50-Word (Comic) review: Symmetry #1- Individualism versus Collectivism

Writer: Matt Hawkins
Artist: Raffaele Ienco
Publisher: Top Cow/Image Comics
Released: 9th December 2015


Liberal writer takes his PC ideology, creates a progressive future for us all. Writes a socialist paradise of clones, controlled by hive-mind AI, free of individualism, slaves to the greater good, a nightmare liberal utopia. Is ‘Symmetry’ detailing a progressive mind breaking free from its cultural Marxist programming? We’ll see.



Rating: 8/10

A very intriguing beginning with a lefty comic book writer (yes, I know, they are all lefties today) exploring issues of individualism versus collectivism. 

It would be unwise to get too excited at this early stage, but I get the sense that writer Matt Hawkins has an open mind (and that is a rare thing in the left today) and is genuinely concerned about a utopian future created by the progressive/collectivist/totalitarian left.  

He’s looking at this future and seeing a lack of creative individualism (and as a creative man himself, why wouldn’t he?) and realising that perhaps this hive mind borg collectivist ideology is not as great as he had previously thought it to be. 

That’s the funny thing about creative liberals. They are a lot more individualistic and ‘right-wing’ than they think that they are, it’s just that they do one thing (using their individuality to create something new) and promote the direct opposite (calling for ideological collectivisation). 

The contradiction that is at the heart of cultural Marxist programming will finally be the thing that defeats it. As the progressive writers begin to understand just what it is that they have been promoting, they will inevitably turn against the narrow dictates of politically correct, collectivist, virtue signalling ideology, and start to get back onto the freedom train of individualism, creativity and human freedom. 

There’s a guy called Trump who is breaking down a few walls at the moment. He’s controversial. He’s brave, and he’s very, very popular. There is a reason for his popularity, and it’s not because his followers are all evil, racist, sexist bigots. The reason for his popularity is that he is an INDIVIDUAL battling against the status quo political ideology of COLLECTIVISM. You might not like Trump, but that’s not the point. The point is that we need to get back to individualism, and to leave this era of politically correct collectivism behind us. It’s dangerous, and we need to get rid of it.

Comic review: the Tithe #5- Islamic Extremism and the ‘Progressive’ Left

Writer: Matt Hawkins
Co-Creator: Rahsan Ekedal
Artist: Phillip Sevy
Publisher: Image Comics
Released: 23rd September 2015


****SPOILERS IN REVIEW****


I need to add a few disclaimers before I start off this review. Firstly, I haven’t been reading ‘The Tithe.’ I bought this issue because the preview mentioned ‘Islamaphobia’ and that intrigued me, as Islam is rarely mentioned in contemporary comic books. Secondly, I assumed that the comic book would address all issues concerning Islamic terrorism from a secular, atheist, liberal/progressive point of view, with an attempt to minimise the personal responsibility of the individuals actually involved in recent terrorist outrages.

I made a lot of assumptions, but after reading this book those assumptions turned out to be pretty much spot on. That’s not me patting myself on the back, it’s just that I read a lot of comics, and as 95% of contemporary comic books come from a liberal/progressive mind-set and world-view, I pretty much know what I will be getting before I actually read the books.

The beginning of this book really shocked me though. It started with a quotation coming directly from the Koran, a quotation that gives valuable insight into what Muslims are taught to think of Jews and Christians by their holy book. Does it teach them about tolerance and respect? Nope, it doesn’t. It tells Muslims that they cannot be friends with either Jews or Christians. That’s a fact, it comes from the Koran, and to see it as an opening statement in a comic book was quite shocking to me.

The narrative of the book itself then proceeds to show a young Syrian immigrant shouting‘Allahu Akbar’ in a church as he detonates a suicide vest, blowing himself up, and murdering hundreds of innocent people.  This immigrant had been taken in by a Christian family, so what he is doing here ties into the concerns of many Europeans at the moment as refugees descend upon the west, escaping from the conflicts in their own war torn countries.

The fear in many European countries right now is not just about terrorism. It’s about the impact of an entire culture, a culture that is not exactly liberal when it comes to anything to do with women’s rights and homosexuality. Surely there will be tensions? What will happen when you have entire communities of people that oppose the very laws of the land in which they live? These concerns are not addressed within this comic book, but the first one is, that being the concern that Muslim refuges are potential suicide bombers, and that the more we let in, the more chances there will be of horrific events happening in our local Churches, sports stadiums and supermarkets.

I understand the concern because I’ve actually lived in Saudi Arabia, the spiritual, ideological and financial home of all things related to Sunni terrorism. If you want to know anything about Sunni terrorism then go to Saudi Arabia, that’s where the 9/11 hijackers came from, it’s where Osama Bin laden came from, and it’s where the funding behind ISIS comes from as well.

When it comes to Sunni terrorism, all roads lead to Saudi Arabia. The Saudi’s fund terrorism, and are encouraged to do so as the main enemy of the west is not Sunni terror, it’s the Shia states, with the main villain, and eventual target, being Iran. Syria first, and it’s Iran that will be next on the chopping block.

Western governments support Sunni extremism today, just as they did in the 1980’s when they supported a young Bin Laden in his fight against the Russians in Afghanistan. Our governments are always eager to help out Sunni terrorists, as they give them a reason for the ever-expanding Police/surveillance state back home, and an excuse for wars for resources in the Middle East and Africa.

But back to the story in ‘The Tithe #5.’ After reading a plot that began leaning suspiciously to the right, I knew that the progressive side of the writer had to kick-in at any moment, unless of course this was the rarest of all things in 2015, that being a right leaning comic book writer? Is writer Matt Hawkins one of those rare creatures?

Nope, don’t be daft, of course he’s not. There’s no room for the evil right wing in comic books at the moment. When it comes to contemporary comic book writers, they are as left leaning as you can possibly get. It took a while, but the left wing side of Matt’s nature finally kicked in, and boy, when it did, what a laugh it all was.

***HERE COME THE PLOT SPOILERS***

Writer Matt Hawkins was absolutely brilliant in what he did here, and a real credit to the liberal progressive left. His story began with a suicide bombing in a church, and by the end of it he had managed to put the entirety of the blame for the atrocity onto right-wing, white, Christian men. I’m not joking. The final panels of this book include an evil white skinhead leaving a Church and laughing about his actions designed to stitch up the poor innocent Muslims. The final panel of the book features this evil white man framed with a giant crucifix in the background as he walks away from his base of operations, that being a Christian church.

The message is clear. Islam is a peaceful religion, and the terrorist events that you see around the world are part of some weird right wing conspiracy carried out by crazy skin-headed Christians.

