even (for all its solipsism it was gorgeous) &lt;i&gt;The Fragile&lt;/i&gt; - all these albums that pointed to nothing so much as the ultimate effacement and devaluation of the individual artist in favor of a Platonic, principled anonymity. No more pictures of artists with pretty hair on CD booklets. We were going to be living in a real life theme park version of &quot;Cups&quot; - building slowly from a simple disco vamp up through a deceptively insistent beat, growing from a deep house track into some kind of monstrous pseudo-trance breakbeat epic, pulsating Daft Punk-ish synths warring with complex jungle-esque polyrhythms. It was massive and gloriously impersonal and simply &lt;i&gt;bigger&lt;/i&gt; than anything you could individually imagine. Even the people making the sound were dwarfed. Daft Punk wear robot masks, and if that seems like a puckish affectation to some, it's really the only logical conclusion that arises from making principled self-effacing dance music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late to the party with Radiohead. &lt;i&gt;OK Computer&lt;/i&gt; didn't take over the US immediately, and I was one of those people who only warmed to the album long after the fact, turned on by a loose acquaintance who pressed the album into my hands and assured me I would like it. Sure enough, I did. For a rock band, they seemed to &quot;get it&quot;, to feel and to be animated by the guiding spirit of secular millenarianism that moved so much of the rest of the era's culture. &lt;i&gt;Kid A&lt;/i&gt; threatened to make good on &lt;i&gt;OK Computer's&lt;/i&gt; promise, taking the next logical step for any self-respecting rock band, immolating themselves heroically at the altar of some great, depersonalizing future spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In hindsight, of course, that couldn't have been further from the truth. For all the hype about Radiohead recording a Warp Records album, at its core the disc was still propelled by some fairly conventional pop songcraft - right down to a hard core of two or three rock songs that wouldn't have been that out of place on &lt;i&gt;The Bends&lt;/i&gt; (maybe with a slightly different mix, but still). Sure, there was lots of strange sounding music, probably more than most people were comfortable with. But the way it straddled these expectations, &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; is what seemed so novel - the way it bridged the expectations of so many constituents, achieving something that sounded wholly new despite being the sum total of many years and many obvious influences. Aphex Twin recorded many discs worth of ambient music during the 90s, but he never made anything as coherent. I personally would have been happy with a whole disc of &quot;Treefingers&quot;, but the fact that they made &quot;Treefingers&quot; fit with a whole album of less-outright-confrontational but still varying-degrees-of-futuristic rock music was really quite impressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like many things, it turned out to be less than advertised. &lt;i&gt;Kid A&lt;/i&gt; didn't kill the rock band, rather, it served as a nice tombstone for an attitude and a philosophy that didn't survive the frightening traumas of our current decade. Turns out the new generation of rockers didn't aspire to be anonymous, consummately professional craftsmen. They didn't want to disappear behind their music, and they didn't find ostentatious displays of individuality to be vaguely distasteful and frankly presumptuous. And that was the moment I began to feel old because I realized my personal vision of the culture had deviated so radically from the reality that I just didn't qualify even vaguely as the demographic anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's all moot: the future we got wasn't the future we wanted, for a number of reasons. It's sad in a wistful way to look back at the moment and remember the strange little booklet of political doggerel that came pressed inside the jewel case of the initial release. You know, the one attacking Tony Blair for being a demagogue, promoting a dangerous agenda of centrist neo-Thatcherisms. How nice it must have been to be worried about Tony Blair and Bill Clinton. Ah, were we ever so young? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe class=&quot;embeddedvideo&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/Q3h6K-elf0Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;560&quot; height=&quot;340&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Best Music of the &quot;Aughts&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt;The Field - From Here We Go Sublime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt;Spoon - Gimme Fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt;The New Young Pony Club - Fantastic Playroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt;Girl Talk - Night Ripper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt;The Roots - Phrenology &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt;LCD Soundsystem - Sounds of Silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt;The Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Show Your Bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;Radiohead - Kid A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt;Sleater-Kinney - The Woods &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/06/although-at-time-it-seemed-like.html&quot;&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-failure-is-prelude.html&quot;&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;Wilco - Yankee Hotel Foxtrot &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-american-aquarium-drinker-eye.html&quot;&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-i-can-see-is-black-and-white-and.html&quot;&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-fuck-lets-pull-trigger-already.html&quot;&gt;Introduction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-3888645334641896115?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Stuff I Have Read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daredevil #500&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking with a nerd acquaintance the other day about the fact that Daredevil has been one of Marvel's better, and perhaps most consistently readable title for the last decade or so. This despite the somewhat puzzling fact that the book has spent the entirety of the last ten years doggedly recycling through all of Frank Miller's favorite stylistic ticks and tropes - ninjas, the Hand, Ben Urich, watered-down noir, the Kingpin, Bullseye, etc. The book is perverse in its commitment to these same minimally variable elements repeated &lt;i&gt;ad nauseum&lt;/i&gt;. And yet: Bendis' run was good, and even great in a few places (by far his most consistent extended run in the mainline MU); Brubaker's run has been - if a little less dependably than Bendis - still enjoyable; and even Kevin Smith's arc at the beginning of the Marvel Knights relaunch was good fun (even if Karen Page's gratuitous death marred the ending). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are with a big fat anniversary issue marking the conclusion of Brubaker's run and the culmination of many years worth of storylines. The result certainly isn't bad, but nevertheless leave much to be desired. Brubaker is an extremely utilitarian writer, and he constructs his storylines with the methodical patience of a bricklayer. Sometimes seeing them unfold is about as interesting as seeing real-life bricks being laid. So too with this book: all the pieces of the puzzle are laid out methodically, all the clues are assembled and everything falls into place with a lockstep neatness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result is unsatisfying. The whole point of the story is that everything Daredevil has ever done has been manipulated and influenced by forces outside his control, and the climax of the story does not see Daredevil triumphing over his adversaries and rejecting this determinism but capitulating to circumstances and following through on something for which he's been forced into a corner. That's a really awesome superhero trait: capitulating to unseen, inevitable forces. Remember that one for the next movie, guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the real attraction is the back-up feature, &quot;Jacks&quot;, which features Ann Nocenti's return to the franchise. In just thirteen pages, it's still better than any other Daredevil story I can remember from at least the last decade - and as I said, the last decade actually has actually been pretty good for ol' Hornhead. Brubaker's writing kids' adventure stories with warmed-over noir action figures; Nocenti's on another tip entirely. She's not recycling Miller's old underwear, she's going straight to the source of Miller's own tics, Eisner's &lt;i&gt;Spirit&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img44.imageshack.us/img44/1310/061euo.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nocenti still knows what she always understood: you don't need to dig very far for the symbolism inherent in a religious man dressing like a devil in order to mete out justice. Daredevil isn't really that compelling a character, see - at this point, he's pretty unlikeable, not to mention passive. Matt Murdock the character doesn't do a lot but Daredevil the symbol crashes in and out of people's lives just like the Spirit did, providing an ontological blank against which other characters can reflect. Miller understood Eisner in terms of narrative mechanics, without ever internalizing the fact that Eisner's best setpieces were dedicated not to illustrating action but to illustrating character &lt;i&gt;through&lt;/i&gt; action. It's a subtle difference, sure, but that's the difference between &lt;i&gt;The Spirit&lt;/i&gt; and 99% of all the superhero comics that followed. From Eisner, Miller learned how to draw a good splash page and dynamic panel designs, but his understanding of character - even at the height of his powers - was always limited to broad-brush primary colors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not even really a criticism of someone like Brubaker to point out that his characters are one-note ciphers - that's simply the way these things work. Matt Murdock (usually) hasn't had more than two character traits since 1980 - stoicism and stubbornness. Comic-book characterization usually consists of picking a characters' two or three primary character traits are and constructing stories which present problems that pit their traits against each other. It's simple but most of the time it works, and considering the limitations some very good stories have been constructed using that template. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img30.imageshack.us/img30/8943/065oim.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Nocenti is, well, &lt;i&gt;better&lt;/i&gt; than that. Just in these pages she gives us a lot: a Daredevil / Bullseye fight, yeah, but that's not really the main event. The main event is the two spectators who watch the fight and then, with a wounded Daredevil, explicate the preceding action. So not only do you see the fight, but every action in the fight is interpreted after the fact. The fight isn't what's important - in fact, you don't even know why they're fighting, or even what year the fight occurs. It could have happened in 1982 or 2006. I've read dozens of Daredevil / Bullseye fights over the years, but I haven't read one that actually felt this &lt;i&gt;visceral&lt;/i&gt; in years and years - you see every punch, but you also see the moment &lt;i&gt;after&lt;/i&gt; the punch lands. No wonder one of the spectator characters is a boxer - boxing is another symbolically freighted activity, and Daredevil's history with boxing makes for a nice overlap of symbolic metatext. Daredevil isn't the invincible ninja master anymore, he's a broken fighter with a concussion - possibly hallucinating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the fight is incidental, even though it is rendered in almost fetishistic detail. We aren't seeing the fight as Daredevil sees the fight, or even as comic book readers usually see fights - as some kind of soap-operatic duel with his arch foe - we are seeing it through the eyes of these spectators, who reveal themselves through their explication of the events. But what are they &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; revealing? You've got two figures - an idealistic young religious girl, and a past-his-prime fighter - externalized avatars of the two contradictory sides of his personality, as well as symbolic approximations of his parents, who are explicitly mentioned throughout the story. (Even the title betrays the subtext - &quot;Jacks&quot;.) Their conversation may seem cute or even silly - but it's really just Daredevil, talking to himself in an empty bar on the Coney Island boardwalk. He's a walking metaphor, so obviously the externalized avatars of his unconscious speak in metaphors. Somehow Nocenti manages to sidestep Matt Murdock's problematic character by playing the story on an almost entirely symbolic level - and the end result is, paradoxically, a riveting character study of the one man who says the least throughout. Remember how I said earlier that Daredevil doesn't have an actual character? Well, I lied: he does when Ann Nocenti writes him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img137.imageshack.us/img137/2325/066p.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a great story, and one I find myself drawn to read and reread. It is actually honest-to-God thought-provoking - my only thoughts after finishing the Brubaker feature were something along the lines of, &quot;ugh, more ninja shit&quot;. If Marvel publishes a better story this year I'll eat my hat - and yes, I'm remembering that &lt;i&gt;Strange Tales&lt;/i&gt; thing. Frankly, if I were Ed Brubaker I'd be embarrassed that my by-the-numbers ninja shit had to sit next to this between two covers. Why Nocenti isn't working in comics more regularly I have no idea, unless she herself chooses not to - her CV on Wikipedia certainly suggests that she has no problem finding other interesting and rewarding things to do in order to keep herself busy. But at least we know someone at Marvel still has her phone number: my suggestion is that they use it. She's the best - &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-5844648605510299731?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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         <title>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;This Is Not A Ghost&amp;hellip;</title>
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         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;This Is Not A Ghost Ship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate going more than a couple days without posting, I know it looks bad, but fuck it, this is one bizzzzy summer. You know it's bad when you're looking forward to classes starting up again in a week and a half because you'll be able to relax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a short thought I've had rattling around in the back of my head for a while:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img142.imageshack.us/img142/7728/picture20442.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thing is the most versatile character in the Marvel Universe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about if for a second: he's as at home in the most transcendentally weird cosmic stories as the grittiest street-level urban drama. He works in soap opera, he works in slapstick. He works alongside just about anyone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spider-Man's &lt;i&gt;Marvel Team-Up&lt;/i&gt; ran for 150 issues, plus various revivals (and, of course, Spidey wasn't in a few of the earlier issues). But despite the fact that he has been involved with every single conceivable type of story and team-up, the desire to put Spider-Man front and center in every big story often feels forced. The fact is, no matter how many Secret Wars he's been in, Spider-Man can't ever be comfortable in that milieu because it's not part of his basic character. You would think that after seeing the Beyonder destroy an entire galaxy and fighting Thanos during that period where he was God would give a dude some perspective, but perspective is the one thing that Spider-Man can never actually achieve. To do so would change the character on a fundamental level - although it would make sense, he can never actually come out and say, &quot;you know, I've fought God, I really should learn not to sweat the small stuff&quot;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Thing, well - his main character trait &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; perspective. It's what he does. He's the kid from the Lower East Side who became jaded before he even knew how to walk - it makes as much sense for him to fight Galactus for the fate of the planet as to fight some drug pushers down on Yancy Street. He's seen it all and even if he puts on a good show he never loses his capacity to be surprised for both good and ill. You can put him down into any corner of the Marvel Universe and he'll find a niche - fighting alongside Thor in Asgard, battling mystical hobgoblins with Doctor Strange, or clobbering drug runners alongside Daredevil. (In fact, the Thing's street-level roots are really underexplored - probably because the urban milieu doesn't work for the other 3/4 of the Fantastic Four. But if you asked me to pitch a revamped &lt;i&gt;Marvel Two-In-One&lt;/i&gt; my hook for the first arc would be simple: &quot;Ben vs. the Mob&quot;, with Spidey, Daredevil, Moon Knight and you could even make the Punisher work if you did it right.) He's like the Colt 45 of Marvel Superheroes - works every time. Spider-Man is a great character, surely, but suffers due to the fact that his popularity has resulted in him being shoehorned into any number of stories in which he just doesn't fit. The Thing &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; fits&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-5222259685894480549?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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         <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img196.imageshack.us/img196/4576/bowiebanner.