EPIC RANT: This is the End of Everything

Check out this blog, just scan it, and see what I have been doing over the years. Yeah man, what a waste of my fucking time, eh? Call this a life? Fuck off, there’s no life here.

Do you know why I don’t do much of this reviewing stuff anymore? Its not because writing scathing reviews about dippy libtard comic books & movies stopped being fun, and it’s not because I finally got a life, which I never did, and no, it’s not because of the feedback, good, bad indifferent, whatever,

Nope, I cut back because I felt like a dumb ass parasite, swimming alongside a really crappy predator, a shark if you like, but a shark who was old, toothless, and wasn’t really giving me any new scraps to feed from anymore. It’s bad enough being a tic, but a tic on a bloodless body, what’s the fucking point in that?

How many times can I write paragraphs about the plain as day cultural Marxist programming, multicultural programming, feminist programming, and anti white male programming that constitutes the entire point of mainstream media product in the west today?

If you are still consuming mainstream product at this point in time, there probably isn’t any hope left for you at all. Sorry, but come off it, there’s nothing new going on here.

Okay man, it’s Friday and the latest movie in the cinema down the road will be laughable tosh featuring a feeble little girl in a prominent role who easily, and heroically beats up all of the evil white blokes. It’s fucking stupid, and yet people still pay to see this turdy nonsense.

Look at what they have done to the Star Wars franchise. It used to be fun, but not anymore. Nowadays it’s just another reminder that the people who make movies have 1- Run out of new ideas 2- No respect for their audience 3- Become completely corrupted by feminist/Marxist identity politics bullshit. That’s the norm in the cinema now, get used to it, because the fucking morons in Hollywood don’t have anything else to say.

Walk into your local comic book store and pick a random book off of the shelves. You know what you’ll be reading about, right? The writers will be telling you that nationalism is evil and that white males suck.

They’ll tell you that all nations, ethnicity’s, cultures and religions need to blend together to create world peace. They’ll sell you this ideological shit, and call it ‘diversity’ by the way, which is really contradictory and stupid, but don’t expect anything you read to make any coherent sense. What they really mean by ‘diversity’ is less white people, zero ideological diversity and a staff of leftists obsessing over the racial and ethnic differences that they pretend not to see.

Oh, and don’t forget about the ham-fisted (wall related) accusations of racism and white supremacy thrown at Donald Trump, and a constant reminder that if you support him, then that most certainly means that you are a card carrying member of the newly resurrected KKK.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, we get it by now. We suck, you suck, everything sucks, and this whole stupid experiment of allowing the dumbest of dumb to vote for more free stuff was really a very stupid idea from the beginning.

Fucking hell man. Democracy really is an empty lie. You were right all along Richey? Oh, and leave a fucking comment if you get that reference. It’s a Gen-X fucking song, if you care, which is a lot more than I can say about Gen-X itself.

Okay, let’s get this bonfire burning. Let’s finish what they stared, because there’s no hope here. You don’t create a future in telling people that their cultural, ethic, and tribal identities no longer exist. What kind of a nut does that? I know the answer by the way. I fucking know, and so do you, if you are being honest with yourself. Sure, we got pushed, but we did it to ourselves. I want to believe that somebody cares, that the programming can be broken, that something will happen to finally make people give a shit, but it’s lonely here, caring, in a society where individualism and nihilism is the atheist God of the day. Do you care? You don’t, do you? It’s okay. You can admit it now.

This whole shit ship called western civilisation is going down, enslaved to god state into the never ending, soul sucking, fucking debt-swamp, with enemies on the outside (Islam) being let in by the enemies from within (that will be the liberals). So what do I do? Read a comic, and watch the fanning of the flames as civil war, collapse, fucking madness rears on the horizon. I wish I had a kid, so I’d care more. People need to have children, it will make you give a shit, at least it fucking should do, because they have to live in this shit hole that we’ve created for them.

And here I am, mid 2017, writing a stupid fucking blog post that will be read by one man and his dog, talking about the same old shit, and why reviewing inferior material from liberal dick-heads that do the same thing over and over again is less than fucking pointless. Yeah man, this is it, the end of everything. Let’s write another fucking song about it. No, there’s no meaning, it’s just a song, don’t expect any meaning, not here, not now, fucking waiting for Godot shite man.