Great work Matt, I really applaud your dedication to the cause of never offending people who strap bombs to themselves in order to further their sick, demented and twisted ideological agenda. Your determination to blame all of the ills of the world on the most politically expedient group out there today (right wing Christians) was particularly brave of you as well. Good job mate, good job.

The Tithe #5 then is not quite as controversial as you might think that it is. I applaud it for addressing the big Wahabbi Elephant in the living-room, a violently stampeding Elephant that is completely ignored by DC and Marvel, but what I have read here comes from a painfully liberal, laughably progressive mind-set.

This PC mind-set goes out of it’s way not to offend, and puts the blame for a Islamic terrorist event onto the easiest, softest of all targets, that being white Christian men. In doing so it comes across as a bizarre, politically correct, left leaning conspiracy theory book. It brings up real world concerns about Islamic terrorism, then takes the easy way out by placing the blame upon a group that has nothing whatsoever to do with Islamic terrorism.

It’s usually the right that gets accused of conspiracy theory paranoia, but this book proves that when it comes to ridiculous conspiracy theories, the ‘progressive’ left is fast catching up and becoming even more insane and wilfully ignorant than the old right.


Rating: 7/10 (I applaud writer Matt Hawkins for dealing with issues that most writers choose to ignore, but his conclusion that Islamic terrorism is actually a right wing/Christian conspiracy is absolutely ridiculous)

Politically Correctness and the 2000AD Sci-Fi Special- Is the tide beginning to turn?

This article will reference the following comic strip:

Title: Robo Hunter- Iron Sam, by Alec Worley, Mark Simmons & Ellie De Ville

In: 2000AD Sci-Fi Special, Summer 2015.

Released: 24th June 2015

Publisher: Rebellion



I couldn’t believe what I was reading today. A comic book strip that was actually pointing out the totalitarian censorship mindset of the social justice warrior brigade. There it was, tucked away, sneakily within the pages of my favourite rebel comic book, the 2015 sci-fi special of 2000AD.

Robo-Hunter- Iron Sam, by Alec Worley goes where other PC comic books fear to tread, taking subtle digs at the Internet thought Police. The narrative involves a murderous ‘Sentient Social Media Virus’ running rampage and murdering anybody for crimes against (a very contemporary definition) of feminist liberal political correctness. This virus has contaminated killer robots, and they are going around town looking to murder anybody not sufficiently PC.

Have you ever had an online encounter with the Marxist, feminist, liberal, politically correct crowd? They are young, straight out of university and determined to ‘educate’ the world about the evils of racism, sexism, homophobia, Islamaphobia and white male, rape culture patriarchy. I have had a few encounters with these lovely people, and it’s quite the experience.

Robo-Hunter

I thought that I was supposed to be the ‘conspiracy’ nut around here, but these purple haired whack jobs are the biggest conspiracy loons going. Everything is the fault of white men and patriarchy. I apparently have the huge benefit of ‘white privilege’ which is news to me, especially as I go to my minimum wage night-shift job for my latest ten-hour shift. Forget reality though, as these people always know best, are never wrong, and as they are ‘victims’ you are just a ‘troll’ if you throw nasty things like facts at them.

The PC brigade are not too keen on facts, and reality, but the one thing they hate more than anything else, is people disagreeing with them. Try it. They have two responses: 1- They will scurry for the ban hammer, and attempt to censor you. 2- They will call you a racist, sexist, homophobic bigot (without evidence) and refuse to debate the issue you are supposed to be talking about. These people are absolute darlings. They hate debate, love censorship and are never wrong about anything, and if you upset them with different opinions or facts you are oppressing them.

It’s a sad state of affairs today, because these feminist Marxist PC Internet moral crusaders have almost completely infiltrated mainstream comic books, and it is difficult to find ANY comic book that is brave enough to take them on.

I think that it’s fair to say that the majority of comic book writers working today are left leaning, ‘progressive’ and liberal in their political belief systems. How do I know this? Look at my blog. I read their comics, lots of them. Because of this one-sided political outlook they are happy to embrace the loony PC brigade and give them exactly what they want, and the result is a lack of diversity in contemporary comic books.

'Dust' in 2000AD SS 2015 has a great twist at the end.

Do we really need another book about a punk-haired feisty female protagonist battling against a Christian preacher, or some other random evil white man? What exactly is that achieving? And do I even have to mention what Marvel and DC are doing right now with their PC obsessed messing around with the race and gender of their long-running characters?

That’s fine, if you want to write about strong independent 1970’s punk girls then do that, and if you want to write about a lesbian dwarf albino with bi-polar issues then do that as well, some people will like it, but what about the rest of us? Surely there should be a bit of diversity in comic books? That’s a good thing, right? I’m not asking for sexist, racist, homophobic monstrosities of tastelessness, but please, please, please, at least give me something that isn’t coming from a feminist liberal, Marxist, politically correct point of view.

Imagine my delight then when I read a comic strip that mocked the totalitarian, censorship mentality of the feminist Marxist loon brigade. I was starting to give up hope. I was starting to think that comic books had been completely infiltrated, that the red flag was here to stay, and that my days of reading them would soon be numbered, but then I read Robo-Hunter, and wow, what a shock that was.

So, the entire point of this article (and he probably won’t even read it) is just to say thank-you to writer Alec Worry.

I don’t know how you did it mate, but you’ve done something out of the ordinary here. You’ve used satire to illustrate the logical endgame where the Internet PC thought police finally get what they really want, that being the power to legally murder anybody that disagrees with them. I know it’s satire, but all good satire cuts close to the bone, telling truth that would not be tolerated in a straight narrative format.

Rogue Trooper in 2000AD SS has a strong message about war propaganda

After all, Marxists have a history of murdering those that disagree with them.

‘The highest death tolls that have been documented in communist states occurred in the Soviet Union under Joseph Stalin, in the People's Republic of China under Mao Zedong, and in Cambodia under the Khmer Rouge. The estimates of the number of non-combatants killed by these three regimes alone range from a low of 21 million to a high of 70 million’ 
(‘Mass killings under Communist regimes’ from Wikipedia, sorry, but that’s what people look at now)

The ridiculous situation that occurs in Robo-Hunter, with PC robots killing anybody that disagree with their social justice warrior virus, though silly and over the top, is a lot closer to the truth than people might want to admit. The left is all about collectivism, and if you don’t want to be a part of the collective, they are more than happy to put a bullet through your head. That’s not my opinion. It doesn’t matter what I think, it’s historical fact that communism always ends up with piles of corpses. We need to stop bowing to Internet fools with red flags and useless degrees in the liberal arts, and start getting some real diversity back-into our comic books.

Thanks, once again to Alec Worley. Nice job mate. Thanks for sending me into the weekend on a high. It’s very brave of you to go up against the red tide, and that is what you have done here. Good luck, you have a supporter over here.