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe class=&quot;embeddedvideo&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/PwcyG0Aegjw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Young Americans&lt;/i&gt; is a really odd album for a number of reasons. The first one that springs to mind is the fact that Bowie was obviously off his rocker at every step of the process, from conceptualization to writing to recording. Even if you had never read a single article or interview discussing the period wherein it is confirmed that he was in the dead midst of his mid-70s cocaine haze, it is plain that this is the product of a slightly unhinged mind. Certainly, coming off the heels of his early 70s hot streak, and finally burying all traces of his massively successful Ziggy Stardust persona (which had lingered through 1974's overblown, self-parodic &lt;i&gt;Diamond Dogs&lt;/i&gt;), it's easy to see &lt;i&gt;Young Americans&lt;/i&gt; as too glaring a tonal shift, too slick in execution to cover up the glaringly obvious flailing brought on by an acute lack of direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am sympathetic to that view. It's never been my favorite 70s Bowie album - and only the execrable &lt;i&gt;Pin-Ups&lt;/i&gt; keeps it from being my least favorite of his peak-era material. (On most days I manage to forget &lt;i&gt;Pin-Ups&lt;/i&gt; altogether.) One of the criticisms often leveled against Bowie - and I think it's a fair criticism - is that his concept work can overshadow the actual bread-and-butter work of the songwriting and performing. It bears repeating that he is a dynamite performer and one of the all-time great songwriters of the rock pantheon - but there are a few occasions where his desire to make some kind of conceptual statement overcomes his better instincts - where the style obscures the substance (to cite another type of hoary, oft-dismissed dichotomy). &lt;i&gt;Diamond Dogs&lt;/i&gt;, I would argue, is one such occasion: his ambition for that project never quite recovered from losing the official imprimatur of the George Orwell estate to make a &lt;i&gt;1984&lt;/i&gt; musical, and in retrospect the estate was probably right not to hand over the keys to one of the 20th century's great literary masterworks to someone who was in the grips of a years-long cocaine binge. There's great material on the disc, certainly - a lot of good stuff - but you're never for one second unaware of just how freaked-out and paranoid the whole enterprise actually is. It's an uncomfortable album to hear in one sitting, at least for me. It sounds decadent, and in many ways an unhealthy experience for both musician and audience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Young Americans&lt;/i&gt; tried to abandon glam by going whole-heartedly into a new idiom, &quot;Plastic Soul&quot;. Bowie's attempts at soul were, perhaps unavoidably, still very, very glam - but not necessarily in a flattering way. There is an inauthenticity to the proceedings that seems definitively willful. This was, it must be remembered, at the tail end of a long era wherein tons of &lt;i&gt;other&lt;/i&gt; white British dudes had experimented with American genres such as country, blues and R&amp;B - you know, basically every UK pop musician since 1958. It doesn't seem jarring anymore because eventually this kind of transnational &quot;experimentation&quot; became &lt;i&gt;de rigeur&lt;/i&gt; - no one bats an eye when we hear about slum kids in Dakar or Chinese factory brats becoming rappers, even though they obviously didn't come from the Bronx and pay their dues to Kool Herc and Afrika Bambaataa. The notion of &quot;authenticity&quot; in pop music had been on life-support since the early 60s, even if you'll still occasionally find folks kicking that old canard around the block. Bowie, however, seems to believe that the &quot;inauthenticity&quot; of his plastic soul work is its only real hook, and in practice it comes across as overly aggressive and downright sneering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put simply, the album stumbles more than it succeeds. About half of the album consists of dead-on &quot;quiet storm&quot; R&amp;B &amp; funk pastiches - &quot;Win&quot;, &quot;Fascination&quot;, &quot;Right&quot;, &quot;Can You Hear Me?&quot; - which, for me at least, can't really overcome the fact that this is a dreadfully boring genre to lampoon, especially when the singer is carrying on with that slightly sinister leer affixed to his face. You can't help but wondering what the hell he's actually trying to accomplish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already discussed my antipathy towards &quot;Fame&quot;, a trifling pseudo-funk white boy shamble of a song - like Elton John's &quot;Bennie and the Jets&quot; - whose popular acclaim never fails to astound me. But then, buried deep inside the album, you've got two dynamite tracks that are good enough they almost seem as if they stumbled in off an entirely different, and far superior album. Despite my antipathy towards much of the album, &quot;Somebody Up There Likes Me&quot; is nevertheless one of my top 5 Bowie tracks, a damned masterpiece that is &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; good enough to redeem the whole enterprise. Oddly, and much like &quot;Absolute Beginners&quot;, I never seem to see this track mentioned anywhere. It's probably the living definition of a &quot;deep cut&quot;, and, like &quot;Absolute Beginners&quot;, it would have been a career-defying mega-hit for just about everyone else. But for Bowie, he buries it on side two of a mediocre 70s album. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I like this song so much? Well, if everything else on the record seems rootless and downright itchy with some kind of stylistic counterfeit (Luther Vandross or no Luther Vandross), &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; track hits the downbeat with every bit of the confidence that's lacking throughout the rest of the album. And what is the song about, really? It goes the further step of articulating the shiftless, spiritual nausea of Bowie's cocaine period - taking the ambiguity and blatant searching that had sat as subtext for the last few albums and putting it right up front: where am I? what am I looking for? Well, here's the answer, in a straight-forward gospel context: somebody up there, somebody with a line on the divine, some man with a heavenly plan, he likes me, &lt;i&gt;he's&lt;/i&gt; keeping me together even if I don't even know why he's bothering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowie's always struck me as a profoundly agnostic person, but that hardly subtracts from this song's profound statement of faith: someone at their lowest point, begging for a line on sanity, some proof of meaning from the depths of a drug-and-fame addled spiritual nadir. I'm an atheist and it makes even &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; believe in the power of faith to heal and redeem, at least for the six and a half minute running time. In an album of po-faced, frankly silly R&amp;B posturing, this is an honest-to-God gospel classic. It's Stevie Wonder's &quot;Misstra Know-It-All&quot; written by a hopped-up Brit with delusions of alienation, and yet it somehow works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other favorite is his cover of that old hoary chestnut, &quot;All Across the Universe&quot;. This is probably my favorite version of the track. I've seen this reading described as &quot;hysterical&quot;, and although that was probably meant as a pejorative description, it's nonetheless pretty apt. If &quot;Somebody Up There Likes Me&quot; was the question, this is the answer. The song is fairly preposterous to begin with - I know, the Beatles being ponderous and self-important, who ever would have guessed? - but Bowie sells it because he sings like a man under a death sentence. This is desperation: fiery pleading with a straight-up crazy glint in the corner of his eye. &lt;i&gt;Here&lt;/i&gt; is the real soul that could have enlightened so much of the desultory, feckless material on the rest of the album. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here as well, on the confident, unabashedly emotional core of an otherwise underwhelming transitory album - is the first glimpse of of the &quot;plastic soul&quot; period's &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; fruition - 1976's mature, disco-tinged &lt;i&gt;Station to Station&lt;/i&gt;, also my personal contender for Bowie's overall best album. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe class=&quot;embeddedvideo&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/SOT2gEfLy7s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Part &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/06/thin-white-duke-returns-theres-been.html&quot;&gt;One&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/06/fame-90-david-bowie-wanted-to-be-famous.html&quot;&gt;Two&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/06/absolute-beginners-is-one-of-my.html&quot;&gt;Three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-2955109491269932518?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <link>http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/2009/08/snake-eyes-so-since-everybody-else-has.html</link>
         <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Snake Eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since everybody else has said a few words on it, I thought I'd pitch in my two cents re: the &lt;i&gt;G.I. Joe&lt;/i&gt; movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I hate G.I. Joe. By which I mean: I think it's a shameless piece of proto-fascist military propaganda masquerading as a childrens' toy. Now, I'm definitely hard left in political orientation but hardly anti-military: if we are going to have modern nation-states, standing armies are unavoidable, and I do believe that the vast majority of servicemen and women in the United States military are there because of good and even noble intentions (there is nothing more noble than trying to better ones' station by joining the volunteer services in search of a long-term career!), despite the seemingly unending litany of very bad ways that civilian commanders have manipulated these good intentions. So I am, if not staunchly pro-military, staunchly pro-soldier, pro-veteran, pro-service. Additionally, it follows that there have always been war toys - soldiers, tanks, guns, etc. I may find it &lt;i&gt;personally&lt;/i&gt; distasteful, but kids love soldiers - it's as close to a universal constant as you can imagine across cultures. So no real surprises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the way in which the cartoon and toy created such a tight symbiosis between boosting an illusory ideal of military service and crass commercialism is what really defined the phenomenon. Army life for the Joes is nothing more than a series of fantastical adventures with little in the way of real consequence - at least when little kids play soldier in the back yard, kids get &quot;shot&quot; and fall down clutching their chests. In &lt;i&gt;G.I. Joe&lt;/i&gt; all the guns did was make little laser-y &quot;vorp&quot; sounds, and no one on either side of the Joe / Cobra conflict could ever shoot worth a damn. Perhaps that by itself would by less damning if it weren't for the fact that this candy-coated war-as-super-hero-soap-opera fantasy wasn't wedded to a hard, mercenary commercial enterprise. War is awesome and all the little 3 3/4&quot; plastic dudes are just the perfect size to be bought, collected &lt;i&gt;en masse&lt;/i&gt; and traded on the schoolyard - I got an extra Destro from my aunt, I'll trade you Destro for your Scarlett. War as commerce, uncontrolled and unattached to any kind of moral purpose or guiding responsibility besides a blinding, hysterical patriotism: that fits the historical definition of fascism pretty well - or at least it did before corporatist apologists in the industrialized west erased the connection between belligerent nationalism and aggressive capitalism from the textbooks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the old-school 12&quot; Joe lived in a more context-free universe of open-ended play that didn't carry much in the way of political context, despite the toy's Vietnam-era origins. For kids too young to remember My Lai the idea of being a rough and tumble soldier never lost its appeal. You could &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; stuff with the original Joe. However, the 80s Joes had one purpose: to fight Cobra. And if there was ever any doubt as to where the property's political affiliation ultimately lay, the first issue of Marvel's enduring toy brochure series featured the Joes stumbling upon a pretty shocking replica of the My Lai village massacre - only this time it was &lt;i&gt;Cobra's&lt;/i&gt; fault. It was time for the US military to mount up and put the defeatist 70s behind them, it was a new era and Ronald Reagan was in charge. And if you doubted the wisdom of military triumphalism in the face of a legitimate existential threat (in the form of the Cold War, however attenuated the conflict had actually become by the early 1980s), well, then you were a no-good Commie, probably one of those bleeding hearts who also doubted the wisdom of deregulating the Savings &amp; Loan industry - greed is good, war is peace, better guns than butter, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe class=&quot;embeddedvideo&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/z49cmltJJeA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; That said, I loved this movie. Why? Basically because it takes every small iota of dignity the franchise might have earned in the eyes of its hardcore fans and pisses it away over the course of an hour and a half. I mean, seriously, this thing is awesome in its bizarreness, and so far removed from the initial mandate of patriotic military counterterrorism propaganda that it is stunning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps once the people behind Joe figured out, given the restrictions of their medium, that they really couldn't do anything resembling an actual honest-to-Gosh story concerning war or the armed forces, they decided to throw the whole thing in a blender and see what came out the other end. Because this? This is the best example of &quot;concept creep&quot; I've ever seen: what starts as one thing, clearly defined, slowly morphs into another as the creators come up against the limitations of their original idiom. What began with relatively mild sci-fi elements - I mean, the MASS device is sci-fi, and the whole cloning a God-emperor out of the genes of history's greatest kings is hokey but still not that far removed from, say, Michael Chrichton - eventually morphed into straight-up fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revealing that the series' primary antagonists are secretly ruled by a long-forgotten race of pre-Ice Age non-&lt;i&gt;homo sapiens&lt;/i&gt; serpent and insect themed perverts - well, I am almost certain that's pretty far removed from what they initially intended. But it's so damn weird that you can't help but appreciate it for its sheer oddity. You have to imagine that at some point there was a &quot;creative&quot; meeting at Hasbro where they said, &quot;look, this whole Cobra thing, it's kind of passe, we need someone new and cool - how about real-life snake men who attack the Joes with those sand worms from &lt;i&gt;Dune&lt;/i&gt;? It will be like printing money.&quot; Because they didn't think couldn't go any further with their original concept, they pushed it until it resembled something else entirely. (Like, say, Harry Harrison's &lt;i&gt;West of Eden&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This&lt;/i&gt;, this is fun. It's like, you can imagine at some point in the future someone making a big live-action blockbuster version of the &lt;i&gt;G.I. Joe&lt;/i&gt; cartoon that tries to sell audiences on how cool and edgy it is that the US government has a group of elite paramilitary commandos who count among their number awesomely competent folks like Bazooka, Shipwreck and Wild Bill. They might try to gussy it up with hawt computer effects and a few semi-respectable actors spitting cornball dialogue between clenched teeth, but &lt;i&gt;the world will know better&lt;/i&gt;: the &lt;i&gt;sine qua non&lt;/i&gt; of &lt;i&gt;G.I Joe&lt;/i&gt; is Sgt. Slaughter vs. Nemesis Enforcer in the heart of the Himalayas. The franchise exists to sell toys which in turn exist to exploit the worst instincts of Reagan-era jingoism. It is good to remember, however, that the leveling force of capitalism ultimately turns on even its most obedient servants - one minute you're fighting for freedom wherever there's trouble, the next you're playing patsy to Burgess Meredith with a snake tail. You go with whomever's paying the bills. Ultimately, G.I. Joe is less US Army than Halliburton. &lt;i&gt;C'est la vie.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Incidentally, Destro and the Baroness are assholes - they're perfectly content to help Cobra-La turn every man woman and child in the human race into shambling reptile monsters - but if everyone is a lizard man, who's he going to sell arms to? Isn't he an arms dealer who would like at some point in the future to turn a profit? Did he not think that far ahead? Basically, the entire upper echelon of Cobra is an accessory to attempted genocide of the entire species - that's OK how?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe class=&quot;embeddedvideo&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/FHSXGVwqlTs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6345577-4071327655292811697?l=whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>The Estate of Tim O'Neil</author>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 06:56:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>New blog! Same stale jokes! www.societyofdave.com is live!</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-blog-same-stale-jokes.html</link>
         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/SVKRLHobJOI/AAAAAAAACQc/2-LLSv27pAY/s1600-h/batman1.jpeg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0pt 10px 10px 0pt;float:left;cursor:pointer;width:154px;height:200px;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/SVKRLHobJOI/AAAAAAAACQc/2-LLSv27pAY/s200/batman1.jpeg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283444933072200930&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come visit my new blog, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://societyofdave.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;The Society for the Advancement of Dave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's from the same people who brought you the award-winning &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Dave's Long Box&lt;/span&gt; - namely, me. We'll be chatting about comics, movies, books, how much I want to destroy &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.the-isb.com/&quot;&gt;Chris Sims&lt;/a&gt;, and anything pop cultural or otherwise that interests me - and hopefully you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you'll enjoy it. Stop by, kick your shoes off, and sit a spell. I promise to keep my hands to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:right;&quot;&gt;-Dave Campbell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-5701076452570026201?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 03:35:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>Closing time!</title>