Okay fuck it, sense, we are going the way of every other corrupt, overly inflated, multicultural empire in world history, and the lessons of the past, have been ignored, again, boringly, obviously, as they always are. And so I trail off this whatever the fuck this was, ending like the west will end, not with a bang, but a tired old cliched, indifferent, who gives a fuck, whimper.

Mighty Captain Marvel #0 (Review): Feminist Turds in Space

Written by Margaret Stohl
Art by Emilio Laiso, Ramon Rosanas, Rachelle Rosenberg
Published by Marvel Comics
Release date: December 21, 2016




I’ve finished my latest novel, Red Pill Tales from the Alt-Right: Volume Two (please check it out, it’s all over amazon), and now I have some time to read, relax, and see what is going on in the comic book world. How bad has it got? Is it all Donald Trump bashing, SJW, feminist, open-border, pro-Islam, anti-white man insanity, like I suspect? Let’s jump into ‘Mighty Captain Marvel #0’ and find out.

Okay, we are starting in a therapy session with our brave, short hair heroine, and her cat is there, and it’s all jokes and silliness. She’s super awesome, because, well, of course she is, what did you expect from MarDisney? But being awesome is hard work, so she can’t sleep, because of awesomeness. Okay then, that’s a problem that that nobody in the world (bar Donald Trump) can identify with, and immediately I know that I am back in MarDisney, the world of perfect females and identity politics running amok, where progressive victim-groups are portrayed as galaxy conquering superheroes.

Oh, a cat, how cute.

Oh man, can I go back to writing a new book now? Nope, not yet, you must read MarDisney, and you must suffer for your white male patriarchal sins. Right them, so back to the story of Ms Perfect BBC haircut in space.

It appears that she’s helping space refugees get to earth. THIS IS NOT A JOKE. No, really, she’s in space, helping refugee aliens get to earth. I wrote a story about that in my Red Pills book, it was a joke, and now I’m reading it in a comic book. Bloody hell, what are they like? Lefty, that’s what they are like, very, very lefty.

Now she’s moaning about being a high-achiever, yep, common problem with feminists these days don’t you know. Come on story, do something. Here comes a bald bloke with a (hey, it’s me in a comic book) oh no, he’s just another male comic book cuck, a delivery boy with a parcel for our great sexless wonder. What’s in the box? So exciting, what could it possibly be? Oh, it’s some of her old stuff, and now we are going to flashback mode to see how perfect she was as a kid.

Come on, DO SOMETHING.

Yep, there she is as a kid, getting an ‘A’ in physics, just like all of the other good feminists. It’s a thing you know. Physics and feminism go together like television and bullshit. It’s just a thing. Wow, now we are in a flashback where her own dad is being sexist against her, like that has ever been a thing since the 1950’s.

Here’s the direct quote from the story: Dad (to little Ms Perfect)- ‘Find yourself a nice boy. Heck, a nice astronaut and settle down.’

Come on, this is very, very, very, very silly. I’m 43 years old, and that kind of sexist bullshit wouldn’t even have been a thing when I was a kid. What the hell are they trying to do here? Silly question, because we all know exactly what they are doing. Once again they are portraying a member of one of their victim groups (this time it's women) as brave warriors fighting against the all powerful, oppressive patriarchy that apparantly only exists in white, western, democratic countries.

Oh MarDisney, call me ‘paranoid’ but I’m starting to smell agenda all over this story. First strike is alien refugees, second strike is imaginary sexism, made worse by the fact that the sexist is her own father. That’s pretty low MarDisney, even for you.

A feminist winning? Yeah, keep dreaming love.

Right, I’m reading this digital comic book online as I’m typing, so they have one more strike and that’s it, I’m done. Let’s see. I’m 9:18 into the 17:13 comic book, how long do you think I’ll last before I can take no more of this shite? Let’s see.

So, Ms Perfect joins the airforce, and is the best at everything, obviously, and now she’s moaning about ‘all the voices that said I was nothing.’ Why were they saying that? Because she is a girl, no really, that’s what the story is doing here. It’s saying that girls are treated horribly in AMERICA just because they are girls, and remember, this is all taking place a couple of years ago. Going by her age in the comic book she can’t be any older than thirty, so all of this bad memory stuff must be fifteen years ago tops.

Fifteen years ago was 2002, so they are trying to tell readers that AMERICA in 2002 was some kind of misogynist hellhole for brilliant and talented young women.