Is this the beginning of a truth revolution in comic books? To quote Muse, ‘You can revolt, you can revolt.’ It’s true, we can, and it begins by telling the truth about what is going on right now, and if truth isn’t very PC, well sod it, tell it anyway.



Mass killings under communist regimes:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mass_killings_under_Communist_regimes

Comic review: Rebels #2- In the Forrest with Mr. Wood

Writer: Brian Wood
Artist: Andrea Mutti
Colourist: Jordie Bellaire
Publisher: Image Comics
Released: 13th May 2015


The most note-worthy moment in Rebels #2 occurs after the story has finished, and writer Brian Wood engages with his readers in an essay about American flag waving.

I found that to be illuminating, because what it really is, is an attempt by Wood to convince his liberally minded readers that, don’t worry lads/lasses, I’m still one of you, I’m still a left leaning good guy.

That’s okay, I understand it, especially given his history where he has written books that have savaged the right wing types, putting all of the blame for the world’s ills (and imagined future ills) onto the racist, homophobic, intolerant right wingers.

The problem in 2015 for long-time liberal minded writers is that the paradigm of left versus right, or good versus evil is not quite as secure as it once appeared to be. Brian Wood then is like a lot of long-term leftists, negotiating within himself and trying to work out just what went wrong, why his ideological foundations are now looking a bit on the crumbly side.

I’ll leave that for him to figure out, and talk about Rebels #2 for a little bit now.

The book will probably read better in tpb, but that doesn’t mean that the single issues are not worth getting, because they are. It’s just that in this age of instant box-set access the month long wait can seem a bit prolonged, especially when a book is taking it’s time and telling a well structured fully rounded story.

This issue is about one guy, older than he looks, and I like that touch because it feels genuine, and how he is a new husband, and a revolutionary soldier, and how he manages to handle that balancing act. The story is told through his POV, and that has its pluses and minuses. The pluses being that it means you build up more emotional connectivity with the story because the bloke is talking directly to you, the minus' being that you know he’s never going to be taken out by a random red coat bullet because then who would be telling the story?

You lose some tension with this story-telling technique, but you gain bucket loads of empathy as his nearest and dearest will inevitably pay a huge price for what he is engaged in. I can live with that, and I like the slow pace of the book, despite what I said earlier in the review, it works well, because life isn’t all fast, all action, there’s lots of slow bits in it as well.

The key to the story is making it seem real, and the art is a big plus here. There’s a grit and darkness to certain panels, then bright white to signify the freshness of a day in the countryside. The people look like real people, there is spittle in their mouths, there’s no big muscles here, and I really enjoyed the dramatic splashes of colour during the action scenes as well. 

I have some good news for left leaning comic book fans, and let’s face it, that’s probably about 90% of the comic book reading audience of today. Brian Wood is no right wing gun nut, and you don’t have to feel bad about reading his book. He’s hanging, doggedly onto the left, but I do feel that his grip is loosening, and in that sense he’s no different to any other long time hope and change boyhood Marxist type. He’s got a good book here in Rebels #2, and I’ll continue to read along, not just to see where the story goes, but to follow the journey of Mr Wood as well.


Rating: 8/10

Comic Review: Captain America & The Mighty Avengers #8: Vote Hillary

Writer: Al Ewing
Artist: Luke Ross
Publisher: Marvel
Released: 13th May 2015



Here’s a review that is probably going to offend you if you are a liberal minded comic book reader.

If you enjoy getting offended and feeling morally superior on issues of race, gender and religion, then you’ll want to read this review. You can leave your passive aggressive comments at the end of the review in the open, uncensored comment section. That’s okay, I expect it. You can tell me that I’m a bad person, and insinuate that I need to be put into a camp or something. I welcome the comments, because that is what I expect. What I don’t expect is a serious, polite debate about the issues that I’m about to bring up.

Okay then, ready? Here we go:

Conspiracy theories are for basement dwelling, tin-foil hat wearing paranoid morons. You know the kind, right? Pathetic loser white men with dirty beards and comb-overs who call people ‘sheeple,’ and go on about 'Chem-trails' and other stupid things like that. These conspiracy men (they are always men) are sweaty, fat, paranoid, totally uncool and always wrong.

Young Muslim girls (keep it vague, don’t identify them as Sunni or Shiaa) are brave heroines, and we should respect everything that they say. Don’t actually do anything to help them though, as discussing Sunni Islam, Saudi Arabia, and other crazy dictatorships supported by the west is not to be done at the moment.

Say whatever you want about Christians though. Those crazy cult followers (make sure it’s always Christian, and please don’t mention anything to do with Jews or Israel) always think that it’s the end of the world. They need to be mocked and beaten up. They are brainwashed, dangerous, violent, and suicidal and err, that was close, you didn’t mention ISIS, did you? No, I definitely made sure that it was just the Christians that we were mocking here. Okay, phew, thank atheism for that.

The illuminati are real, and there really are secret groups of powerful men who control the world and lie to us on the television, making decisions that affect us all, but not telling us about it when they do so.

But what about the Christians and Conspiracy nuts, didn’t they talk about this? Yeah, they did, but that doesn’t matter. They are still wrong, even though they told us all about the illuminati thing decades ago. The people in charge just wanted to help and protect us, and the Christians and conspiracy nuts are uncool, and old, and losers anyway, and they’re far too white as well, so they’re probably racist or something as well.

What we need is women and people of colour (women of colour would be best) to take charge now, and to fix the mess caused by the stupid white men. But, what about the structure of the system itself, and how it is designed in a top down fashion to enrich a handful of rich people (of all colours, genders and religions) whilst exploiting the 99%? No, let’s ignore all of that. Democracy is a great system, we just need to change the race and gender of the people in charge of it, and then everything will be okay.

Makes no sense whatsoever, does it? The liberal drip obsession with race and gender, and the mocking of Christians and people who question mainstream consensus (as ‘conspiracy theorists’) is getting really old, and tired now. But that’s the mainstream liberal world-view encapsulated, and if you want to see it played out in all of it’s self-deception and race/ religion baiting glory (Christianity only, of course), then buy ‘Last Days- Captain America and the Mighty Avengers #8.’

The book is liberal America (and it’s UK cousins) trying to make sense of it’s own lies. It might be worth purchasing the book if you are a critically aware student and you need to do an essay on the collapsing liberal establishment and their reluctance to deal with the lies of the Obama establishment. But for anybody not stuck in the mainstream liberal web of lies it will make for a painful and even depressing read.

Most comic book fans will let the liberal consensus guff wash over them and will probably describe the book as a bit too talky, light on action and dull. It was that as well, but the self-delusion of it all was the thing that stood out to me.

This is a book that would support Hillary Clinton as the next President of the US, not because she’s going to be any good, but because she is a woman.