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         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/SAf0hSTlaEI/AAAAAAAABjA/qBXEIOUDg0o/s1600-h/drake11.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190385948254627906&quot; style=&quot;margin:0pt 10px 10px 0pt;float:left;cursor:pointer;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/SAf0hSTlaEI/AAAAAAAABjA/qBXEIOUDg0o/s200/drake11.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While all good things must come to an end, all lame things must end as well, so it is with a heavy heart that I am closing the doors on Dave’s Long Box.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;As many of you know, I’m busy with my full-time job blogging for my corporate masters at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://forums.abc.go.com/n/blogs/blog.aspx?webtag=livefromla&quot;&gt;Live From L.A.&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration:underline;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on ABC.com.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The demands of my regular job, family, and my career as a nude model for macramé classes has really cut into my ability to update Dave’s Long Box as much as I’d like. Heck, even before I got the ABC gig things were starting to get slack around here. So instead of keeping this blog on life support and pain medication, I’ve decided to end things now before things get more pathetic than they already are. I have plans for another blog that I will unveil at the end of this post after making you read through all the people I want to thank. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;It’s been a hell of a lot of fun and I have a lot of people to thank – so let’s get to it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I first started blogging because of the example set forth by three guys:&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Graeme MacMillan of the dearly departed &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://fanboyrampage.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Fanboy Rampage&lt;/a&gt;, Mike Sterling of &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/&quot;&gt;Mike Sterling’s Progressive Ruin&lt;/a&gt;, and the enigmatic Neilalien of, well… &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.neilalien.com/&quot;&gt;Neilalien&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Their blogs couldn’t have been more different, but they were always well-written and thought provoking and offered up an example of how blogs could be a uniquely personal reflection of one’s passions.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I want to thank you guys for inspiring Dave’s Long Box and for being so flat-out awesome.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At the risk of sounding corny, your work has really made a positive impact on my life and I salute you, Ric Flair-style. Woo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/SAbvPiTlaDI/AAAAAAAABi4/_OJdd_Loij4/s1600-h/ric+flair+wooooo.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190098670777100338&quot; style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;cursor:pointer;text-align:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/SAbvPiTlaDI/AAAAAAAABi4/_OJdd_Loij4/s400/ric+flair+wooooo.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I also want to thank Kevin Church of &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://beaucoupkevin.com/&quot;&gt;Beaucoupkevin.com&lt;/a&gt; – where is that Norm Breyfoggle original art that you promised me, Church?&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Much thanks to “Bitter” Andrew of &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://armagideontime.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Armagideon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://armagideontime.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt; Time&lt;/a&gt;, Dorian from &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.postmodernbarney.com/&quot;&gt;Postmodernbarney&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://bullyscomics.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Bully&lt;/a&gt; the little stuffed bull, and the Legomancer himself &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.daveexmachina.com/wordpress/&quot;&gt;Dave Lartigue&lt;/a&gt; – all masters of their craft.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I also want to thank Ragnell from &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://ragnell.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;The Written World&lt;/a&gt;, Dr. Scott from &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://politedissent.com/&quot;&gt;Polite Dissent&lt;/a&gt;, Ken Lowery from &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://ringwood.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Ringwood&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.ken-lowery.com/&quot;&gt;kenlowery.com&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.metrokitty.com/&quot;&gt;Metrokitty&lt;/a&gt; for being their rad selves.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As far as group blogs go, big love for &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://savagecritic.com/&quot;&gt;The Savage Critics&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://womenincomics.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;When Fangirls Attack&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://blogzarro.com/&quot;&gt;Blogzarro&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://superfrankenstein.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Superfrankenstein&lt;/a&gt;, and the late &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://listencomics.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Listen to Us, We’re Right&lt;/a&gt;, who usually were. &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thanks and praise go to Scipio over at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://absorbascon.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;The Absorbascon&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.bigmonkeycomics.com/&quot;&gt;Big Monkey Comics&lt;/a&gt; for being such a swell guy and for keeping the Vibe love alive. &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://jimtreacher.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Treacher, Jim: madman&lt;/a&gt;. I also want to thank &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://goodcomics.comicbookresources.com/&quot;&gt;Brian Cronin&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=author&amp;amp;id=5&quot;&gt;Augie De Blieck&lt;/a&gt; – Jesus, this is like signing somebody’s high school yearbook, isn’t it?&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Also thanks go to &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://filingcabinetofthedamned.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Harvey B.R. Jerkwater&lt;/a&gt; and his lovely wife. I have lots of respect for Gorjus and the Prof over at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://prettyfakes.com/&quot;&gt;Pretty Fakes&lt;/a&gt;, Greg Burgas at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://delendaestcarthago.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Delenda Est Carthago&lt;/a&gt;, the maniacs at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.indianchiefblowers.com/&quot;&gt;The Indian Chief Blowers&lt;/a&gt;, creators of Laser Force, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.leagueofmelbotis.com/&quot;&gt;The League of Melbotis&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://bahlactus.com/&quot;&gt;Bahlactus &lt;/a&gt;for hosting Friday Night Fights, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://yetanothercomicsblog.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Yet Another Comics Blog&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://notthebeastmaster.typepad.com/weblog/&quot;&gt;Marc Singer&lt;/a&gt;, Tom Foss over at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://tomfoss.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;The Fortress of Soliloquy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://dialbforblog.com/&quot;&gt;Dial B for Blog&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://sevenhells.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Seven Hells!&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.whiterose.org/howlingcurmudgeons/&quot;&gt;Howling C&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.whiterose.org/howlingcurmudgeons/&quot;&gt;urmudgeons&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I would be remiss if I didn’t publicly declare my admiration for the work of &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicbookgalaxy.com/blog/&quot;&gt;Alan David Doane&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://johnnybacardi.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Johnny Bacardi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.comicsreporter.com/&quot;&gt;Tom Spurgeon&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.ynot.motime.com/&quot;&gt;David Fiore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://joglikescomics.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Jog&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://whenwillthehurtingstop.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Tim O’Neil&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://tomthedog.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Tom the Dog&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.nearmintheroes.org/blog/&quot;&gt;Shane Bailey&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.ianbrill.com/blog.html&quot;&gt;Ian Brill&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Big shout outs to &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://edcunard.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;Ed Cunard&lt;/a&gt;, Mark Hale over at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://chaosmonkey.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Chaosmonkey&lt;/a&gt;, Jim McGrath, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://doctor-k100.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Dr. K&lt;/a&gt;, Benjamin Birdie of &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.agreeablecomics.com/therack/&quot;&gt;The Rack&lt;/a&gt; fame, and any other Dead Gopher that I have neglected to mention.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Crap, can I even mention the Dead Gophers?&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I think I just broke a bylaw.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Shit, I almost forgot!&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thanks to the people who used to run the Comics Weblog Update-a-tron thing, whoever you are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I’m kicking myself because I’ve probably forgotten some blogger that I really really like, and they’re going to be pissed at me forever.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Let’s see, am I missing anybody…? &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Him.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;One of the most enjoyable parts of running Dave's Long Box, aside from all the chicks, was my rivalry with Chris Sims of &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yu_moia-oVI&quot;&gt;The Invincible Super-Blog&lt;/a&gt;. I hand over my sword and concede the field to Chris, who is a tremendous talent and a funny guy, but is a total cockhead. Kidding! Ha ha! Look for mighty things from Chris Sims in the future - he is going to be a fucking TITAN! Mark my words well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/SAf1vCTlaFI/AAAAAAAABjI/Khgc91j4_vQ/s1600-h/nuge.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190387283989456978&quot; style=&quot;margin:0pt 0pt 10px 10px;float:right;cursor:pointer;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/SAf1vCTlaFI/AAAAAAAABjI/Khgc91j4_vQ/s200/nuge.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aside from blogging folk, I want to thank &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://dusty-abell.deviantart.com/&quot;&gt;Dusty Abell&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.kirkmania.com/&quot;&gt;Robert Kirkman&lt;/a&gt; for the I&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;nvincible Handbook&lt;/span&gt; gig, which was fun.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thanks also to &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.geneha.com/&quot;&gt;Gene Ha&lt;/a&gt;, who does a hilarious Alan Moore impression, Larry Young of &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://ait-planetlar.com/&quot;&gt;AiT/Planetlar&lt;/a&gt;, who is a mensch, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://jaypinkerton.com/&quot;&gt;Jay Pinkerton&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.parkerspace.com/&quot;&gt;Jeff Parker&lt;/a&gt;, who totally likes me better than &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.the-isb.com/&quot;&gt;Chris Sims&lt;/a&gt; so eat it Sims. Many thanks to &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.ernestcline.com/spokenword/&quot;&gt;Ernie Cline&lt;/a&gt;, the man who created Airwolf: the adjective. I also want to thank &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.joshelder.com/&quot;&gt;Josh Elder&lt;/a&gt; for the advice and the GCPD badge and &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.beaucoupkevin.com/&quot;&gt;Kevin Church&lt;/a&gt; for making me a hot reporter in &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://boom-studios.com/node/1375&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Cover Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Many thanks to Craig Brasfield, Dave Guttierez, the fine folks at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.cracked.com/&quot;&gt;Cracked.com&lt;/a&gt;, Ted “Thunderbolt” Bramble, Mad Michael Moran over at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://timesonline.typepad.com/blockbuster_buzz/&quot;&gt;the Times Online&lt;/a&gt;, and Kent Goodrich, my boss who let me present the &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2005/11/shield-career-power-seminar.html&quot;&gt;SHIELD Career Power Seminar&lt;/a&gt; at work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Finally I want to thank everybody who has ever read my humble blog and a double-thanks to anyone who has ever commented. &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A double-thanks with handshake to anyone who has commented 2-7 times, a hug for anyone who has commented 8-13 times, a 10-second French kiss to anyone who has commented 14-20 times… OK, you see where I’m going with this. FYI, at 40 comments you get maced in the face and at 50 you get a restraining order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Anyway, thanks also to friends of Dave’s Long Box, including but not limited to my mom, Dan Coyle, Olav the Hairy, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://apologiesdemanded.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Chris Arndt&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/04/james-remar-warriors-come-out-and.html&quot;&gt;James Remar&lt;/a&gt;, Mike Hasselhoff, Summer &amp;amp; Virgil, Bill, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://peelio.com/woody/&quot;&gt;Woody!&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2007/01/drake-hogestyn-living-comic-book.html&quot;&gt;Drake Hogestyn&lt;/a&gt;, Konstantinos Stamoulis, Edward Liu, Gayest Neil, Dara, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://kelvingreen.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Kelvin Green&lt;/a&gt;, P-Tor, Mike Loughlin, Winterteeth, Cove West, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://comicsatemybrain.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Tom Bondurant&lt;/a&gt;, Roel Torres, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.mightygodking.com/&quot;&gt;MGK&lt;/a&gt;, Anonymous, McGone, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2005/06/welcome-to-no-profanity-week_12.html&quot;&gt;Ric Flair&lt;/a&gt;, Rachelle, Koala Mentalla, Sallyp, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://threeinchesofbloodsport.ytmnd.com/&quot;&gt;Todd Fucking Kaneko&lt;/a&gt;, Chad Sexington, Oldsmoblogger, Ghostman, Martin Wisse, Haole, Beta Ray Steve, John the IG, Nimbus, Peter, Patrick, Bill Reed, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://ofcourseyeah.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Spencer Carnage&lt;/a&gt;, Benari, Woody, The Real Rick Jones, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OILxC0H-uCg&quot;&gt;Jeff Easton&lt;/a&gt;, Dougbot, Sleestak, your mom, Sallyp, Greg, Brad Curran, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2006/03/no-post-today.html&quot;&gt;Ted Nugent&lt;/a&gt;, Nshumate, Ted, Ian, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://tdiumh.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;RTO Trainer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.wizards.com/&quot;&gt;Matt Murray&lt;/a&gt;, Gbob, and Mister Sinister.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/SAzTI9iVa_I/AAAAAAAABjQ/NyoUqBvdZF4/s1600-h/bison.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191756621362326514&quot; style=&quot;margin:0px 0px 10px 10px;float:right;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/SAzTI9iVa_I/AAAAAAAABjQ/NyoUqBvdZF4/s200/bison.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Manly thanks also to Ken Christiansen of &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.badflip.com/&quot;&gt;Bad Flip Productions&lt;/a&gt; and Rocket Bob Lindenmayer who helped me &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2006/07/off-topic-aquapocalypse-now.html&quot;&gt;fight off a bear attack&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I also want to thank Chava and Mimsy and my wife, who is Big Barda and Mary Jane all rolled into one package.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I'll be launching a new site shortly - I'll post the address as soon as it's up and running. My new site will be a little more expansive in terms of scope... meaning it will be an unfocused rambling mess. But we'll talk about that later. I hope you swing by and say hi once I'm open for business.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;So, to wrap it up, thank you. Thanks for stopping by and digging through the ol' long box with me for the past few years. It's been a hell of a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;--Dave Campbell&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-5324683238700645872?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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         <title>Stuff you should buy</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/04/stuff-you-should-buy.html</link>