FUCK OFF.

NO, REALLY.

FUCK RIGHT OFF.

That’s your third strike Captain Perfect, the comic ends for me at 9:55 of 17:13. I just can’t do this anymore. I can’t subject myself to anymore of this total and utter horseshit. I can’t take anymore of this imaginary world where women are a suppressed minority in western countries. I can’t take the madness of it all. How am I supposed to handle this wilful, agenda driven ignorance and hatred of reality itself?

Fuck it. That’s my review done. If this is what MarDisney is going to do as the entire planet experiences a red pill awakening, rediscovers national pride and rejects global leftism, then they are completely irrelevant. Fuck this comic. Please check out my new book, it’s a lot fucking better then this Ms Perfect piece of shit. Sorry, this piece of shit comic really wound me up, but fuck Marvel, they deserve to fucking die, and if they keep on laying turds like Mighty Captain Marvel #0 that’s exactly what is going to happen to them.


Rating for comic book: 0


If you are some kind of crazed masochist you can read the shit-fest comic book here (I do not recommend it): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=baj143Qq5ik


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Reality Cat & SJW Girl in 'A Trumpin New America' (A Webcomic about President Trump)

Reality Cat in 'A Day at the Comic Book Shop' (A Webcomic about the lack of genuine diversity within contemporary comic books)

Click here for more info on who is reading comic books in 2015:
 http://sktchd.com/longform/sktchd-survey-comic-retailers/

SJW Girl in 'Boyfriend Trouble' (A Webcomic about the Patriarchy)

SJW Girl in 'Refugee Games.' (A Webcomic about Social Justice)

Action Comics #45- Fifty Word Review- Break out the Purple Hair Dye, it’s SJW Time

Writer: Greg Pak & Aaron Kuder
Art: Scott Kolins
Publisher: DC
Released: 7th October 2015


Awesome retro cover necessitated purchase. Interior art washed out, lacks bright colouring. Narrative has too many PC social justice ‘progressive’ clichés. White man is bad, a sexist. All female characters are saints, as are people of colour. Computer geek friend for Superman. Villains called ‘supremacists, they are white men, obviously.


Rating: 4/10

It’s not terrible. The Monster month variant cover by Dave Johnson is great, and the narrative idea of a Superman on the run from various groups working within the violently coercive machine that is governmental authority, has potential. Don’t expect anything truly rebellious though. Superman is all about social justice these days, and the book quickly becomes a case study in how mainstream comic book writers have to bow, prostrate and give offerings to the weird cult of progressive, political correctness. Do they see it? Probably not, and that’s what makes it so damn creepy. They obsess over it, cradle it, worship it, live for it, and pretend that it’s not even there. Weird man, but that’s progressives for you.

Social Justice (Video): A poem about individualism

The infiltration of marxist, feminist, neo-liberal, progressive, collectivist ideology in contemporary US comic books: Can you see the Elephant in the living-room?

I haven’t reviewed many comic books this week, reason being that there hasn’t been anything released that is actually worth reviewing.

I don’t want to repeat myself, and I don’t want to waste my money, so why should I bother with DC, Marvel, Darkhorse (and the others) and their weekly round of identity politics, ignoring reality, nonsense?

If I want to see emasculated males and empowered females acting like the worst of men I’ll watch mainstream television. I’m not a fan of mainstream television. The anti-family/anti human programming is getting out of control now. If the collapsing Roman Empire had television I strongly suspect that it would look a lot like mainstream television looks today.

A culturally programmed ident-kit PC generation.

Blood, sex, violence, torture, inhumanity, pandering to corporations, banks and their puppet political parties, pushing drugs, pushing junk celebrity culture and ignoring all of the important issues of our times, whilst lying to us and telling us that ignorance is strength and that freedom is slavery. Who is running television these days? I assume it’s promoted idiots pushing an agenda that they don’t know about, not that they would care anyway, just as long as they continue to enjoy their lovely careers as the propaganda chiefs of a sick and decaying culture.

Television is a non-stop parade of freaks, creeps and idiots, and it’s all aimed at the mindset of a brain damaged perpetually adolescent child. It’s sick, so sick that it needs to be put down for it’s own good.

Contemporary US comic books take the satanic sickness of mainstream television, make every bloody story about a government sponsored teenage girl, and off they go, empowering the world by pushing marxist feminist, progressive, liberal slavery to the state.