Don’t worry Mr. Ewing, you are a good man. I detected no hint of racism, sexism, or Islamaphobia in your book, and you didn’t question anything of any real importance at all, so well done to you. No thought Police will be knocking on your twitter door anytime soon, and your precious career in mainstream comic books will proceed as before.


Rating: 3/10 (I enjoyed the nice clear art from artist Luke Ross, but the rest of the book was not for me)

Liberalism, reality, nihilism and depression

‘If you really care, wash the feet of a beggar.’

Some clever bloke said that. Indoctrinated and educated within the feminist neo-liberal/Marxist UK education system he got a bit depressed because he realised that people only really act out of self-interest.

Before he threw himself off a bridge (probably) he looked at the world, saw lot’s of dirty beggar feet and realised that no matter what people said, their actions demonstrated that they didn’t really care about anybody other than themselves.

That can be very depressing for the ‘liberal’ mind-set as it’s a wake up call to reality, and that’s one thing that liberals hate more than anything else, more than people like me actually.

It’s difficult to deal with reality when you come from the ideological prison known as the ‘left.’  It angers you, it makes you throw insults, and it makes you accuse people of alleged social justice warrior ills.

Oh, he’s just a racist, sexist, homophobe, bigot, right?

As long as you keep accusing those that disagree with you, you don’t have to examine the truth behind your own shaky ideological foundations.

So, will you wash a beggar’s feet tonight?

Will you do something to prove that you really care?

Or will you drink a beer, fill your belly, ignore reality and find a politically incorrect thought criminal to criticise?

Liberalism is collectivism, and collectivism is a lie.

It requires you to ignore human nature, to ignore reality and to live a repressed life of self-delusion.

Liberalism is about individual weakness, backed-up by the gun of the state.

Reject self-hatred.

Reject weakness.

Reject statism.

Reject neo-liberalism.

Miss Morality in ‘The Tunnels of Intolerance’- Part Two

Written by: Mark. A. Pritchard
Released on: The Rorshach Rant- 6th March 2015



As she rushed, heroically, into the cold, dark, patriarchy filled streets, the strong, empowered, beautiful and independent Miss Morality courageously blocked out the despairing wail of a crying child and moved forward, towards her duty, her destiny, her raison d’être.

No longer would the white male privilege of her society continue to victimise those she loved, no longer would she remain powerless, victimised, unable to defend herself from the tidal wave of sexism, of racism, of homophobia, of intolerance that was destroying the very planet herself. NO, she would bravely stand up, and do something about this intolerable situation. A member of the homosexual community had been raped by the system one too many times, and today was the day when she righted that wrong, and changed the world forever.

Rufus ran into the street, mobile phone in hand, frantically waving at the departing Miss Morality as she took the Number 176 Bus.

‘Miss Morality, Miss Morality…wait. I have to go to work in ten minutes and my sister is missing. Who is going to look after the baby, she’s crying. Miss Morality…..Miss Morality.’

Focus, focus was needed here, no distractions, just focus, and that’s what Miss Morality had in spades. The world was blocked out, her mission was set, the outside world faded into the background as she concentrated on her goal, the goal of liberation, the goal of emancipation, the goal of freedom.

‘Daddy, what’s the matter with that lady?’ Asked a young girl who sat one row behind our snorting, mumbling and ranting super-heroine as the number 176 Bus jerkily made it’s way through the mid-afternoon traffic.

‘Don’t look at her Sally. She’s not very well,’ her father softly and quietly replied as he shifted in his seat now shielding his daughter from an increasingly loud and agitated Miss Morality as she cleared the back of the Bus from all passengers but herself.

Meanwhile, deep beneath the city centre, in the cold, grimy, filthy, rat infested den known as the ‘Man cave of Intolerance, the devilish group known as ‘The Politically Incorrect Scoundrels’ chuckled in delight at the scene they had expertly managed to orchestrate.

‘Ha, ha, ha, ha ha, my fellow scoundrels, the plan is working to perfection,’ spoke up the leader of the group, the face of evil himself, a man known only as ‘The Dissenter.’

‘Not only has Miss Morality left a crying baby behind her, she has also caused quite a scene on public transport. Her true colours are being revealed, and the public will inevitably start to lose sympathy for her rightful cause. Now, let’s sit back, relax, and watch our Patriarch-cam monitors as she walks directly into our trap, Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.’

And as the evil, cackling laugh reverberated around the lair of the villainous scoundrels a kind hearted, trusting selfless Miss Morality walked straight into their trap.

Can of mace in hand, and with her keen senses alert to the faintest threat of danger, Miss Morality stealthily made her way up the front path towards Ruthus’s flat.

‘Oh hi Liz, nice costume you are wearing. How’s little baby Sojourner today? Does she still have her funny tummy?’ said a smiling, cheerful, middle-aged lady as Miss Morality crept stealthily down the pathway.

‘Yeah, she’s fine. Bit busy now, chat later,’ mumbled a fiercely determined and steadfast in her assignment Miss Morality. This was no time for chatting; this was a life or death situation she was dealing with here.

‘Oh, okay then. Talk later love,’ came the reply from the ever cheerful, middle aged victim of masculine, rape culture oppression.

Miss Morality had been working on her for six months now, but it just didn’t seem to be working. Patriarchy was strong, but social justice was stronger, and Miss Morality felt sure that it would just be a matter of time before this poor, deluded old lady was wakened up to the realities of our times.

However, that smiling middle class lady was not what she appeared to be. She was no innocent; she was in fact the distraction agent of the Scoundrels. It was her job to distract Miss Morality, to break her focus, to leave our brave heroine open to attack, and that is exactly what she had done. Miss Morality attempted to refocus her attention on the mission of the day, but she was off guard, and taken unawares.

What happened next was almost beyond words, beyond powers of description, of comprehension, of believability in fact. The front door of the block of flats flew open, and a smiling young man bowed respectfully before a startled Miss Morality, loudly announcing,

‘Hey lads, the stripper’s here. Barry get Dave, get Dave quick, he’s going to love this. Right love, we’re ready, that bald bloke coming down the stairs now is the husband to be, so do your worse and show him some final freedom before his big day.’

Everything in her body screamed no, struggled to rebel, to fight the situation, to fight for woman-kind, to fight against this disgusting display of brute male sexist aggression, but Miss Morality felt powerless to resist. She struggled and struggled, but the distraction agent had done her work and our brave social justice warrior felt her willpower evaporating. What happened next was terrible.  She grabbed a bottle of vodka, took a hearty gulp, and then began to slowly strip, and dance for the group of demonically cheering men.