         <description>Occasionally I like to plug current comic book offerings, particularly when it might mean a royalty check for yours truly, so here is some stuff you should totally buy this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/SAbLdSTlaBI/AAAAAAAABio/-i4WVujjgmo/s1600-h/batmanstrikes.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0pt 10px 10px 0pt;float:left;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/SAbLdSTlaBI/AAAAAAAABio/-i4WVujjgmo/s200/batmanstrikes.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190059324581701650&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;BATMAN STRIKES #44&lt;/span&gt; by my homeboy Josh Elder. This is a good ol' fashioned all-ages team-up between the Dark Knight and the Man of Steel as they hunt a maniac who is carving up trans-gender hookers on the streets of Metropolis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;KIDDING!!!&lt;/span&gt; I kid. There isn't even one dead hooker in the comic, I swear. Buy two copies and give one to your nephew, it's good old fashioned comic book fun in the mighty DC manner, with solid art by Chris Jones. You might remember Josh Elder from his hilarious Mail Order Ninja comic - he's the Real Deal and is one of those writers who hasn't lost sight of the whole &quot;comics can be fun&quot; thing. Go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/SAbLniTlaCI/AAAAAAAABiw/HjLpIRPeVnM/s1600-h/handbook.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0pt 0pt 10px 10px;float:right;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/SAbLniTlaCI/AAAAAAAABiw/HjLpIRPeVnM/s200/handbook.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190059500675360802&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;THE OFFICIAL HANDBOOK OF THE INVINCIBLE UNIVERSE&lt;/span&gt; has now been collected in a slick trade paperback and is available &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Official-Handbook-Invincible-Universe/dp/1582408319/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1208404004&amp;amp;sr=8-1&quot;&gt;for sale at Amazon&lt;/a&gt;. I highly recommend this as well because I wrote a lot of the entries and I think it's a neat homage to the old Mark Gruenwald era Marvel Handbooks. Plus, haven't you always wanted to know about Shrinking Ray's backstory? Sure you have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't pick it up in the stores when it originally came out, you owe it to your country to buy the trade paperback today! Yes, regardless of what country you live in - unless it's I Hate Comics Land. If that's the case, %&amp;amp;*@ you, pal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up: a BIG ANNOUNCEMENT &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;that you won't like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-806715703591713843?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2008 13:48:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>Super Skrull Place Holder!</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/04/super-skrull-place-holder.html</link>
         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_X6mMHn3jI/AAAAAAAABiQ/al1uRjgKgH0/s1600-h/SuperSkrull_mb.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_X6mMHn3jI/AAAAAAAABiQ/al1uRjgKgH0/s400/SuperSkrull_mb.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185326079982165554&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't want anybody thinking I had &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; dedicated this site to James Remar, so I had to put up some comic related post. Since I'm totally lazy, err, I mean, totally busy, I'm opting for a picture of a Super Skrull statuette thingy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you call these things anyway? Statues? Maquettes? 3-D Imaginings? Girl Repellant? I never know. All I know is that it's Super Skrull and I loves me the Super Skrull. Plus with Marvel's &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Secret Invasion&lt;/span&gt; upon us, many folks have Skrulls on their mind, so it seemed appropriate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, here's a little insider tip for ya: Super Skrull is really a &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Skrull. &lt;/span&gt;No shit.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-454620288578926001?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2008 19:53:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>Welcome to Dave's Shrine of Remar</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/04/welcome-to-daves-shrine-of-remar.html</link>
         <description>&lt;iframe class=&quot;embeddedvideo&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/fTH0oVFKpbM&amp;amp;hl=en&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; height=&quot;355&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-5438955779645095124?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 19:45:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>James Remar - Warriors, come out and plaaayyy...</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/04/james-remar-warriors-come-out-and.html</link>
         <description>&lt;div&gt;Certain films are so potent andcaptivating that they fuck up an entire generation of kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Warriors&lt;/em&gt; is one of those movies for me. During the early years of cable TV my friends would stay up late and watch violent movies like &lt;em&gt;The Warriors&lt;/em&gt; and then, full of adrenaline and unreleased agression, we'd sneak out and vandalize a golf course or something. Along with movies like &lt;em&gt;Enter the Dragon, Escape from New York, Excalibur, Mad Max,&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Death Race 2000, The Warriors&lt;/em&gt; is one of those movies that launched my lifelong love of genre entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is also directly responsible for Young Dave and his friends getting their asses kicked by mean older kids - but that's a story for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the things that made The Warriors so damn cool was Ajax, the brash gang member played by a young James Remar. Ajax is all bravado and bad attitude - he's sort of the Han Solo of the group, and Remar plays him with a perpetual scowl. Ajax would suck if he was just a blowhard, but as he repeatedly demonstrates, his mouth writes the checks and his fists cash 'em. Ajax is a total bad ass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-8g3MHn3QI/AAAAAAAABfw/m8VnB9g9m7s/s1600-h/remar334.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183397828644822274&quot; style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;cursor:pointer;text-align:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-8g3MHn3QI/AAAAAAAABfw/m8VnB9g9m7s/s400/remar334.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He gets to prove how awesome he is when The Warriors (fourof them anyway) get attacked by the Baseball Furies, a gang of creepy silent guys in baseball uniforms and KISS makeup. They're outnumbered, so The Warriors queue up the John Carpenter synth soundtrack and make a run for it. Ultimately it comes time to stop running and start kicking the living bejeesus out of the Baseball Furies, which Ajax does with verve and elan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey kids! Dave's favorite James Remar line is at the 3:32 mark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;iframe class=&quot;embeddedvideo&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/JawHRggFPGo&amp;amp;hl=&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; height=&quot;355&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truly &lt;em&gt;The Warriors&lt;/em&gt; represents a bigone age of cinema, when you could build a movie around a slightly subversive central idea and a couple of decent analog fight scenes. I'll always have a soft spot in my heart for &lt;em&gt;The Warriors&lt;/em&gt; and its ilk, even if it was a bad influence and got me beat up. I don't blame James Remar, though. If anything, my relationship to &lt;em&gt;The Warriors&lt;/em&gt; showed me that everyone takes a hit now and then. Sometimes you're the guy with the baseball bat, and sometimes you're the popsicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for that wisdom, Warriors. And thank you, James Remar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-8dpsHn3PI/AAAAAAAABfo/3VV8fN7jX94/s1600-h/remar22.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183394298181704946&quot; style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;cursor:pointer;text-align:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-8dpsHn3PI/AAAAAAAABfo/3VV8fN7jX94/s400/remar22.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-3226829144895062142?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 17:56:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>My favorite James Remar quote</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-favorite-james-remar-quote.html</link>
         <description>&lt;div&gt;It's a tough call, but I'm going to have to go with the obvious choice for Best James Remar Line Ever. It's from the 1979 film &lt;em&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0080120/&quot;&gt;The Warriors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, where James plays a gang member named Ajax who utters this witty &lt;em&gt;bon mot&lt;/em&gt; to a baseball bat wielding foe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&quot;I'll shove that bat up your ass and turn you into a popsicle.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;I'm not certain, but that may be my favorite line from any movie ever. The only problem with it is that it's very context-specific; it's not a line that you can quote in public with a reasonable chance of a) it being appropriate, and b) anyone knowing that you are indeed quoting James Remar in the first place. It's not like saying &quot;Say hello to my little friend!&quot; when you pick up a chicken skewer at a buffet table or &quot;May the force be with you&quot; before somebody does karaoke. These are movie quotes that people might actually know and that could be situationally appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;But unless you're at a Little League game, there are very few scenarios in which you could say &quot;I'll shove that bat up your ass and turn you into a popsicle&quot; and have it make sense. Come to think of it, while it might make sense to say that at a Little League baseball game, it should probably be avoided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Anyway, it's still the greatest James Remar line of all time, even if it's not that handy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-8871964378335488449?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 17:45:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>James Remar - Expository Cop</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/04/james-remar-expository-cop.html</link>
         <description>Sometimes you need a cop in your movie who will deliver big chunks of expository dialog to the main character in order to keep the plot going. Folks often think of James Remar when it comes to casting that cop. Occasionally he might play a military guy, but the purpose of the role is always the same: human info dump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's James Remar mocking Blade with another officer in &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Blade: Trinity&lt;/span&gt;. And you thought Ryan Reynolds was the best part of that movie? THINK AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-8iM8Hn3WI/AAAAAAAABgg/wKHi9I5TFdU/s1600-h/remar0004.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-8iM8Hn3WI/AAAAAAAABgg/wKHi9I5TFdU/s320/remar0004.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183399301818604898&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's James Remar as Uptight Agent giving a briefing in the fine film &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;2 Fast 2 Furious&lt;/span&gt;. &quot;Use extreme caution, this man has been known to use rats and blow torches to torture people. Yes, rats and blow torches &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-8iG8Hn3VI/AAAAAAAABgY/zWrrFCVzURk/s1600-h/remar0003.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-8iG8Hn3VI/AAAAAAAABgY/zWrrFCVzURk/s320/remar0003.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183399198739389778&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's James Remar playing Expository Cop on CSI: Miami. Sometimes your episode gets so fucked up that you have to bring in somebody to help explain the plot to the main characters. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;James Remar is that somebody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_H6tcHn3fI/AAAAAAAABhs/F0bNvGvUPms/s1600-h/normal_422.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_H6tcHn3fI/AAAAAAAABhs/F0bNvGvUPms/s320/normal_422.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184200304629374450&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-8662559931008363377?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 17:44:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>James Remar - Guest Star</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/04/james-remar-guest-star.html</link>
         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-8h4sHn3UI/AAAAAAAABgQ/Fp5K7FE-_xE/s1600-h/remareli.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0pt 10px 10px 0pt;float:left;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-8h4sHn3UI/AAAAAAAABgQ/Fp5K7FE-_xE/s320/remareli.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183398953926253890&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the other day I was watching &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Eli Stone&lt;/span&gt;, a fine ABC television program that I enjoy viewing for my job, and lo and behold, there's James Remar. He played a ruthless real estate developer that was trying to evict a bunch of low-income people from their historic neighborhood. Did he succeed? Fuck yes he did! He's James Remar! Those poor people were thrown out on their asses. Nobody can go head-to-head with The Remar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick look at James Remar's vast body of work will reveal the extent of TV work the man has done. The breadth and range of his work is impressive - you'd think that he would just be cast as cops or psychos, but no. Let's take a look at some highlights from James Remar's career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remar's most notable recent TV appearance was a recurring role as Harry Morgan on the Showtime series &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Dexter&lt;/span&gt;. His character recently died (ooops, SPOILER) but I'll bet you can still feel the lingering smell of awesome clinging to the Dexter soundstage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough guy Remar has appeared on &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;7th Heaven&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Walker Texas Ranger&lt;/span&gt;, and was a recurring guest star on &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Sex in the City&lt;/span&gt;, where he did not shoot or punch anybody even once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-8hL8Hn3RI/AAAAAAAABf4/neleBzoxPDw/s1600-h/remarrichardwright.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-8hL8Hn3RI/AAAAAAAABf4/neleBzoxPDw/s400/remarrichardwright.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183398185127107858&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fans of genre TV shows, James Remar is representin'. He had a recurring role on the late, lamented &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Jericho&lt;/span&gt;, and he played opposite Richard Hatch on several episodes of Battlestar Galactica (the new series). Remar was also in the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;X-Files&lt;/span&gt; episode &quot;Daemonicus.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_B0YsHn3cI/AAAAAAAABhQ/lK3sRTaHMpw/s1600-h/remarbg.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_B0YsHn3cI/AAAAAAAABhQ/lK3sRTaHMpw/s400/remarbg.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183771138612256194&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, James Remar has a little bit to offer everyone in the family. Watch a James Remar TV show today! Or so help me, he will totally shove that bat up your ass and turn you into a popsicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-8hScHn3SI/AAAAAAAABgA/VkmjQci9SBk/s1600-h/remar0002.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-8hScHn3SI/AAAAAAAABgA/VkmjQci9SBk/s400/remar0002.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183398296796257570&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-8935785945662218868?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 17:44:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>James Remar - His greatest role?</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/04/james-remar-his-greatest-role.html</link>
         <description>Among James Remar fans like myself a never-ending debate rages: what is James Remar's greatest role?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It usually boils down to two choices:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Ganz, the maniacal escaped convict from &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;48 Hours&lt;/span&gt;...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_J8Y8Hn3gI/AAAAAAAABh0/dv9REL5Hge8/s1600-h/remar48.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_J8Y8Hn3gI/AAAAAAAABh0/dv9REL5Hge8/s400/remar48.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184342888953667074&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Rayden, the unnaturally pink martial arts wise man from &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Mortal Kombat: Annhilation&lt;/span&gt;...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_J8fcHn3hI/AAAAAAAABh8/yp-1fA64vb4/s1600-h/remarrayden.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_J8fcHn3hI/AAAAAAAABh8/yp-1fA64vb4/s400/remarrayden.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184343000622816786&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make the call. What is James Remar's ultimate performance, his greatest role?&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-3040524143590699276?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 17:33:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>James Remar - Gesundheit!</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/04/james-remar-gesundheit.html</link>