Soft, cute, cuddly and deadly.

I’m a forty-two year old guy who grew up in a world that wasn’t completely taken over by the new world order banks and corporations that run it (the west anyway) today. I grew up reading stories where men were still men. I grew up reading stories that promoted freedom, not collectivism. I grew up reading stories that cared more about telling a good adventure yarn than pushing identity politics and cultural marxism.

So when I read a contemporary comic book in 2015, and read panel after panel, book after book of something that looks like it was constructed as a group project from a neo-liberal, feminist/marxist college class, how do you think I am supposed to react?

I’d be a bit odd if I liked it. I’d be a bit odd if I pretended that the programming wasn’t there, and I would be an out and out LIAR if I didn’t mention it when I reviewed a comic book.

So I mention it. I mention the nonsense that is going on in contemporary comic books, and I go online and check out all of the other reviews of the same book. And what do I read? I read positive reviews, negative reviews, indifferent reviews. They discuss the art, the dialogue, the plot twists, the panel layout, the individual characters (it’s all about the characters really) but none of them mention the big old FARTING AND SNORTING ELEPHANT in the living-room.

It bewilders me. Can they not see it? They are reading a comic book that is full to the brim with cultural programming, yet to them, it’s as normal as breathing air as you sleep, which is an apt comparison, because it appears that that is exactly what is happening here. A generation programmed with cultural marxism as they sleep, and they don’t even know that it is happening.

New boss, same as the old boss.

Am I being unfair here? Maybe they do see it. Maybe they like it. Maybe they want it. Maybe, the prisoner/slave training is so advanced now, that anybody under the age of his/her mid-thirties is unable to differentiate between living in a cage, and living as a free human being?

You know the old story about freed slaves not wanting to be free, right? Perhaps that’s what’s happened to the west today? Decades of cultural programming has left us defeated, unable to free ourselves, and worst of all, unwilling to even try, because we like it, we like being slaves, and all we really want, is more slavery?

It’s a terrifying thought, but this might be the end. The new generations are tied up in identity politics. They are slaves and they like being slaves, just as long as the new slave master is of the right gender, skin tone and sexuality, of course. This is just a short little rant, and I’ll end it with a couple of questions. Answer if you like. Carry on reading comics as usual if you don’t even care.

Can you see the elephant in the living-room?

And if you can, does it even bother you?


My video on YT plugging this artcle: 

Comic review: Civil War (2015) #1- The hour is late, but freedom is still an option

Writer: Charles Soule
Artist: Leinil Francis Yu
Publisher: Marvel (Disney)
Released: 8th July 2015



If, like myself, you felt that the ending of Mark Millar’s Civil War arc was a massively anti-climatic letdown (Captain America surrendered because he didn’t want people to get hurt) then this version of Civil War will be right up your comic book alley.

In this book, Cap doesn’t surrender. The war continues, with the ‘nation’ split in two. On one side (The Iron) is the progressively totalitarian Iron Man, with laws made by him (because he knows best), you obey, or you go to jail. On the other side is Captain America’s ‘The Blue’ where freedom and individuality reigns, and the collectivist co-ordinator class is stripped of their authoritarian big brother powers:

‘Captain America made a land with only two laws. Hurt no one, and help where you can.’

Wouldn’t it be nice if we had the option to choose between the two in the real world? As it is, we are living in the authoritarian ‘Iron,’ with the ‘authorities’ telling us what we can and cannot do (see the drug laws) because they know best. There is a battle going on, but it’s a battle for power, not a battle for freedom. It’s a red and blue struggle for authoritarian control.

Politics is a battle between authoritarian personality types; to be the ‘expert’ telling everybody else how they should or should not live their lives.

What is happening right now in the west is that the totalitarian mindset of the old right has now switched to the new left. The mindset has not changed, it’s still about control, still about telling people what is best for them, and what is bad for them, and what they can and cannot do.

We now have a situation where social justice warriors (young Marxists straight out of university and loaded up with feminist rhetoric) are trying to enact social change around issues of sexuality, gender and race. All they want is control. They are ‘educated’ and they know best, so they are the ones who will tell us what we can or cannot think, do or say. They want ‘change’ but not real change. All they really want is for you to obey them, to do exactly what they say, they are the experts, they know best.