Just half an hour later and the world was turned completely upside down. Miss Morality was dancing drunkenly upon a table, and a panicked, scared and quietly sobbing homosexual brother searched desperately for his missing sister, and somebody, anybody to help him pacify a crying baby girl. He called his sister, called his friends, called his family, but there was no reply. Something very strange was happening here, and he didn’t know what to do.

The wild, triumphant scenes of celebration coming from the bowels of the earth threatened to shake the city itself as the gang of rogues known as the Politically Incorrect Scoundrels saw their perfectly set trap coming into fruition.

‘Settle down lads, settle down,’ said the devilishly hateful Dissenter, the leader of the group of intolerant, sexist, racist and homophobic scoundrels.

‘Our plan is going just as I envisioned. Miss Morality has been drawn into our tractor beam of Patriarchy. She is powerless to resist, and her time as a thorn in our manly sides is over. It’s now time to put stage two of our plan into operation.’ 

There was no humour in his voice, not now, just cold, harsh malice as he detailed the endgame of his devious, woman hating plans.

‘Our friends in the Police and Social services are waiting, we have netted our prey. It’s time we put this wet fish out of her misery. The days of social justice for all are over. Miss Morality is finished. Make the call, and end her for good.’


END OF PART TWO

Miss Morality will return next week (Friday 13th March) in ‘The Tunnels of Intolerance’- Part 3. How can our brave heroine extricate herself from what seems like certain doom?   All will be revealed next week. DON’T MISS IT.

* If any artist would be willing to illustrate this story, then please let me know.

Original fiction: Ms Morality in ‘The Tunnels of Intolerance’- Part One.

Written by: Mark. A. Pritchard
Released on: The Rorshach Rant- 27th February 2015


A thundering on the door was the signal of a new beginning, the start of a day that would change everything for young Ms Eva Truth (real name Elizabeth Ponsolby Holdings). Armed only with her mobile phone she bravely walked down the stairs to investigate just what the jolly hell was going on. By the time she had made the twenty-yard walk the Police were already on the scene. Her speed dialling bravery had saved the day once again.

She opened the door with caution, can of mace in hand, to find three Police cars, numerous Police officers and her handcuffed and embarrassed looking brother Rufus.

‘Oh hi Rufus, what’s up?’ said an empowered and confident Ms Truth.

‘Hi Liz, any chance you can explain to these gentlemen that I’m not the serial rapist you described on the telephone?’ replied a clearly annoyed and exasperated Rufus.

After a quick explanation, some on the spot counselling from a concerned WPC the brave feminist warrior Ms Truth finally allowed her brother to come into her house for a cup of tea, biscuits and a quick chat.

‘Now Rufus, before we begin I have to make things very clear here.’ Started a still shaking (but bravely) Ms Truth as she put the kettle on and made for the chocolate bourbons.

‘You have to understand that you can’t just knock on my door at 10am in the morning and expect me not to be concerned. You have to…..’

‘Wait a second,’ interrupted Rufus. I come around here every Wednesday morning to baby-sit for baby Sojourner and it hasn’t been a problem so far.’

‘Yes, but today is Thursday Rufus, today is Thursday.’

There was a stunned silence in the room, as Rufus came to the awful realisation that an entire day had gone misssing.

‘Oh my word,’ he cried. ‘Whatever could have happened? I feel a bit queazy. I thought it was Wednesday, but it’s actually Thursday??? Oh my mother earth goddess, I think I’m going to faint.’

‘You stay right here bruv, don’t do a thing, don’t even move a muscle,’ replied Ms Truth, now taking charge in a confident female manner. ‘This is a mystery for a super heroine to investigate, and I know just the woman for the job. You stay here. I need to make a call. ’

‘But what about baby Sojourner?’ replied Rufus. ‘Where is she? Is she at her Dad’s, is she….’

But before he could finish the sentence his fiercely determined sister was off, out of the room. There was no time to waste. Patriarchy was a menace that had to be snuffed out immediately, and every second spent talking about babies, children or families was a precious second wasted.

An hour later, and after the upstairs sounds of a shower, hairdryer and Pussy Riot CD, the living-room door flew open, and there she was, the heroine of the masses, the saviour of the offended, the amazingly empowered MS MORALITY.

What a sight it was to behold. Trouser suited, Pink Doctor Martin boots a cute orange balaclava and a little briefcase to show that this was a businesswoman, and not somebody that you should be messing with.

‘Greetings comrade. I hear you have been threatened/slightly offended by a mysterious event that was out of your control, and as a young homosexual gender neutral comrade of the politically correct nation of togetherness I am here to right all wrongs that were done to you.’

Her voice was booming, empowered and impressive, but not in an aggressive way. Young Rufus sat back in awe, quietly clapping his hands like a Dolphin at a theme park.

‘Ohhhh Ms Morality, I can’t believe that you have taken time-out from your duties at the politically correct nation of togetherness to help somebody like me.’

‘Of course comrade, that’s what we are here for. Whenever one of our comrades has suffered we are here to help. So what is the problem? Your sister told me that it was urgent, that you had lost something because of the evil system of white heterosexual patriarchy. Please tell me, calmly, in your own time, what have the evil b******s done to you? ’

After five minutes of explanation our quick-witted heroic detective/investigator/super-heroine determined that a conspiracy was afoot. It couldn’t be the fault of Rufus that he had managed to lose an entire day. He was after all just a single young gay man living all alone in the cold, harsh city. No, something else had to be happening, something bigger that needed to be investigated.

‘This is a most intriguing and complex mystery comrade Rufus. Your sister did the right thing to call me rather than letting you doing anything for your poor, innocent victim self.’ boomed the confident, and attractive (but not in a sexual way) feminist heroine.

‘I detect the intolerant and probably secretly gay workings of master criminal Doctor Homophobial behind what has happened to you. If anybody would have the motivation to cause the unpleasant scene with the Police that so victimised you this morning then it would have to be him.’

‘Oh, how do you know about the Police?’ replied Rufus. ‘I forgot to mention them. I just said that I’d lost a day and thought it was a bit strange.’

‘Ha ha ha, my young friend,’ replied the resplendent superheroine. ‘We are always listening, we are always watching, but just for your own protection of course.’

‘But now, I must be gone. It appears that Doctor Homophobial is up to his old tricks again, and it’s up to the nation of togetherness to stop him. That is our duty. That is our curse. Oh, and you don’t mind if I have a quick look around your flat for clues do you?’

‘Of course not Ms Morality, do you need a key?’ replied a now visibly shaking with excitement Rufus.

‘Ah no, that won’t be necessary. Just thought I’d ask. I’d hate to intrude on your privacy without asking.’

‘But didn’t you just say that you were listening and watching me for my own protection? And where’s my sister gone?’

‘No time for that comrade,’ interrupted a heavily in thought Ms Morality. ‘No time to waste, I must get to the bottom of this intriguing mystery.’