         <description>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Hey, even James Remar has to sneeze now and then. Or have a stroke - it's hard to tell from this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_B1E8Hn3dI/AAAAAAAABhY/YjZqGDn1zWY/s1600-h/remarsneezing.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183771898821467602&quot; style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;cursor:pointer;text-align:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_B1E8Hn3dI/AAAAAAAABhY/YjZqGDn1zWY/s400/remarsneezing.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-4387613963584321338?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 17:22:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>James Remar - voiceover master</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/04/james-remar-voiceover-master.html</link>
         <description>&lt;div&gt;Like a lot of actors, James Remar picks up the occasional voice acting gig for animated projects. Remar enjoys the variety and change of pace that voice acting offers, but has been somewhat dismissive of animated programs in the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;They're basically for kids and stoners,&quot; Remar told &lt;em&gt;Wizard&lt;/em&gt; magazine. &quot;I mean, who watches cartoons? Little fuckin' kids and dopers, that's who. What magazine did you say you were from again?&quot;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;James Remar has played Black Mask in the animated series &lt;em&gt;The Batman&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_BxysHn3aI/AAAAAAAABhA/6vmriHhgbOQ/s1600-h/t_Blackmask_03.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183768286753971618&quot; style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;cursor:pointer;text-align:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_BxysHn3aI/AAAAAAAABhA/6vmriHhgbOQ/s320/t_Blackmask_03.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;James Remar also did the voice of Larousse in the Pixar film Ratatouille. Yeah, I don't remember which guy he was, either. I'll have to watch that movie again with a new Remarcentric mindset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_BxrsHn3ZI/AAAAAAAABg4/NtY4ax9t8us/s1600-h/larousse.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183768166494887314&quot; style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;cursor:pointer;text-align:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_BxrsHn3ZI/AAAAAAAABg4/NtY4ax9t8us/s320/larousse.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James Remar also did the voice of Carter Hall/Hawkman on the Justice League animated series. Suddenly Hawkman's looking a little bit cooler, isn't he? It's the Remar Touch - it's like Coolness Pixie Dust, Remar just sprinkles it around wherever he goes, making the world a little cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_BwN8Hn3XI/AAAAAAAABgo/-VcaFhI-JKQ/s1600-h/remarhawkman2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183766555882151282&quot; style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;cursor:pointer;text-align:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R_BwN8Hn3XI/AAAAAAAABgo/-VcaFhI-JKQ/s320/remarhawkman2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Oh, and I'm totally lying about that &lt;em&gt;Wizard&lt;/em&gt; quote. James Remar loves cartoons. Really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-2337270844426932303?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 17:18:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>OMFG</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/03/omfg.html</link>
         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZMitisDbzQ&amp;amp;eurl=http://iwasben.com/2008/03/26/god-of-metal/&quot;&gt;This rukes. &lt;/a&gt;It rules + it rocks = rukes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks to &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.progressiveruin.com/&quot;&gt;Mike Sterling&lt;/a&gt; for sharing this with me. Mike also shared that he found the video while searching for &lt;em&gt;hot thor video leather&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-8761946960206123524?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 15:57:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>Kung Food</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/03/kung-food.html</link>
         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-iSq8Hn3NI/AAAAAAAABfY/rBkas-TcybM/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-iSq8Hn3NI/AAAAAAAABfY/rBkas-TcybM/s400/DSC_0006.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181552637680016594&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out. My pal Ed Liu sent in these pictures of a fast-food chain in China called &quot;Zhen Gongfu&quot; or &quot;Real Kung-fu&quot; - with Bruce Lee in &lt;em&gt;Game of Death&lt;/em&gt; as its mascot. That beats Ronald McDonald hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-iSwMHn3OI/AAAAAAAABfg/1r6vbn9P268/s1600-h/DSC_0088.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-iSwMHn3OI/AAAAAAAABfg/1r6vbn9P268/s400/DSC_0088.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181552727874329826&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I want these to come to the States so I too can enjoy real Kung Food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;Don't think - &lt;em&gt;eat&lt;/em&gt;.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-9030787725369411906?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 15:19:00 -0700</pubDate>
         <media:thumbnail width="72" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-iSq8Hn3NI/AAAAAAAABfY/rBkas-TcybM/s72-c/DSC_0006.JPG" height="72" xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/"/>
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         <title>EL CAZADOR Crossgen Comics</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/03/el-cazador-crossgen-comics.html</link>
         <description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R7hOFrap69I/AAAAAAAABdk/t5R4BkuxzM4/s1600-h/elcazadorcover.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167966431868480466&quot; style=&quot;margin:0px 10px 10px 0px;float:left;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R7hOFrap69I/AAAAAAAABdk/t5R4BkuxzM4/s320/elcazadorcover.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I loves me the pirates, although I'm not 100% sure why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pirates - both historical and contemporary - are not really nice people. They're seafaring thieves, rapist, and murderers. I don't particularly dig that kind of person on land, so I'm not sure why a thieving rapist suddenly becomes cool when they get on a boat. It's the romance of the sea, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what it comes down to, isn't it? People like me enjoy tales from the Golden Age of Piracy because we're insulated from the brutal truth by several centuries and a firewall of fanciful books and movies. The romance and glamour of piracy has superimposed itself over reality, until we're left with a collective image of the pirate in pop culture that is utterly divorced from historical accuracy. Kids dress up as pirates for Halloween, we have National Talk Like a Pirate Day, and the &lt;em&gt;Pirates of The Carribean&lt;/em&gt; films were blockbuster hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's inconvenient to contemplate what piracy really means, because that gets in the way of the iconography. Little kids who play pirates never say, &quot;Avast, I'm going to rape all the women onboard this ship and torture this priest until you tell me where you've hidden the valuables!&quot; Well, I hope they don't anyway. The &lt;em&gt;Pirates&lt;/em&gt; movies embrace all the trappings and brand identity of 18th century pirates but coyly steer clear of the grim truth. For movies that are supposedly about pirates there are precious few instances of actual full-on piracy in them. I don't want to overthink this, but there's something a teensy bit dishonest about those movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember in the third movie, &lt;em&gt;At World's End&lt;/em&gt;, when Keira Knightly's character tries to rally the pirates to fight with a rousing speech about freedom? If you stayed awake long enough to get to that point in the movie, you might have though, like me, &quot;Yeah, freedom to rape, steal, and kill.&quot; Because that's really the core value of those movies - their freedom is dependant on someone else's misfortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people think about pirates they just focus on the window dressing, the iconic trappings of piracy rather than actual act of piracy. The Jolly Roger, walking the plank, buried treasure, cutlasses, frigates bristling with cannon, peg legs, squawking parrots, eye patches, violent diarrhea brought on by poor nutrition, treasure maps, etc. Pirates are a glamorous remnant of a time when the world was vast and governments were small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But make no mistake - pirates are still out there, glamour or not. The US Navy &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://thelede.blogs.nytimes.com/2007/10/30/us-navy-said-to-chase-pirates-off-somalia/?hp&quot;&gt;regularly skirmishes &lt;/a&gt;with brazen Somali pirates who raid shipping in fast boats, then retreat back to the African coast before they can get caught. Pirates routinely attack shipping in the Gulf of Aden, off the coast of Nigeria, and ships in port at Dar es Salaam, Tanzania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-UqesHn3JI/AAAAAAAABe4/GoG011Qm23g/s1600-h/1396malacca-straits.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180593653087198354&quot; style=&quot;margin:0px 0px 10px 10px;float:right;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-UqesHn3JI/AAAAAAAABe4/GoG011Qm23g/s200/1396malacca-straits.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The big game in modern piracy is in the target-rich Straits of Malacca. This narrow waterway near Malaysia is a superhighway for ships heading to East Asia or India, and it's surrounded by thousands of inlets and creeks that make perfect hiding places for pirates. In 2004, a full 40% of all reported pirate attacks took place in these waters, and despite increased patrols, the problem is still out of hand. Freighters and tankers who travel through the Straits at night do so at great peril - many of them rake the darkness with deck mounted spotlights and high powered firehoses in an attempt to keep raiders at bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the International Chamber of Commerce's &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.icc-ccs.org/prc/overview.php&quot;&gt;Piracy Reporting Center&lt;/a&gt; if you want a glimpse of the scope of the international piracy problem - they have piracy alerts and a weekly report on global pirate activity that will convince any skeptics that piracy isn't just a thing of the past. Plus, it makes for interesting reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why aren't these modern pirates popular? They're practicing essentially the same craft that the buccaneers of the Carribean practiced centuries ago. Nobody romanticizes modern pirates, because they don't have the benefit of the brand identity their forefathers had - they're just violent thugs with AKs and RPGs in small watercraft. Nothing glamorous there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez, where am I going with all this? I don't know, I guess I just wanted to talk about pirates. Oh! Right: I'm here to talk about &lt;em&gt;El Cazador&lt;/em&gt;, a now dead pirate comic from now dead Crossgen Comics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167966530652728290&quot; style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R7hOLbap6-I/AAAAAAAABds/D4Qsd5RLpAQ/s400/elcazador1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;El Cazador&lt;/em&gt; was a slickly produced swashbuckler by writer Chuck Dixon, master of he-man action, and artist Steve Epting, who I like to think of as a modern &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gene_Colan&quot;&gt;Gene Colan&lt;/a&gt;. It follows the adventures of Donessa Cinzia Elena Marie Esperanza Diego-Luis Hidalgo - or just &quot;Becky&quot; for short - as she makes the huge leap from being a victim of a pirate attack to a formidable, revenge-driven huntress of the high seas who kicks ass in her ship, ElCazador (&quot;The Hunter&quot;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They only put out six issues and a one-shot before the series and the company were cancelled, which is a pity. They just don't make pirate comics anymore, and &lt;em&gt;El Cazador&lt;/em&gt; was a good one. Dixon tread the line between familiar romantic pirate elements and a grimmer, harsher, scuzzier reality. The pirates in this book looked and acted like they haven't washed or gone to church in decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epting's art is fantastic and perfectly suited for this project. I compare him to Gene Colan because of his liberal use of deep shadows and black ink, and his deft brush work. At least, I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; he uses a brush a lot of the time. Regardless of the technique, Epting's art really raises the quality of &lt;em&gt;El Cazador&lt;/em&gt; and makes it a visually stunning comic packed full of salty atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167966668091681778&quot; style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R7hOTbap6_I/AAAAAAAABd0/9HShW-FqbjQ/s400/elcazador2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe &lt;em&gt;El Cazador&lt;/em&gt; is collected in trade format. It's worth checking out, although the storyline ends prematurely and abruptly - just like many pirates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing. Here's a pirate map thingy I drew a little while back. Regular Dave's Long Box readers may know of my fondness for creating little cartoony maps, and it was only a matter of time before I did a pirate map. Click for a larger picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-XMyMHn3MI/AAAAAAAABfQ/BB7Es7Hsf0U/s1600-h/blackbog.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-XMyMHn3MI/AAAAAAAABfQ/BB7Es7Hsf0U/s400/blackbog.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180772108978347202&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not crazy about the coloring job I did on this one - those red parchment signs are hideous, and in the lower right hand corner? Those white things under the tree are supposed to be fireflies. Instead they look like Christmas lights. Oh, well. That's what I get for stealing my daughter's art supplies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wha--? Stealing markers from a little girl? That sounds positively... &lt;em&gt;piratey&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-6840852274280111071?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 22 Mar 2008 00:08:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>My screaming starship</title>
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         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 23:26:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>Because I am easily amused...</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/03/because-i-am-easily-amused.html</link>
         <description>I thought &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://threeinchesofbloodsport.ytmnd.com/&quot;&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was the funniest thing I've seen all week, and I watched Penn Jilette on &lt;em&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://blogs.abc.com/dancinglive/&quot;&gt;Dancing with the Stars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; this week. I recommend turning up your speakers to maximum volume before visiting this site - particularly if you're at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179584168268913794&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY:block;MARGIN:0px auto 10px;CURSOR:hand;TEXT-ALIGN:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R-GUW8Hn3II/AAAAAAAABew/0goVwiQwKUw/s400/4959.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, YTMND, what pleasure you have given me over the years. I only hope I can pull you from a flaming car accident to return the favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to King Superbad himself, &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://dusty-abell.deviantart.com/&quot;&gt;Dusty Abell&lt;/a&gt;, for the heads-up.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-6800972983890778284?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 08:27:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>Dave Stevens - RIP</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/03/dave-stevens-rip.html</link>
         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R9ePty7ffpI/AAAAAAAABeg/9QJl8aXLZRM/s1600-h/rock3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R9ePty7ffpI/AAAAAAAABeg/9QJl8aXLZRM/s400/rock3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176764313613860498&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, say it ain't so! Artist Dave Stevens died yesterday, which totally sucks. This has been a bad month for geeks: Steve Gerber died, then Gary Gygax, and now Dave Stevens. &lt;br /&gt;Stevens died on March 10 of leukemia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been and am still a big fan of Dave's pinup work and his most famous creation, the neo-pulp hero The Rocketeer. I remember picking up the first Eclipse &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Rocketeer &lt;/span&gt;issue back in the day and being a little baffled. Was this some pulp hero that I had just never heard of? Was he a contemporary of The Shadow and Doc Savage that never reached the level of fame that his fictional peers did? The answer of course, was no. The Rocketeer was created by Stevens in the 80's as an homage to the rocket-pack wearing adventurers of serial fiction like &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Commando Cody&lt;/span&gt;. Stevens' &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Rocketeer&lt;/span&gt; is a beautifully drawn Valentine to a gee-whiz age of purehearted adventure. In lesser hands this material might have seemed the work of somebody who couldn't let go of his childhood fantasies, but Dave Stevens made it work, and his love for the source material was infectious. I'm sure I'm not the only one out there who took a second look at those old Republic serials because of Dave Stevens, which is kind of a nice legacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only wished that Stevens had created more Rocketeer comics; he only drew a handful of them. And now that he's passed away, that handful of comics is going to have to be enough.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-7881169166033333670?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 17:49:00 -0700</pubDate>