This collectivist nonsense is all wrapped up in ‘social justice’ but the bottom line is the same. They want Iron Man totalitarianism, you must agree with them, and if you don’t, you will be arrested, thrown in jail, and silenced. It will be for the best, it will help maintain the collective, it will make the world a better place, because they say that it will, and they are right, and everybody else is wrong.

What social justice warriors really want is a communist society, with a mass of order following workers being dictated to and controlled by a select controller class (them), just as is happening today in the slave labour camp called China. SJW's are control freaks. They are the wannabe co-ordinator class of a politically correct communist hellhole. You must grovel, you must obey, and if you don’t you will be called a racist, sexist, homophobic bigot and be ostracised from the new totalitarian paradise that they are creating for all of us.

Sorry, big rant there, but that’s what you get here on my blog.

The original comic book Civil War had to end with a defeat for freedom, because that defeat reflects what is actually happening in America then, and today. Forget ‘conspiracies’ what is democracy, other than a competition between control freak authoritarian mind-sets, of people looking to control the top-down, centralised control system? That is what America is. That is what the UK is. That is what democracy is. Vote for a controller. If you don’t want a controller, tough luck, you’re going to get one anyway. And that isn’t even mentioning the controllers behind the political puppets, the controllers you elect who you don’t even get to see or hear about. That is democracy, and democracy is freedom, even though it’s not.

I enjoyed this book because it takes the defeat of freedom that happens in the original Civil War comic book and retells the end of the story, showing that an anarchist society (meaning freedom from the violent coercion of the state), and based on the no-harm principle, can actually work.

We all instinctively knew that Iron Man was the villain in Civil War, that his argument was weak, that it advocated slavery to government and that his idea of ‘order’ was fascism. But he won, and we all accept his idea of control and totalitarianism in our own lives, even though we know that it is wrong.

We demonstrate this when we go out to vote time after time after time for a new version of Iron Man to rule over us.  The option advocated by Captain America in this comic book, the idea that you should be free as long as you don’t harm anyone, is not available at the ballot box. You don’t get freedom through voting between an old or new slavemaster; of course you don’t, yet that’s what we do when we vote.

Civil War #1 then is a look at the possibility of freedom from a centralised control system, of experts, hen-pecking, telling us what we can and cannot do and say, and what is good or bad for us. It offers us the choice between freedom and tyranny that we should have in our real world, yet because of our acquiescence to government, fail to realise is even there.

Here’s a closely guarded secret that you won’t hear the pretty people on tell lie vision discuss. We do have a choice.  We don’t have to choose between a red or blue control system of henpecking authoritarian beaurucrats. In this comic book the choice is easy. Iron Man totalitarianism, or Captain America freedom and the no harm principal. However, in the real world that choice is hidden, with the corporate elite’s doing their best to hide it from us, and with social justice warrior twerps thinking they are making the world a better place, when all they are doing is maintaining the current paradigm of totalitarian control. Their change is stuck in the old control system paradigm, but the possibility of real change does exist.

There is a choice in the real world, as there is in this comic book, but the human slavery control system is not going to broadcast it from their propaganda ‘programming’ machines.

The choice is between voting for slavery, for control systems, or to abstain from voting altogether, to withdraw your consent to be governed. That’s the new paradigm, that’s the one thing that we all need to do en-masse in order to break free from the tyranny that has controlled and manipulated us for far too long.

Civil War #1 is a worthwhile comic book because it continues a story that had an unsatisfying ending, and because it reveals a truth about the society that we are living in today. The truth is that freedom exists, but it can only exist outside of a centralised control system called government.

Iron Man was the winner in the original Civil War, and Captain America was led away in handcuffs. In this version of Civil War, the battle for freedom continues, and just like in the real world, the struggle for independence, for genuine human emancipation from the tyrannical top down control system that is government never ends. Most fight for control, the few fight for individual freedom. Join the few, fight against collectivism, and fight to uphold the no harm principle as advocated by fictional heroes, and their real world counterparts as well.


Rating: 8/10 (Civil War lives again, and freedom is still an option)

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: 2000AD PROG 1936- ‘It’s our defiance that makes us truly human.’