And with a quick nibble on a custard cream, the brave, heroic, towering, empowering superheroine was off into the dangerous mid afternoon traffic to investigate this now deepening mystery.

Meanwhile….deep in the bowels of their mancave of intolerance the evil gang of villains known as the ‘Politically Incorrect Scoundrels’ planned their next move. The leader of the Scoundrels, a particularly evil, devilish and devious character known only as ‘The Dissenter’ spoke up:

‘Stage one of the operation has now been completed my politically incorrect brethren of rogues. The trap has been sprung, and Ms Morality is walking straight into it. Now we move on to stage two of the plan. Operation Disempower is going exactly as planned, and it’s time we turned up the heat on little Ms Morality. Ha ha ha ha.’

The evil, intolerant laugh of the menace to society known as ‘The Dissenter’ echoed menacingly in the mancave of the rogues, and all the while Ms Morality was walking straight into their trap, a trap that could spell the end of her intolerance busting days, forever.


END OF PART ONE


Miss Morality will return next week (Friday 6th March) in ‘The Tunnels of Intolerance’- Part 2. What do the brethren of rogues have planned for her? What exactly is ‘Operation Disempower?’  All will be revealed next week. DON’T MISS IT.


* If any artist would be willing to illustrate this story, then please let me know.

Comic review: The Empty #1- What about the boys?

Creator, writer, and colourist: Jimmie Robinson
Publisher: Image Comics
Released: 11th February 2015



This one isn’t too bad. It has a lack of positive male characters, and a female taking the masculine role as main protagonist and tribal hunter, but apart from that it has a couple of themes that resonate a bit deeper than most contemporary comic books.

The main, overarching theme is of a desert country that is poisoned because of a ‘root’ that is leaking toxic gasses. For desert country read ‘the Middle East’ for ‘Poison’ read oil, and for ‘Roots’ read pipelines. That’s how I read it anyway.  This is a book set in an apocalyptic future, but the problems seem very familiar.

The main protagonist is a young woman, and she is a hunter, bringing sustenance to the tribe. That is a role traditionally taken on by men, in every culture in world history, and at every time in world history, so why is it different here? It’s a sign of our times in the west. Times where gender roles are being reversed and the roles traditionally occupied by the genders are becoming blurred, leading to a lot of misery, and a lot of confusion.

It’s a terribly sexist thing for me to say, but women are designed to nurture the young, and men are designed to hunt and provide for the nurturer and next generation. That is why men are stronger, faster, and more physically able in the hunt. Is it sexist to point this out? Yes, today it is considered as sexist, in the west at least anyway, and that is one of the main reasons why the west is collapsing at the moment. When a society is turned upside down things begin to break, and fall apart.

I would have been happier with this book if the female character had been shown to be a strong hunter with a group of men, proving herself and earning their respect. But to have her as the sole hunter, with the men of the village standing around like useless lumps dependent upon her skills? What happened to the men? Can they no longer even look after themselves?  It didn’t feel right, plus the added drama of her proving herself amongst a group of traditionally male hunters was lost as well. Perhaps she could have worked with her father, and elder hunter who were passing on his skills? That would have worked, but to have a lone female as the hunter felt a bit too politically correct to me, a bit too PC in a 2015 sense, and to me it just felt a bit unnatural, a bit forced.

There were two male characters in the book. An eye candy, undeveloped boyfriend, and an evil and superstitious (meaning religious) elder, the first passive, the later an obstacle to change. In that sense the book can be classified as a feminist book, or a book that is placing the role of the masculine onto the female characters, thus emasculating and diminishing the role of the male within the text. Was this deliberate, or is this just a product of our times, the product of a writer coming through a mainstream education system that is Rockefeller funded to disempower males, confuse gender identities, break up families by giving women the false impression that emancipation from patriarchy is their role, their duty in this brave new age of the new world order?

I accuse the writer of nothing. All I am doing is questioning, and if I continue to read this book (which I will) and find an abundance of positive male characters as it progresses then my questions will have been answered. All I am saying is that at this early stage it’s extremely noticeable that the role of men has been diminished, or made to look like a threat to the female heroines at the beginning of this narrative.

As for the art, it does the job. The colouring sets a tone, it’s bright, washed out, and it looks barren, dry and thirsty. Hey, it’s set in the desert, so that’s exactly what you want. The characters are drawn as noticeably distinct individuals as well, so that’s good. You always know whom you are dealing with, and that’s essential in a comic book, and it doesn’t always happen with far too many comic book writers not able to make their characters faces in particular stand out from each other.

Looking at it from a strictly narrative viewpoint I was impressed. It begins with a narrative tease, then jumps immediately into action, the main protagonist is introduced, her role within the narrative is clear, and we know who she is. The script then details the main narrative conflicts to be resolved, the context of the world is set very quickly and clearly and a new element is added, thus creating some immediate source of tension/conflict. This source then offers something new, tension is ramped up amongst the characters and it turns into an action quest with the main protagonist setting off on a daring, exciting and action packed adventure where she will get to prove herself by battling evil monsters, showing that she is the dominant member of her tribe, and proving that you have to look outside of your immediate circles to find an answer to your problems. It’s a tale about helping yourself, and your society by looking outside of the dominant paradigms that holds your society entrapped and stop it from improving, and dare I say the word, progressing.

The only difference between this and many other stories of heroes told throughout human history is that the gender of the main protagonist is reversed. It’s normally a man, but this time it’s a woman. It would take a brave, stupid or bigoted man to complain about that, especially in these globalist feminist liberal times where we are supposed to pretend that there’s no difference between the genders, and supposed to pretend that there’s no such thing as feminine or masculine characteristics and roles. Well, guess what? I’ll take on that badge of dishonour, and happily point out the elephant in the living room.

I liked the comic. It was very well structured and a pleasure to read. The theme of a ‘foul gas’ that poisons the land has great resonance, and can be developed in more detail as an allegory of the times in which we live. Times where the US/Western 'elites' status quo is essential maintained by a poison that is destroying the planet, and all for the benefit of a handful of rich families.

 The characters in this book were interesting and likeable and I’ll be picking up a copy of issue #2, but what about the men? Perhaps men are no longer needed? Are you sure?

Take away strong independent men and what do you have? A society with something missing, and who fills the gap? Who takes the role of the hunter, the provider and the ? Strong, independent women? Sometimes, yes, but more often than not and read it in any history book if you don’t believe me, it’s the state, and you know what happens when the state is in control, don’t you? Prison camps, censorship, torture, slavery, uniformed order followers, morals diminishing, nihilism, misery, death. So, although I like the book, there needs to be an asterisk added to my review. That asterisk indicates-* Strong, brave, kind, intelligent, loving, moral male protagonists needed. Without them, and whether you are conscious of this or not, you are playing into the hands of the New World Order.