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         <title>Lame-ass villain #19: Metalhead</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/03/lame-ass-villain-19-metalhead.html</link>
         <description>Metalhead was a Batman villain that first appeared in &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt; #486, where Batman beat the living crap out of him. A completely forgettable villain with a dumb gimmick, Metalhead has long since faded into the mists of comic book obscurity, and rightly so. Because he is lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, the guy's name is Metalhead. I think we can all agree that is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Metalhead is called Metalhead because he wears a ski mask with nails sticking out of it. I gotta hand it to the guy, at least he's budget conscious. His whole outfit probably cost less than &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2005/06/lame-ass-villain-7-slipknot.html&quot;&gt;Slipknot's&lt;/a&gt;, and that is saying something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, he has a spiky pony tail attached to his black ski mask that he whips people with. For some reason, that would seem cool in an old Shaw Bros kung fu movie, yet here it just seems lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt; #486 features several scenes where Metalhead goes into sleazy underworld bars and whips people with his pony tail. That will teach them from playing Kylie Monogue on the jukebox when Metalhead is around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R9CZ4tkO_VI/AAAAAAAABeU/qtZXwV_JHS0/s1600-h/metalhead.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R9CZ4tkO_VI/AAAAAAAABeU/qtZXwV_JHS0/s400/metalhead.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174805171431996754&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do none of the crooks in Gotham City carry handguns? Because you know who could easily beat Metalhead? The rarely seen villain &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Man With Gun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-6642797661135218691?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2008 09:25:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>...and we're back.</title>
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         <description>Okay, after nearly a month of total radio silence I am going to attempt to blog once again here at the mighty but dormant Dave's Long Box. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule has been quite mad recently and the new blogging gig at ABC.com is playing havoc with my circadian rhythm, but I'm getting used to it. I'm trying to set realistic expectations of myself, so I'm hoping to do at least three posts per week. I miss talking about comics and while having a blog can be kind of stressful and demanding, it's still fun - or at least it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's begin again, shall we? Let's look into one another's eyes and renew our sacred blog vows and put the past behind us and look forward to a shining future together, you and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, look! Bird poop! That's always good for a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R8jD-Dbl3YI/AAAAAAAABeM/uG0CgFEnDeM/s1600-h/poop.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R8jD-Dbl3YI/AAAAAAAABeM/uG0CgFEnDeM/s400/poop.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172599642875354498&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-287738952293923248?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 29 Feb 2008 10:34:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>Live from L.A. is now, um... live</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/02/live-from-la-is-now-um-live.html</link>
         <description>OK, so my new blog &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://blogs.abc.com/livefromla/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Live from L.A.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; over at ABC.com is up and running. Come stop by and take a look, won't you? You should feel right at home - in my first week I managed to reference Thunderdome, Gary Busey, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; Ted Nugent. And they haven't fired me yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, come on: haven't you always really wondered what I thought of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Supernanny&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Cashmere Mafia&lt;/span&gt;? Hop over and have a cocktail power-up with Lucy Liu and the girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6w02qIFRMI/AAAAAAAABdU/lv6jkixP4B4/s1600-h/cash08_3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6w02qIFRMI/AAAAAAAABdU/lv6jkixP4B4/s400/cash08_3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164560986312885442&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-2863679399938915601?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 06 Feb 2008 18:50:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>The Redundant Dialogue Files: &quot;Attacking me!&quot;</title>
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         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6X5_aIFRKI/AAAAAAAABdE/uEMKHcJfPiQ/s1600-h/wonder+woman+kobra3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin:0px auto 10px;display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6X5_aIFRKI/AAAAAAAABdE/uEMKHcJfPiQ/s400/wonder+woman+kobra3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162807415590438050&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so maybe my first installment of &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;The Redundant Dialogue Files&lt;/span&gt; wasn't the best example. Dave's Long Box reader Paul rightly pointed out that the dialogue in the first entry actually served a legitimate disambiguating purpose. Way to bring reason into the whole thing and spoil my fun, Paul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we'll try again - here's a panel from &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/span&gt; (vol 1) #276, which I have discussed previously&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2005/07/kobra-week-wonder-woman-276-dc-comics.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt; here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Yes, I know I'm kinda cheating by posting a panel I have previously featured, but that's the kind of guy I am - a big goddamn cheater.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-5114635137602981822?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2008 01:29:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>The Redundant Dialogue Files: &quot;Yeow! I slipped on the floor!&quot;</title>
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         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6PgxKIFRJI/AAAAAAAABc8/cUAyH67Q9-E/s1600-h/thor432f.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162216733033186450&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY:block;MARGIN:0px auto 10px;CURSOR:hand;TEXT-ALIGN:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6PgxKIFRJI/AAAAAAAABc8/cUAyH67Q9-E/s400/thor432f.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wise Bill Reed reminded me of an amusing panel from &lt;em&gt;The Mighty Thor&lt;/em&gt; #432 that I just had to scan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems like a perfect time to start off a new recurring feature here at Dave's Long Box: &lt;strong&gt;The Redundant Dialogue Files&lt;/strong&gt;, a celebration of comic book dialogue that needlessly explains what is made painfully obvious in the comic art itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a battle with monstrous living statues, one of the stalwart cops from NYPD's Code: Blue anti-supervillain team slips on the floor. Perhaps the creative team felt that the art in the panel was ambiguous and needed further explanation - we may never know. But for whatever reason, the fallen trooper says: &quot;Yeow! I slipped on the floor!&quot; Thanks for the update, guy. Good thing he's wearing a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why, but I find this hilarious.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-2555878527513522126?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2008 04:24:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>THE MIGHTY THOR #432 Marvel Comics, 1991</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/01/mighty-thor-432-marvel-comics-1991.html</link>
         <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;iframe class=&quot;embeddedvideo&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/24I7_5Nzvq4&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;350&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6EkiaIFRII/AAAAAAAABc0/QzQI5PJ_Fac/s1600-h/thor432cover.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161446821490672770&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT:left;MARGIN:0px 10px 10px 0px;CURSOR:hand;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6EkiaIFRII/AAAAAAAABc0/QzQI5PJ_Fac/s320/thor432cover.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Mighty Thor&lt;/em&gt; #432 is, as the cover informs us, the 350th appearance of Thor, one of the greatest comic book characters ever made. EVER. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's sort of a strange milestone, because it's not technically the 350th appearance of the character in print, it's the 350th comic book published by Marvel starring Thor. They're not counting the Thunder God's appearances in &lt;em&gt;The Avengers&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;What If?&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Godzilla&lt;/em&gt; or even in &lt;em&gt;Fred Hembeck Destroys the Marvel Universe&lt;/em&gt;, so it's probably more like the 1,213th appearance of Thor. But really, who wants to tally all those comics up? Not I.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you might imagine, an &quot;anniversary&quot; issue like this one has a certain musky nostalgic odor, a quality present in all the comics of the DeFalco/Frenz/Milgrom run on &lt;em&gt;The Mighty Thor&lt;/em&gt;. These guys tried - and usually succeeded - to capture the pomp and majesty and epic scope of those early Thor issues they clearly loved. This particular creative team didn't just drink from the creative wellspring of the first Lee/Kirby Thor comics, they chugged it greedily from a beer bong. One could fault them for not taking the character in new directions, but I prefer to be gracious and think of this era of the comic as Thor Done Right. But then, I am old. Old and bald.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be fair, writer Tom DeFalco, a Marvel Bullpen veteran, did have a slightly different take on the Thor paradigm. Instead of using Thor's traditional human alter-ego Dr. Donald Blake, DeFalco introduced Erik Masterson as the new human host of Asgardian godliness. In this issue, Masterson's scrappy little son Kevin is held hostage by Thor's evil half-brother Loki, the Norse god of mischief (I named one of my dogs Loki, BTW), which really pisses Thor off. The two mortal, er, immortal enemies face off in a New York skyscraper in a final duel that only one god is walking or flying away from. At least until Marvel brought Loki back, that is.&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6EjRKIFRFI/AAAAAAAABcg/c1hxYhI72cg/s1600-h/thor432a.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161445425626301522&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT:right;MARGIN:0px 0px 10px 10px;CURSOR:hand;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6EjRKIFRFI/AAAAAAAABcg/c1hxYhI72cg/s200/thor432a.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The big brother vs brother fight that takes up the entire issue is suitably operatic and grandiose. Loki and Thor are evenly matched, and both are experts at Shakespearian trash-talking. Loki relies on cunning, magic, and a total lack of scruples, while Thor relies on his ability to hit things really hard, including Loki's face (see greatest panel ever, right).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But Thor's no idiot, regardless of what people say. In the sequence below he exploits his bro's greed and power lust by tossing him mjolnir, his enchanted mallet. Of course, only the truly worthy can wield mjolnir, a fact that Loki forgets. He catches the hammer - and promptly plunges through thirty-odd stories of skyscraper. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dumbass. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161444996129571874&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY:block;MARGIN:0px auto 10px;CURSOR:hand;TEXT-ALIGN:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6Ei4KIFRCI/AAAAAAAABcI/2BCRS_qfJN8/s400/thor432b.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thrown into the mix is Code: Blue, the NYPD's special anti-supervillain SWAT team who were regular supporting characters in the DeFalco/Frenz era. I loved these guys and have always been disappointed that they never caught on and became permanent fixtures of the Marvel Universe. Led by the stoic Lt. Marcus Stone, Code: Blue was a team of bad-ass misfits with names like Fireworks, Mad Dog, and Rigger. Maybe they were a little corny, but I'd pit Code: Blue against Hardcase and the Harriers any day of the week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the team leaping into action. Now either their SWAT van has a custom siren or they are all yelling &quot;YA-HOO!!&quot; as they bail out the back - I can't tell which. And look out, Lt. Stone! You're about to step on that very small woman and her very small car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161444845805716498&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY:block;MARGIN:0px auto 10px;CURSOR:hand;TEXT-ALIGN:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6EivaIFRBI/AAAAAAAABcA/GsPYoIbKdcc/s400/thor432c.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Incidentally, my wife and I often refer to toddler potty and poo incidents as Code: Yellow and Code: Brown. I don't even want to think what Code: Blue would denote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the happy-go-lucky cops remove young Kevin Masterson from harm's way so Thor can kick the shit out of his rival without stressing about the lil' youngster getting hit by a stray blast of Asgardian voodoo. The Code: Blue guys also attempt to arrest Loki, which doesn't go so well. I'm not sure what kind of procedures NYPD has for detaining evil Norse gods, but I imagine flexi-cuffs and a paddy wagon wouldn't be adequate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thor finally gets to cut loose, verbally and physically:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6EioaIFRAI/AAAAAAAABb4/iYG0eWszDhk/s1600-h/thor432d.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161444725546632194&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY:block;MARGIN:0px auto 10px;CURSOR:hand;TEXT-ALIGN:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6EioaIFRAI/AAAAAAAABb4/iYG0eWszDhk/s400/thor432d.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;I'd like to dedicate this act of violence to innocents everywhere - to children all around the world.&quot; Thor is a class act, I'm telling ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long story short: Loki zaps one of the more expendable supporting characters, which is just one evil act too many for Thor. In defiance of some stupid Asgardian law, Thor sucks all the life energy out of Loki with mjolnir, killing him (for now.) For some reason, this upsets both Lt. Stone and Thor's dad Odin, although I can't imagine why. You'd think slaying the God of Evil would get him a pat on the back at least, but no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the dust clears, Thor and Stone have a heart-to-heart over some coffee outside the battle zone. &quot;You did wrong, Thor!&quot; Stone tells him. &quot;No one should take the law into his own hands! Not even a thunder god!&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6EihKIFQ_I/AAAAAAAABbw/nKRb8aKSqUo/s1600-h/thor432e.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161444600992580594&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY:block;MARGIN:0px auto 10px;CURSOR:hand;TEXT-ALIGN:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R6EihKIFQ_I/AAAAAAAABbw/nKRb8aKSqUo/s400/thor432e.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's some bullshit right there. What charges would the District Attorney's office file against Thor, exactly? &quot;Your honor, the accused um, he sucked the victim's soul into his magic hammer and the victim, um, exploded we believe. What kind of world do we live in if we allow people to blow up evil gods? The accused is a flight risk, literally, and we ask that bail be set at two million gold pieces.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, Thor faces the justice of the gods and gets his own soul sucked out of him, or something. Because if there's one thing ancient Viking gods cannot condone, it's killing. Yeah, it doesn't make sense to me, either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However! That doesn't diminish the awesomeness of Thor #432. Well, maybe a little. But as an added bonus, they reprint &lt;em&gt;Journey into Mystery&lt;/em&gt; #83, by Stan and Jack, the first appearance of Thor. In this story, Stan Lee establishes the time-honored tradition of smack-talking that continues to this day in Thor comics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;I have proven the power of the hammer and the might of the thunder god are invincible! Nothing can conquer Thor! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nothing!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, verily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-256737732402946434?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2008 08:52:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>My new gig</title>
         <link>http://daveslongbox.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-new-gig.html</link>