Publisher: Rebellion
Writers and artists: Various
Released: 24th June 2015



I hadn’t been counting it down, but I knew that it couldn’t last forever, and now the time has finally come. It’s the last issue of Slaine, after PROG 1936 it will be gone until 2016, and although I’m happy that it will return, it’s going to leave an irreplaceable gap in my comic book reading week for the rest of the year. Oh well, chin up boy, nothing lasts, enjoy the good times, as they won’t last forever, and so I intend to enjoy Slaine, and then wallow in misery and think about the good times when it’s gone. So, if you happen to see a lonely, bedraggled comic book reviewer in the pub over the next couple of months, be nice, the withdrawal symptoms are going to be tough on this one.

Enough of the silliness, and onto PROG 1936 of 2000AD which begins, as always, with Judge Dredd. This week he’s landed in Irish stereotype land. Get ready for some drinking, fighting and wife beating, ha ha ha, it’s so much fun laughing at the stupid drunken, funny talking Irish, and nobody is going to call you out on it either. When did it become okay to do that? I must have missed a memo or something, because in a day and age when people get upset and take massive offence at trivialities, it appears that the Irish stereotype is one thing that you are still allowed to get away with. Umm, I wonder why that is? Actually, I know why. It’s a pigmentation issue, if you know what I mean.

The next strip (Absalom) is about that annoying pub bore bloke, the guy with PC jokes masquerading as edgy social commentary. Okay, I’ll give him a second chance, lets see if he’s as irritating as he was last week. I’m all for second chances, not that anybody even gave me a first chance, but that’s another story.

Okay, we start with 80’s pop group references and care home children. Is this going to be about the ‘historic’ child abuse scandal that is going on in the UK at the moment? It kind of is, and it kind of isn’t. It’s talking about children being taken by establishment figures and used in a fictional fight against demons, but then it makes a mistake, choosing the easy target (Christianity) instead of focussing on the real life villains (politicians from all parties).

I understand that the Christian church is an easy target right now, but the child abuse scandals are not about the church, they are about politicians, and how paedophilia was (and still is) used to blackmail politicians into following the agenda of their masters. If you are going to do an ‘edgy’ story about 1980’s child-abuse, but with added demons and monsters to make it ‘sci-fi,’ why pretend that the abusers were Christians, when Christians had nothing to do with it?

The child abuse rings in the UK revolve around politicians and BBC celebrities, so why not be honest about it and give those poor old Christians a break for a change? I’m not a Christian myself, but this prolonged multifaceted attack on the Christian faith is starting to get very obvious now, and I’m getting really fed up with it. It’s cowardly, and in this particular story, completely unjustified.

Wow, the beginning of Slaine references the global flood, who was responsible, and why it was done. This is really exciting for me, as it ties into my own research on the subject. The narrative then hints at genetic manipulation by the ‘gods’ and the immortal spirit that reside in all of us.  I can’t quite believe that I’m reading about this kind of information in a mainstream comic book, this is great, and although I’m massively biased, you have to at least take some of my enthusiasm on face value and take a look at this for yourself.

No more spoilers, no more praise, get Slaine NOW. It’s the last chance that you’ll have to read it in 2000AD this year, and if you miss it and end up reading (and loving) it sometime in the distant future, remember that there was at least somebody out there who was raving about it on a weekly basis.

My review is going a bit long this week, so I’m thankful for Outlier/Dark Symmetries. It has no dialogue. I don’t know who is who, and there’s a fight going on, or something. I must be a bit dim, as I’ve read it two times and I can’t get anything out of it at all. This one has lost me. I’ve tried, but nope, I can’t get anything, nice art though.

Helium is much better. Not a lot happens this week, it’s a character building issue, but what does happen is very entertaining and genuinely funny as well. I like the main protagonist now and I want her to succeed, and coming from a cynical, angry old grump like myself, that’s a huge compliment.

I enjoyed two out of the five stories in PROG 1936 of 2000AD and I got a huge kick out of the superb front cover by Tiernen Trevallion. Two out of five, with an awesome cover, isn’t bad. I’m happy with that.

Helium is a very well written tale. I love the slow pacing, and the character building and I’m really getting into the story. Slaine/Primordial has been special, and I’ll go back now and read all of the stories together, savouring each gorgeously constructed panel and the best dialogue that I’ve read in a comic book for many a year. I’ll miss it, but it will return.