Rating: 7/10*

Comic review: Ant Man #1- Emasculated comic book reader meet emasculated comic book ‘hero’

Writer: Nick Spencer
Artist: Ramon Rosanos
Publisher: Marvel (Disney) Entertainment
Released: 7th January 2015


Ant-Man #1 is an utterly depressing read, from beginning to end.

Our very contemporary super hero is powerless, emasculated, weak and pathetic. Everything about him screams loser. He is an unemployed part-time father, a desperate nobody who lives to see his young daughter, when his ex-wife allows it, of course. There is nothing aspirational about his life. If a young kid read this book the last thing he would want to happen in his life would be to grow up and be anything like Ant Man. Nobody would want to be Ant Man, not even Ant Man himself.

That’s what puzzles me. Who is this book aimed at? Not kids, that’s for sure. Perhaps it’s going for the middle aged male who is bossed around by his ex-wife and told that he’s not allowed to see his kids anymore, but still has to pay for them, obviously?

But why would this victimised and downtrodden section of our broken western society want to read a comic book that reminds them of just how much they are being screwed over? Does a depressed middle aged man really want to spend his ‘escapist’ free time reading comic books where so-called ‘heroes’ have lives that are just as imprisoned as their own?

Scott (Ant-Man) Lang begs for employment, gets arrested because he’s a sucker for empty consumerism, gets divorced from his perfect wife, has to care for his sick daughter, fails at his career as superhero, begs for employment again, gets nagged at by his cropped haired feminist ex-wife, gets mocked by teenage superheroes, ends up stalking Tony Stark as he makes out with a hot young girl, gets a pity job and ends up living in a box, the only thing that a pathetic loser like Ant Man can afford to live in.

Seriously, I’ve never read anything more depressing in my entire life, and it’s all done in a jokey, carefree tone with Ant Man himself acting as the most pathetic narrator imaginable.

It’s a celebration of powerlessness, of being a man completely and utterly without balls, without pride, without dignity, without anything other than the sense of duty that he has to do what his ex-wife tells him to do and to look after his sick daughter, but only when she allows him the privilege of doing so.

I guess you could say that Ant Man is the comic book personification of the feminised liberal man of 2015. He’s a loser, knows that he’s a loser, and he’s happy to remain a loser.

This is not a superhero, it’s Marvel comics looking at its readers, and reflecting that image of their readers into their comic books. Writer Nick Spencer obviously thinks that his readers will identify with Ant Man, and that tells me that he sees his readers as middle aged, emasculated, unemployed, part time Dad’s with visitation hours and desperation dominating their utterly depressing lives. Hey, it’s the liberal dream I guess. So, in the final equation, this book wasn’t completely useless. It was illustrative, and told me everything I needed to know about how Marvel Comics views it’s remaining readership base.


Rating: 2/10 (flat art, depressing story and character)

Comic book review: Ragnarok #1: Ticks all of the feminist liberal PC boxes

Writer: Walter Simonson
Artist: Walter Simonson
Colourist: Laura Martin
Publisher: IDW
Released: 23rd July 2014

There’s nothing here for me to enjoy. The main protagonist is a feminist woman who has left her drippy husband to look after their kid whilst she goes out into the world to kill people for money. She meets men along the way, and they are idiots who die because they are weaker and stupider than she is. She’s a great fighter, and that’s it.

The art is well pencilled, but let down by colouring that is too light, too washed out and lacking in palette variation.

The book might appeal to young tomboys, but as very few young girls read comics these days I see this book as being yet another in a long line of feminist liberal politically correct offerings to the false gods of our times.

The main protagonist is neither interesting, nor commendable. She is a blackwater operative working in Iraq, murdering whomever she is told to murder, for a pay packet. I’m not sure what the reader is supposed to make of her. Is she supposed to be a heroine? What makes her a heroine? I can’t see it, and I have no interest whatsoever in her further adventures.

This book has a very misleading title. It bears no resemblance whatsoever to the Norse mythology that it steals it’s name from. This is a feminist liberal book where a stay at home Dad plays at being a housewife whilst his masculine wife goes off into the world and does what he should be doing, thus emasculating him in the process.

It’s a book of our times, where up is down and down is up. What makes modern feminist liberal writers so arrogant to presume that the times we are living in now should be any different to the thousands of years that have come before us? They can try as hard as they want, but they’re lying not only to their readers, but to themselves as well.

When this era of politically correct feminist liberal nonsense is dead and buried the gender roles will realign themselves to their natural order. Men will still be men, and women will still be women, no matter how hard the Rockefeller indoctrinated comic book writers of today protest and try to pretend otherwise. You are fighting against nature, and nature is always going to win.
Rating: 3/10

Movie review: Elysium (2013)- Kill yourself to prove you’re not a racist

Although the film's story is set in 2154, Blomkamp has stated that it is a comment on the contemporary human condition. "Everybody wants to ask me lately about my predictions for the future," the director has said, "No, no, no. This isn't science fiction. This is today. This is now."

****Spoilers in review****

It took me a while, but I got there in the end and finally worked out that this movie wasn’t actually about the new world order but about liberal America’s attitudes towards immigration. To be more precise, it was about the Texas-Mexico border.

Matt Damon's liberal hero protecting poor innocent Mexicans

I was a bit slow on this one, but the clues were there all along. Why were all of the poor victims speaking Spanish? Why was Matt Damon the only white guy in the movie who wasn’t a villain? Why was the main villain speaking with a South African accent? Why was Elysium a big ‘lone star’ in space?

Yeah, I know I’m slow. So this was about Mexican people wanting to get citizenship in the United States, and how it’s really unfair and that the borders should be wide open so everybody can jump on the socialist bandwagon and into the loving arms of big brother government.

Here’s a spoiler alert. At the end of the movie all of the evil white people die, the Spanish speaking heroes are all made legal citizens of Elysium, and that’s it, end credits. Just how big is this Elysium then? Is there going to be room for everyone up there on that space station? How is this going to work resources wise? I guess we’ll never know, because the happy ending is just legalising everybody, and that’s paradise I guess. Big cheer for all of the heroic Spanish-speaking people, all the whites are dead, and everything is perfect now.

Errr, what? You don’t like that?  Sorry, but that’s the movie you’re getting here. Don’t you realise that we need to open our borders to all of the third world starving millions and only then will world peace and harmony be achieved. If you disagree, then you are racist.

Oh, this is a movie review isn’t it? So, the acting and what-not. The main racist South African villain was charismaticaly evil. Matt Damon did what he could with a largely unbelievable character, and Jodie Foster was mostly on autopilot playing a two dimensional evil politician. The plot had some nice twists, the special effects were great and there was a good fight scene at the end and a pretty emotional scene where the white man officially killed himself for the betterment of the human race.