         <description>&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R59k0KIFQ-I/AAAAAAAABbo/Nv6JYhcqKdM/s1600-h/ABC+logo.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160954545224106978&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY:block;MARGIN:0px auto 10px;CURSOR:hand;TEXT-ALIGN:center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUUAn5bgpwo/R59k0KIFQ-I/AAAAAAAABbo/Nv6JYhcqKdM/s400/ABC+logo.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week I begin working for my new Corporate Overlords, ABC television, and let me tell you, I'm pretty darn excited about the whole thing. I will be the resident blogger at &lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://abc.go.com/index&quot;&gt;ABC.com&lt;/a&gt;, commenting on ABC's prime-time programming on a little blog-within-a-huge-website called &quot;Live from L.A.&quot; I'll post a link on the sidebar when the blog formally launches next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAQ time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&lt;/strong&gt; &quot;Why is it called 'Live from L.A.', Dave? Don't you live in Seattle?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, but the servers are located in L.A. Okay, the servers are located in Burbank. Actually, I have no clue where the servers are located - they won't tell me. Besides, I could get fired at a moment's notice and be replaced by somebody from Nova Scotia, so ABC is playing it safe. Nobody wants to read a blog called &quot;Live from Bainbridge Island&quot; anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&lt;/strong&gt; &quot;Have you sold out, Dave?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, happily. Next question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&lt;/strong&gt; &quot;They're going to fire you, aren't they?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; After reading this, probably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&lt;/strong&gt; &quot;Are you shutting down Dave's Long Box?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; No, I'll still be updating Dave's Long Box every two months or so just like I'm doing now. Ha! My Corporate Masters have agreed to let me keep blogging, but since Disney owns ABC, I have to go back and retroactively edit all profanity and references to Power Girl. Ha ha! I kid. I can write whatever the heck I want, darn it. I have agreed not to appear nude on DLB, however.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&lt;/strong&gt; &quot;Will they let you write whatever you want, or are you just a P.R. shill for The Man?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm pretty much just a P.R. shill for The Man, yes. Actually, they've given me a free hand to write whatever I want pretty much, which includes being a smart ass. However, I unconditionally love every show on ABC already, so I see no problems. Why yes, I AM a huge &lt;em&gt;Desperate Housewives&lt;/em&gt; fan - thank you for asking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&lt;/strong&gt; &quot;How did you get the job?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not sure, I think they have me confused with somebody else. They keep asking me to sing &quot;Mack the Knife&quot; so they may think I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.davidcampbell.com/&quot;&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&lt;/strong&gt; &quot;Who is going to win &lt;em&gt;Dance War&lt;/em&gt;?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; Please. Bruno all the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11827637-201827706951190744?l=daveslongbox.blogspot.com' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
         <author>David Campbell</author>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 27 Jan 2008 22:44:00 -0800</pubDate>
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         <title>Just Another Day In The Clinic</title>
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         <description>Another thing I have to tell patients and their families at least a couple of time per week.</description>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 21:24:59 -0800</pubDate>
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<p>Another thing I have to tell patients and their families at least a couple of time per week.</p>
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         <description>The mystery was fairly bland in this week&amp;#8217;s episode of House, but the medicine was much better overall. Good bye Cameron. Don&amp;#8217;t let the door hit you on the way out. Hank, a successful porn star is admitted to Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital after developing a severe headache and photophobia (sensitivity to light) while [...]</description>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 22:37:26 -0800</pubDate>
         <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>The mystery was fairly bland in this week&#8217;s episode of House, but the medicine was much better overall. Good bye Cameron. Don&#8217;t let the door hit you on the way out.</em></p>
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<p>Hank, a successful porn star is admitted to Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital after developing a <strong>severe headache</strong> and <strong><a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.allaboutvision.com/conditions/lightsensitive.htm">photophobia</a></strong> (sensitivity to light) while on set. House starts off by ordering a series of tests: an <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://labtestsonline.org/understanding/conditions/std.html">STD panel</a> (to look for sexually transmitted diseases), a toxin screen (to look for common toxins), <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/crp/test.html">C-Reactive Protein</a> (&#8221;CRP&#8221;, a measure of inflammation), <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/ana/test.html">ANA</a> (antinuclear antibodies, to look for autoimmune diseases) and a <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.webmd.com/brain/lumbar-puncture">lumbar puncture</a> (to look for <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.pdrhealth.com/disease/disease-mono.aspx?contentFileName=BHG01ID01.xml&#038;contentName=Viral+Encephalitis&#038;contentId=159">viral encephalitis</a>). While the patient is having his <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NeGteg74mjw">spinal tap</a> performed, he develops severe muscle spam and pain (<a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tetany_(medical_sign)"><strong>tetany</strong></a>) in his arms. Foreman orders <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.drugs.com/mtm/meperidine.html">meperidine</a> (Demerol, a strong pain medication).</p>
<p>About this time, House starts hitting up Taub and Thirteen for ideas, trying to lure them back on the team. Taub suggests that Hank must have a brain problem, such as a <strong>tumor</strong> or <strong>seizure</strong>. Foreman believes that Hank suffers from <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://vasculitis.med.jhu.edu/typesof/cns.html"><strong>cerebral vasculitis</strong></a> (inflammation of the blood vessels in the brain). House agrees with Foreman&#8217;s assessment and starts the patient on steroids. He also orders a <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/ency/article/003799.htm">brain angiogram</a> (an x-ray of the arteries in the brain), as well as an <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://kidshealth.org/parent/general/sick/eeg.html">EEG</a> and a nerve biopsy, just to be sure. Foreman convinces Chase to perform the angiogram, but he and Cameron suspect that the patient is suffering from <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/vitamin-d/NS_patient-vitamind"><strong>Vitamin D deficiency</strong></a>, so instead of checking the angiogram, they decide to start Hank on light therapy and intravenous vitamin replacement. Unfortunately, while undergoing the light therapy, Hank develops a nosebleed and is found to have <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/petechiae/HQ01208">petechiae</a> on his legs.</p>
<p>Hank is now diagnosed with <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.merck.com/mmhe/sec14/ch173/ch173h.html"><strong>disseminated intravascular coagulation</strong></a> (DIC, a weird, but very serious, condition, where the patient is both bleeding too much and clotting too much). <strong><a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.emedicinehealth.com/sepsis_blood_infection/article_em.htm">Sepsis</a></strong> is suggested as a possible cause, but since he is showing none of the shock associated with sepsis, the idea is discarded. <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.merck.com/mmpe/sec14/ch167/ch167g.html"><strong>Bacteremia</strong></a> (bacteria in the blood) is suggested, but Cameron shoots it down suggesting instead <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/ency/article/001349.htm">Meningococcemia</a> (<a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://bioweb.uwlax.edu/bio203/s2008/bingen_sama/">meningococcal bacteria</a> in the blood &#8212; really a subset of what Chase suggested). House concurs with Cameron&#8217;s diagnosis and Hank is started on <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.drugs.com/mtm/heparin.html">heparin</a> (a blood thinner, for the clots) and a broad spectrum antibiotic that covers meningococcus (but if you know which bacteria you&#8217;re treating, then you don’t need a broad spectrum antibiotic).</p>
<p>Hank does not improve and he starts to run a fever. Taub suggests that he might have an infection hidden away in his <strong>sinuses</strong>, where the antibiotics have difficulty reaching, so Chase performs sinus surgery to clear out the sinuses. Now Hank begins to complain of <strong>severe abdominal pain</strong> and Cameron discovers something on the exam (apparent <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.healthatoz.com/healthatoz/Atoz/common/standard/transform.jsp?requestURI=/healthatoz/Atoz/ency/ascites.jsp">ascites</a> &#8212; fluid in the abdomen) that makes her diagnose <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.merck.com/mmhe/print/sec10/ch135/ch135g.html"><strong>liver failure</strong></a>. She suggests a <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.oncolink.org/experts/article.cfm?c=3&#038;s=15&#038;ss=95&#038;id=2308">Klatskin tumor</a> (cancer of the <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bile_duct">bile duct</a>), but it doesn&#8217;t quite fit the symptoms. Foreman suggests that Hank has <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://digestive.niddk.nih.gov/ddiseases/pubs/primarysclerosingcholangitis/index.htm">sclerosing cholangitis</a> (a disease that damages the bile ducts). House agrees and an <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://digestive.niddk.nih.gov/ddiseases/pubs/ercp/index.htm">ERCP</a> (an endoscopic exam of the bile duct and pancreas) is ordered &#8212; surprisingly it shows a mass in the common bile duct that ends up being a large clump of worms. Hank apparently has <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://emedicine.medscape.com/article/788652-overview"><strong>strongyloides</strong></a> (&#8221;<del datetime="2009-11-25T03:18:29+00:00">whipworm</del> threadworm&#8221;), and is given <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.drugs.com/cons/mebendazole.html">mebendazole</a> to kill the worms. </p>
<p>Once again, Hank&#8217;s condition dramatically worsens. He develops severe <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/pulmonary-edema/DS00412/DSECTION=symptoms"><strong>pulmonary edema</strong></a> (fluid build up in the lungs). Chase thinks it might be a combination of a hematological (blood) problem and cardiomyopathy (a heart problem). Foremen suspects Hank has <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.emedicinehealth.com/lymphoma/article_em.htm#Lymphoma%20Overview"><strong>lymphoma</strong></a>, with <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.radswiki.net/main/index.php?title=Peritoneal_carcinomatosis">peritoneal carcinomatosis</a> (malignant spread of cancer across the abdomen) and <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.ninds.nih.gov/disorders/paraneoplastic/paraneoplastic.htm">paraneoplastic syndrome</a> explaining his symptoms. House sides with Foreman, and Hank is started on chemotherapy. A short time later, Hank&#8217;s condition takes another turn for the worse when he starts <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.medterms.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=8343">urinating blood</a>. Next, his blood pressure and heart rate skyrocket, and he starts to bleed from his mouth. He then suffers a cardiac arrest, but the team is able to stabilize him. </p>
<p>The latest labs are back and show that Hank barely has any red blood cells, white blood cells, or platelets. The differential diagnosis now includes <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/ency/article/000343.htm"><strong>hypopituitarism</strong></a> (an underfunctioning pituitary gland), <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/ency/article/000516.htm"><strong>renal cell carcinoma</strong></a> (a type of kidney cancer), or <strong>aleukemic leukemia</strong> (a <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.emedicinehealth.com/leukemia/article_em.htm">leukemia</a> that is associated with low white blood counts instead of the normally high counts found in leukemia). House tells the team that the latter is the most likely and orders them to ablate (destroy) Hank&#8217;s bone marrow in anticipation of a <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/ency/article/003009.htm">bone marrow transplant</a>. There is a lot of hemming and hawing about whether this is the right thing to do, since it could make Hank sicker or kill him, but at the last moment, Thirteen and Taub call in with the correct diagnosis: <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_m0BUM/is_2_80/ai_76636539/">extraintestinal Crohn&#8217;s disease</a>. According to them, Hank&#8217;s exceptionally clean childhood made him more likely to develop diseases such as Crohn&#8217;s, and the worms were actually helping him keep the disease in check. Once the worms were killed off, the Crohn&#8217;s flared up with a vengeance. With some methylprednisolone (steroids), Hank should get better &#8212; but the team wants to give him some worms again, just to make sure.</p>
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<p><span style="font-style:italic;font-size:90%;">I found no massive errors in tonight&#8217;s episode. There was the usual: jumping randomly between unrelated diagnoses, bizarre test interpretation, and Chase being a specialist surgeon, but nothing horrible. Of course, that&#8217;s not to say I have no complaints (as if!). As usual, minor complaints are in blue, nit-picking ones in green:</span></p>
<p><span class="hMid">Where exactly was the extraintestinal focus of the Crohn&#8217;s?</span></p>
<p><span class="hMid">Why did he develop a headache and photophobia in the beginning? Was that the Crohn&#8217;s? Why did everything suddenly worsen when he got in the hospital? The steroids he was given for the vasculitis should have calmed down the Crohn&#8217;s.</span></p>
<p><span class="hMid">The strongyloides worms may not have been the cause of his disease, but their blockage of the bile duct would still cause serious problems for the patient.</span></p>
<p><span class="hMid">Again, no oncologist is going to start chemotherapy for cancer without a tissue diagnosis.</span></p>
<p><span class="hMid">Special precautions are taken for patients who are neutropenic (dangerously low in white blood cells, and thus more susceptible to infection) including gowning and gloving everybody in contact with the patient. You do not roll them down the hospital&#8217;s common hallway without a mask and with the wife holding his hand.</span></p>
<p><span class="hMid">The CRP should have been significantly elevated with the Crohn&#8217;s disease (and the cerebral vasculitis too).</span></p>
<p><span class="hNit">While the ANA is generally strongly positive for certain types of autoimmune diseases, it is not found in every autoimmune condition (or even most autoimmune conditions), so a negative ANA does not mean there is no autoimmune disease (and positive ANAs in the absence of autoimmune pathology are also possible).</span></p>
<p><span class="hNit">How about checking the vitamin D level &#8212; an easy thing to do &#8212; before treating the patient.</span></p>
<p><span class="hNit">I noticed how they avoided actually saying the word &#8220;ascites&#8221; and instead chose a wordier explanation. Probably because of their problem pronouncing it last time.</span></p>
<p><span class="hNit">Cameron shoots down Chase&#8217;s idea of bacteremia, but then suggests meningococcemia, a type of bacteremia. The same argument she used against Chase would go against her as well.</span></p>
<p><span class="hNit">Why would you ablate the bone marrow without finding a donor first? (OK, maybe House was never planning on really following through with it, but why would the others go along?)</span></p>
<p><em>And now credit where credit is due:</em><br />
<img src="http://www.politedissent.com/images/check.jpg" alt="House 607" hspace="5"/>The hygiene hypothesis is a legitimate and controversial scientific theory concerning the rise in asthma and allergy rates in industrialized nations. Some researchers link it to autoimmune diseases as well.<br />
<img src="http://www.politedissent.com/images/check.jpg" alt="House 607" hspace="5"/>Helminthic therapy &#8212; treatment of disease using intentional infestation of parasitic worms &#8212; is being tested in a variety of diseases, including Crohn&#8217;s/<br />
<img src="http://www.politedissent.com/images/check.jpg" alt="House 607" hspace="5"/>Shocking ventricular tachycardia, like Foreman did this episode, is the right treatment.</p>
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<p>The mystery was okay, but seemed to get lost in the shuffle as the show progressed. I give it a <strong>B</strong>. The final solution was a stretch, especially when you look back at the original symptoms. It earns a <strong>C</strong>. Overall, the medicine was better that it has been the past few weeks and earns another <strong>B</strong>. The soap opera was decent as well. I enjoy Tab and Thirteen, so I&#8217;m fine with having them back, though I know many will disagree. The soap opera earns still another <strong>B</strong>.</p>
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         <description>In this public service ad, Binky&amp;#8217;s younger Allergy and his friends ponder the future &amp;#8212; the far, far distant future &amp;#8212; of 1976.
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Moon crater tours. Nope, not there yet.
