Comic review: 2000AD- PROG 1947- Some Light Within the Darkness

Artists and writers: Numerous
Publisher: Rebellion
Release Date: 9th September 2015



There is a reason why I stick with 2000AD. It’s not nostalgia, and it sure as hell ain’t consistency, it’s the moments, those brief, fleeting moments when the writers say something, and in PROG 1947 that happens, something is said, and so here is my review, to analyse, and to record it.

Tharg’s bit is passive aggressive this week, and the conclusion of the Dredd- Enceladus arc says nothing. Does Dredd ever say anything? To me, he says love authority, worship uniforms, do what you are told, rely on the state, rely on others to protect you. That’s all he says to me. He’s a villain, always has been.

The Alienest messes up this week. Why? Because the main protagonist shows a disregard for human life, killing a man because he was about to reveal her secrets, she kills him, and doesn’t appear to particularly care about it, at all. I can’t root for her. I can’t invest in a character that shows so little regard for human life. This story is starting to fail, and the pretty art can no longer redeem it.

Apocalypse Anonymous ends this week, and it manages to sneak in some meaning, at the end.

‘The question is- How can we keep the legions of Hell at bay when so many monsters already live among us?'

Do they really want an answer to that? My answer is the same as it always has been. You change the system by refusing to join it. The ‘heroes’ in this comic book story wore uniforms of the state. That is not how you change things. You change things by abandoning statism, and by going your own way. That’s the message, and that’s the truth that people do not want to hear.

Grey Area has one moment, a moment that exposes the pathetic psychological block that stops many western people from doing anything to make the world a better place. I’m thinking of Christians, Buddhists and ‘New-Agers here. I’m thinking of the kind of people who say a lot, and do nothing. The attitude is summed up in the following line:

‘We are too enlightened to defend ourselves.’

Yes, so enlightened, so enslaved. Christianity, Buddhism and new age spiritual enlightenment. Do nothing philosophies, ideal for the state, ideal for the New World Order. Lambs to the slaughter, doing nothing, and lining up for the slaughter house.

Dreams of Deadworld- Mortis has a tie in to that philosophy, that idea that ‘good’ people carry with them, that idea that makes them prey to a sociopathic predator like the modern state. However, in this tale, the predator is a monster called ‘Mortis,’ and not the soft, collectivised, smiling BBC ‘progressive’ monster that we have in the real world.

The story follows a group of explorers. They arrive on a planet destroyed by monsters, and the first person they meet is one of the monsters that killed off the planet, that being Mortis. They greet him warmly, optimistically. He views them as voter dupes, as fresh meat. The explorers open up to him tell him of their ‘human resources,’ resources that he will inevitably feed off. He smiles, coos nice words of support, of friendliness, and then he kills them. Hey Mortis mate, with talent like that you should be working for the BBC, or some other New World Order PR firm.

The message in this story is clear. If you go through life thinking that everybody you meet has morals, that everybody feels the same way as you, that everybody is ‘nice,’ well, reality has one heck of a surprise lined up for you. It’s a meat wagon, and it’s waiting outside your house, line up, line up, women and children first, we’ll take the men later.

Do you see now why I stick with 2000AD? It stumbles, it mumbles, it messes up, it confuses itself, and it’s very much stuck within the collectivist statist, New World Order, banking tyranny matrix.

However, as it stumbles, blindly through the dark, occasionally, just occasionally, it comes across a light switch. It’s hand lurches, fumbles in the dark, finds the switch, and all of a sudden, the room is seen for what it actually is.

It’s a slaughterhouse, and here I am, on my daft little blog, to take a snap-shot of that slaughterhouse, put up the evidence, on-line, to detail it, fingers crossed that somebody will see, and who knows? Perhaps one day, we can start to do something about it? Hey man, I’m an idealist, that’s why I write, and that’s why I stick with good old 2000AD.


Rating: 8/10 (Dave Kendall's art in Deadworld is awesome. Sick, dark, diseased awesome)