Evil white racists

Matt Damon's character was self centred and unlikeable throughout most of the movie, but he was white, and I’m guess they’re trying to make a point here. Damon was nice to his Spanish mate, but his job was building brutal police robots, and when given the chance to act like a decent human being and help the little girl of the supposed love of his life he couldn’t be bothered and made a run for it instead. The movie really lost me at that point as I started to dislike the Matt Damon character, and he was at the centre of everthing that was happening. His selfish character didn’t make sense to me, and he came across as more of a vehicle for the plot than anything resembled a real human being.

What were they doing here? Oh yeah, I get it. White people are sociopathic racists who only care about themselves, so even though Damon was the main protagonist he couldn’t be portrayed as a good man until the end of the movie when he proved he wasn’t a racist by killing himself for the betterment of the Mexican people. Hey, that’s the white liberal dream, right? Killing yourself to prove you are not a racist. Great message for a movie that one. My only question is what the Hell did Matt Damon think he was doing here? Oh yeah, he’s a self-hating feminist liberal type isn’t he? I can just see him chuckling it up with Bill Maher and Jon Stewart now as he plays a game of who’s the most politically correct sap in town. What a bunch of twits.

Well, I hope you are feeling very happy with yourself now Matt. Extra liberal brownie points for you my son. Back to the mansion eh, just like all of the other evil white guys who live in luxury. You do realise that you’re living in Elysium right now, don’t you Matt? Just like me actually. I live in Elysium as well. All of us white people are loaded didn’t you know?  Now I’ve finished this review I’m going to kick back in my huge mansion, take a swim in my big outdoor swimming pool, and then do random racist things before I sign off for the day in my big luxury bedroom with my blonde haired supermodel girlfriend. I tell you what, it’s great being a rich white guy, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. They’ll never stop us, never I tell ya, ha ha ha ha ha ha.

Rating: 4/10 

Review: Star Wars #19- Feminist liberal wet fart

Writer: Brian Wood
Artist: Carlos D’Anda
Publisher: Dark Horse comics
Released: 9th July 2014


This issue is a bit of a wet fart. Let me explain why. Issue #18 of Star Wars concluded a long arc where the female leaders of the rebel alliance had fallen for an obvious Imperial trap, thus jeopardising every single life in the rebel alliance, including all of the famous names that are the main reason why anybody will be reading this book in the first place.

The funny thing about that book was seeing how feminist liberal writer Brian Wood dug himself out of the hole of his own creation. How could he make the female leaders look strong, even though they were responsible for the big mess that the rebels had found themselves in? If this was anything resembling reality the incompetent two-some of Mon Mothma and Princess Leia would have been forced to resign their positions of power for gross incompetence. That’s not going to happen in this book for two reasons. Firstly, Brian Wood is working with characters with story-arcs that mustn’t be damaged or changed because they have to correspond with the roles they played in the three very popular movies.

Secondly, they are female, and as anybody who has been paying attention to 2014 feminist liberal programming in comic books is already aware of, there must be no criticisms of female leaders in contemporary comics, and any suggestion of incompetence on their behalf is a no-go area. It’s not quite the no go area that Islam or anything to do with the Middle East is, but it’s on par with portraying a homosexual character in any kind of bad light. You just don’t do it if you want to work in comics. I loved issue #18 because Brian Wood had to perform story-telling somersaults to get himself out of the politically correct mess that he had created. And you know what? He largely succeeded. Sure it made no sense, and the story has now continued like nothing has happened, but he didn’t upset the liberal Mafia (and he is a part of that Mafia as well) and all is right in the wilfully blind world of feminist liberal comic books in 2014.

Star Wars #19 has a great front cover, and the interior art is a lot better than it usually is in this book, but the story has now officially fallen into wet fart territory. Beginning something completely new, Wood has decided to tell a not particularly interesting tale of the rescue of an agent, who will probably turn out to be somebody’s sister, or daughter. Again as is usual fare in feminist liberal books, the woman is portrayed as an all action man, leaping from danger, wise quipping and acting like men used to do before it was politically incorrect for them to do so. But she’s trapped, and she needs rescuing, although this is not her fault obviously, and she’s tough and independent, but she’s trapped and here we go again with Brian Wood getting himself in a mess, trying to portray females as strong, but getting it all wrong again. Another shovel Mr Wood?

The rest of the book is Han Solo and Luke Skywalker having their balls slowly removed as they meekly and unquestioningly follow the orders of their female superiors. Han Solo is just a love sick teenager in this book, and he in no way shape or form resembles the man that appeared in the original Star Wars movies. That man was a 1970’s man, and that man simply does not exist anymore. He’s been replaced by a liberal wet fart, and that’s what this book is, a liberal wet fart.

The character with the most personality in this book is a droid. A bad guy droid who is tracking our action heroine and saying funny little things like, ‘Humans are so stupid,’ to himself whilst doing so. I agree with him by the way. The humans in this book are stupid, very stupid, and once again Princess Leia has flown some of the most important characters in the Star Wars universe into a very likely trap. All organised and approved by Mon Mothma, the most tactically unaware leader since Hitler thought it would be a good idea to invade Russia in the winter. With leaders like this it’s amazing that the rebels actually won the war against the Empire.

The book ends with an emasculated Han Solo blindly following orders in the background as his beloved Millennium Falcon gets shot to bits, and incompetent Hillary Clinton clone Princess Leia thinks only of herself whilst enjoying a tepid hug with her now even drippier than ever brother Luke.

What a pile of shite. That’s it for me on this one. Who exactly is this book written for? I was reading because I’m a fan of the old characters, but they’ve been given such a lame liberal makeover that they are no longer recognisable as the characters I fell in love with in those old movies. Luke is a gay best friend, Han is a lovesick order following teenager, and Leia is bossing everyone around whilst making bad decision after bad decision with no consequences whatsoever. With decision making skills like that she’s the perfect embodiment of the western political elite’s and their actions since 2001. Making mistake after mistake, with nobody ever taking any blame for the consequences of their actions. And yes, I’m talking about you Tony Blair, you lying piece of satanic crap.

The only thing to look forward to in this book is the rescue mission of a girl who is so identical in every single way to Princess Leia that Wood is even forced to address it in this story. Is she a sister, half sister, cousin, auntie, whatever? She’s probably the gay lover of Mon Mothma, or something equally as daft, as you know that Brian Wood has just been dying to write a gay character into this story to show off his politically correct credentials to all of the brain washed liberal drips out there. You know what, I don’t care. That’s it for me on this book. The art has never been better, but the story has never been worse, and those bloody characters? Give me a break, what a total and utter feminist liberal wet fart.
Rating: 3/10 (for the art)