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         <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.politedissent.com/images/nov09/pioneer.html"><img src="http://politedissent.com/images/nov09/pioneer.jpg" alt="Binky Presents 'Pioneers of 1976!' Click for the full page." title="Binky Presents 'Pioneers of 1976!' Click for the full page." align="right" hspace="10" width="202" height="200"/></a><a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.politedissent.com/?s=buzzy"></a>In this public service ad, Binky&#8217;s younger Allergy and his friends ponder the future &#8212; the far, far distant future &#8212; of 1976.</p>
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Let&#8217;s see how Allergy and his friends did in their predictions:<br />
<img src="http://www.politedissent.com/images/x.gif" alt="wrong!" hspace="8"/>Moon crater tours. <em>Nope, not there yet.</em><br />
<img src="http://www.politedissent.com/images/check.gif" alt="right!" hspace="5"/>Video conferencing. <em>Good call, though not quite as predicted.</em><br />
<img src="http://www.politedissent.com/images/x.gif" alt="wrong!" hspace="8"/>Large bulky electronic machines. <em> Passed it by and left it in the dust.</em>
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         <description>A fairly light episode of Fringe, but an enjoyable one The Plot:The Observer is patiently standing in front of a museum in Boston, taking notes, and spying on brunettes. After a few minutes, he finds the one he wants, grabs her, throws her in the back of a stolen car and drives off. [...]</description>
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         <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>A fairly light episode of Fringe, but an enjoyable one</em></p>
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<p><span style="font-weight:bold;color:darkred;">The Plot:</span>The Observer is patiently standing in front of a museum in Boston, taking notes, and spying on brunettes. After a few minutes, he finds the one he wants, grabs her, throws her in the back of a stolen car and drives off. Arriving at an out of town motel, he gags her and ties her to a chair, and then leaves.</p>
<p>With the Observer involved, the Fringe team is called in. The kidnap victim is identified as Christine Hollis, and seems to be an entirely normal young woman. They review the surveillance camera footage and realize that this is a different Observer than the one they first met. It turns out that the Observer accidentally left his notebook behind, so it’s turned over to the team; however, they are unable to decipher the code/language in the book. Astrid identifies over 1200 different symbols, without any repeats. Looking online, she discovers that one of the researchers at Massive Dynamics is also interested in the code. He has not been able to solve it either, but he has documented evidence of Observers at important historical events including the <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.americaslibrary.gov/cgi-bin/page.cgi/jb/revolut/boston_1">Boston Massacre</a>, the <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/fr/1720376/posts">beheading of Marie Antoinette</a>, and the shooting of <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.eyewitnesstohistory.com/duke.htm">Archduke Ferdinand</a>. Peter finds a drop of what appears to be blood in the Observer&#8217;s journal. Walter notes its orange cast and wonders if the Observer might not have hemophilia.</p>
<p><img src="http://www.politedissent.com/images/nov09/penalty.jpg" alt="Shame on Fox, Fringe, and Ford" align="right" hspace="10"/>At a restaurant across town, a group of three Observers are meeting to discuss the actions of the rogue Observer, whom they call &#8220;August&#8221;. They mention a plane flight and imply that Christine is supposed to be dead, so they send an assassin after her.</p>
<p>August returns to the hotel room, unties Christine, and shows her the television news, which reports that the flight she had booked to Rome crashed en route with no survivors.</p>
<p>The labs tests come back and the drop in the journal wasn&#8217;t blood, but hot pepper sauce &#8212; and sauce from a particular hot pepper: the King Cobra Chili. Astrid is able to find the address of the individual who imported some last year, so Olivia and Peter head over to check it out. As luck would have it, the Observers&#8217; assassin is there at the same time. There are some fisticuffs and Peter sustains a small wound, but the assassin escapes.</p>
<p>August meets with the other Observers. They tell him that Christine must be killed to set things right. This is not what he wants to hear. He manages to set up a meeting with Walter, asking for his help. All Walter can tell him is that he must somehow make Christine important to the Observers, so they won&#8217;t kill her.</p>
<p>August returns to the hotel room and unties Christine. He tells her that she must do exactly as he says. A short time later, the assassin appears at the hotel and in the ensuing battle, August is shot and critically wounded. Olivia and Peter arrive, and August gives his gun to Peter. Together, Peter and Olivia are able to kill the assassin. They find Christine and return her home.</p>
<p>The first Observer picks up August and drives him away from the hotel. As August lies dying in the back, he tells the other Observer that he had developed &#8220;feelings&#8221; for Christine, even loved her &#8212; and that is why he saved her. The first Observer tells August that she is safe now because she is responsible for the death of an Observer, and that makes her important. </p>
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Overall, the science &#8212; what little there was of it &#8212; was passable this episode, so I just have a few nit-picks an observations:</em></p>
<p><span style="font-weight:bold;color:darkred;">1. Hot, Hot, Hot</span><br />
The <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naga_Jolokia_pepper">King Cobra Chile</a> is the hottest chile known to man, scoring 850,000 to 1,000,000 <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scoville_scale">Scoville units</a>. It is also known as the &#8220;ghost chile&#8221;, which should be familiar to you if you watch <strong><a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.travelchannel.com/TV_Shows/Man_v_Food">Man v. Food</a></strong>. </p>
<p><span style="font-weight:bold;color:darkred;">2. 15% Tip</span><br />
Why would it be a surprise that the tip about August was called in from the same hotel? Would it really be a shock that one of the other guests, or an employee, saw him and phoned it in?</p>
<p><span style="font-weight:bold;color:darkred;">3. Color of Love</span><br />
This is the first I&#8217;ve ever heard of hemophiliacs having orange blood, and I don&#8217;t buy it. <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.nhlbi.nih.gov/health/dci/Diseases/hemophilia/hemophilia_what.html">Hemophilia</a> affects the clotting of the blood, not the hemoglobin (which is what gives blood its red color), so why would the blood be a different color?</p>
<p><span style="font-weight:bold;color:darkred;">4. You Go That Way, I&#8217;ll Go This Way</span><br />
I would not want to be Olivia&#8217;s insurance agent, and I hate for her to be my backup. Tonight she: 1) was easily distracted by the assassin, 2) nearly shot Peter, and 3) only avoided being shot by the assassin due to dumb luck and Peter.</p>
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<p><em>A much better episode this week. The show does much better when they stick with the Pattern. There is a one-minute improvement on the Doomsday Clock.</em></p>
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         <description>The Last Days of Animal Man
Gerry Conway, writer
Chris Batista, penciller
I just finished reading The Last Days of Animal Man, and I&amp;#8217;ve got a couple of problems with it, particularly the last issue. 1.
Animal Man defeats the villains by using his powers to infect them with Yersinia pestis, the Bubonic Plague. At first read, [...]</description>
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         <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>The Last Days of Animal Man<br />
Gerry Conway, writer<br />
Chris Batista, penciller</strong></p>
<p>I just finished reading <strong>The Last Days of Animal Man</strong>, and I&#8217;ve got a couple of problems with it, particularly the last issue. </p>
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<p><strong>1.</strong><br />
Animal Man defeats the villains by using his powers to infect them with <em><a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.cdc.gov/ncidod/dvbid/plague/bacterium.htm">Yersinia pestis</a></em>, the Bubonic Plague. At first read, this is extremely clever &#8212; in a <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zN5XHUw_l8I">Merlin versus Madame Mim</a> sort of way. But the more you think about it, the less sense it actually makes.</p>
<p>Animal Man&#8217;s powers allow him to gain the abilities of any animals he is near. He can gain the strength of a gorilla, the flight of a bird, the swimming ability of a fish, and so on. In this case, it appears he used his powers to gain the <em>virulence </em>of the bacteria. </p>
<p>Animal Man doesn&#8217;t become the animal in question; he just gains some of their abilities. So if he had won by incapacitating his opponents with a nasty bacterial toxin, that would make a certain amount of sense. But instead he actually <em><strong>infected </strong></em>them with the bacteria. How did he manage this? His powers don&#8217;t work this way. You need the actual bacteria to cause an infection, let alone one which is &#8220;overwhelming their immune systems.&#8221; Animal Man wasn&#8217;t infected himself, and he didn&#8217;t come into contact with the bacteria, so how did he infect the villains? He seems to have achieved <em>abiogenesis </em>&#8211; creating life (in this case the bacteria) from nothing. </p>
<p><strong>2.</strong><br />
The biggest problem is basic biology. It goes back to something I first learned in seventh-grade science. Everyone read what Superman says, and then repeat after me: <span style="font-weight:bold;font-variant:small-caps;font-size:110%;">bacteria are not animals</span>. </p>
<p>They belong to a separate <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Five-kingdom_system#Five_kingdoms">kingdom</a> entirely. </p>
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         <description>I&amp;#8217;m not going to explain what&amp;#8217;s wrong with this caption from The Last Days of Animal Man #6 &amp;#8212; I&amp;#8217;ll leave it to you.</description>
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<p>House Challenge scores are up to date through Episode 8.<br />
I also corrected the scores from Episode 5 where I forgot to count &#8220;paraneoplastic syndrome&#8221;</p>
<p>Overall, <strong>TRad </strong>remains in the lead with 44 points. <strong>Noether </strong>is close behind in second with 42 points. <strong>Corien </strong>is third with 29 points, <strong>Heidi </strong>is fourth with 28 points, and Theta Sigma rounds out the top five with 27 points.</p>
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         <description>A so-so mystery, but an interesting patient on this week&amp;#8217;s episode of House. James Sidas was a brilliant physics prodigy who quit the field twelve years ago and now works as a deliveryman. While he is delivering some books one day, he develops a hand tremor and some confusion. He is admitted to House&amp;#8217;s [...]</description>
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<p>James Sidas was a brilliant physics prodigy who quit the field twelve years ago and now works as a deliveryman. While he is delivering some books one day, he develops a <strong>hand tremor</strong> and some <strong>confusion</strong>. He is admitted to House&#8217;s team at Princeton-Plainsboro Hospital, with the presenting complaints of <strong><a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/ataxia">ataxia</a></strong> (loss of coordination), <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://kidshealth.org/parent/medical/heart/anemia.html"><strong>anemia</strong></a>, and a mild <strong>cough</strong>. A CT scan was negative, as was a screen for toxin screen. The team&#8217;s initial differential diagnosis consists of <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/west-nile-virus/DS00438"><strong>West Nile Virus</strong></a>, <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.ehow.com/facts_5163423_hyperbilirubinemia-adults.html"><strong>hyperbilirubinemia</strong></a> (high <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/ency/article/003479.htm">bilirubin</a> levels in the blood), <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://emedicine.medscape.com/article/784389-overview"><strong>meningitis</strong></a>, <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.nhlbi.nih.gov/health/dci/Diseases/Sca/SCA_WhatIs.html"><strong>sickle cell anemia</strong></a>, or <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.nhlbi.nih.gov/health/dci/Diseases/ttp/TTP_WhatIs.html"><strong>TTP</strong></a> (thrombotic thrombocytopenic purpura). The last one seems the most likely so House has his team check a <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.labtestsonline.org/understanding/analytes/blood_smear/test.html">blood smear</a> and <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://ghr.nlm.nih.gov/gene=adamts13">AdamTS13</a> antibodies. The blood smear shows <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.brown.edu/Courses/Digital_Path/systemic_path/heme/schistocytes.html">schistocytes</a> (fragmented red blood cells), a sign of TTP, so they decide to begin treatment. Usually, plasmapheresis is treatment of choice, but James is allergic to one of the components of the procedure, so instead they perform a splenectomy &#8212; a removal of his spleen. The surgery goes well, but while Chase is examining him afterward, James begins to show symptoms of a <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://familydoctor.org/online/famdocen/home/common/heartdisease/basics/290.html#1">stroke</a>. He is rushed to the cath lab, where the clot in the brain is removed by a special catheter, &#8220;blood flow is restored,&#8221; and there is no permanent brain damage.</p>
<p>The fact that James suffered a stroke after his spleen was removed suggests that he did not have TTP. The differential now consists of <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://vasculitis.med.jhu.edu/typesof/cns.html"><strong>CNS vasculitis</strong></a> (inflammation of the blood vessels in the brain), <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.merck.com/mmhe/sec14/ch173/ch173h.html"><strong>DIC</strong></a> (disseminated intravascular coagulation), <strong>acquired <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.fpnotebook.com/Hemeonc/Lab/Pncytpn.htm">pancytopenia</a></strong> (low white cells, red cells, and platelets), or a <strong>toxin exposure</strong>. The team reasons that the basic toxin screen only tests for a few toxins, and they need to test for more. Chase and Taub are sent to search James&#8217;s apartment, while Thirteen and Foreman run an expanded toxicity screen. The apartment shows signs of mice (and Taub suggests James may have <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.cdc.gov/ncidod/dbmd/diseaseinfo/leptospirosis_g.htm">Leptospirosis</a>), and a hidden bottle of booze.</p>
<p>The team now suspects that James has liver failure, probably due to alcohol abuse. When confronted, James admits to having a shot of vodka each day after work, but denies being an alcoholic. The team proceeds with a <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.gicare.com/endoscopy-center/liver-biopsy.aspx">liver biopsy</a>, which is normal. The liver function tests show a slightly elevated albumin, but are otherwise normal. Thirteen now deduces that James has <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.webmd.com/a-to-z-guides/acute-renal-failure-topic-overview"><strong>renal (kidney) failure</strong></a>, not liver failure. The reasons for the kidney failure could be <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.webmd.com/a-to-z-guides/acute-renal-failure-topic-overview"><strong>rhabdomyolysis</strong></a> (muscle damage), <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.webmd.com/a-to-z-guides/acute-renal-failure-topic-overview"><strong>multiple myeloma</strong></a> (cancer of the blood forming cells), <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://kidney.niddk.nih.gov/kudiseases/pubs/polycystic/">polycystic kidney disease</a>, or <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://kidney.niddk.nih.gov/kudiseases/pubs/goodpasture/"><strong>Goodpasture&#8217;s Syndrome</strong></a> (an autoimmune disease that affects the kidneys and lungs). Goodpasture&#8217;s seems the most likely, so James is started on unnamed &#8220;immunosuppresant drugs&#8221; and <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://kidney.niddk.nih.gov/Kudiseases/pubs/hemodialysis/">dialysis</a>. After a <em>Eureka!</em> moment in a conversation with Wilson, House realizes that James has been <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Recreational_use_of_dextromethorphan">abusing <strong>dextrome