Last week I was blindsided by foolish optimism and purchased more than my usual share of DC Comic books. Man, was that a mistake. Listen to my advice. Don’t do it, they are bloody awful and aimed at a feminist studies student circa 1996. Who is buying this nonsense? It’s a mystery to me. You don’t get anywhere near as much of that US brand of PC nonsense in 2000AD, and Tharg’s book still feels somewhat like an old fashioned subversive comic book.

I can see signs of the PC brigade moving into 2000AD though, so I just hope that Tharg holds out against the tide of political correctness. It’s not going to be easy, but I have faith in the old alien. This era of the social justice warrior is killing comics for me, so I appreciate 2000AD more than ever. It’s not perfect, but there’s always something within its pages that brightens up my day, and compared to the teen feminism of DC, Marvel and most of the so-called ‘independent’ US comic books, 2000AD stands alone as something refreshingly alive and defiantly different.


Rating: 8/10 (For the Cover, Slaine and Helium)

* Quote in review title is a line of dialogue taken from Slaine. Without defiance what have we become? Cattle bred, and waiting for leisurely slaughter (that quote is from me). 

Miss Morality in ‘The Tunnels of Intolerance’- Part Four (The Conclusion)

Written by: Mark. A. Pritchard

Released on: The Rorshach Rant- 25th March 2015



‘The tunnels of intolerance are everywhere my silly, muddled headed little daughter. When you think that you have closed one, another two open. That’s how it works, that’s how it has always worked. You might know me by another name….THE DISSENTER….Yes, it is me. The gang of criminals known as the ‘Politically Incorrect Scoundrels’ is my little group. I set it up when I faked my death and abandoned your stupid mother to get away from you. How is your mother nowadays anyway LOVE? Ha ha ha. Yes it was me who forced her to take those drugs; it was me that drove her into an early heroin induced grave. Ha ha ha ha, you women don’t know what you are up against. Your feminist resistance is doomed to failure, doomed I tell you, ha ha ha ha ha’

The dull grey glint of evil, white middle class privilege shone like a dirty cancerous tumour in his eyes as Miss Morality’s father spat his horrible, nasty, intolerant truth into her beatific, innocent face.

‘Daddy, I…. I…I…I can’t believe it…’ she stuttered, unable to respond to the hatred laced revelations coming from her own father.

‘Shut your cake hole, you spoiled brat. If you can’t talk without stammering, don’t talk at all. Did you really think that I was dead? Did you really think that my kind had simply died out, gone extinct like the dinosaurs? No, I simply bided my time, laid my trap, and you fell straight into it, like the stupid GIRL that you always were.’

Now he was bragging, really starting to enjoy himself and his final victory. Miss Morality slumped to the floor of her prison cell, unwilling to look into the face of evil, the face that was her father.

‘Get up LOVE,’ and he spoke that last word with particular spiteful relish, enjoying the connotation of sexist degradation that the word carries.

‘I have another surprise for you SWEETHEART. Stand-up, take it like a GIRL. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.’

And as his callous laugh taunted the very air around him a familiar voice spoke up from somewhere very near.

‘Sister, sister, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, sister indeed.’ 

‘Brother? Is that you?’ 

Miss Morality had bravely found her voice, and as she stumbled to her feet, there waiting, at her tiny prison-cell window was the leering face of her brother Ruthus.

‘The tunnels of intolerance run deep Sis. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. Yes, I am one of them now. Daddy has cured me of my evil homosexuality. I am a real man now, and the Politically incorrect scoundrels have welcomed me with open arms. I even have a girlfriend. Her name is Claire. She is reaaaalllly pretty, ha ha ha ha. She is a secretary, ha ha ha ha ha ha.’

Miss Morality was on the verge of passing out. Her father always was an evil bastard, but he was a dead evil bastard, or so she had believed. Now, not only had he had returned from the dead, but he had brainwashed her poor innocent, homosexual brother Rufus as well. This was simply too much for her to take.

Rufus was no longer the confused, bumbling, effeminate sweetheart of a man that she had known and loved. He had been brainwashed, changed against his will (presumably) into something evil, something beyond human. Yes, those monsters had changed him into that worst of all creatures, the straight, white male.

The horror was almost too much for her to bear. Everything about him seemed different. He was wearing a football shirt. He smelt like cheap lager and his nails looked absolutely awful as he gripped her prison bars before delivering this final taunt to his despairing sister.

‘Hey Sis, before I forget. Your brat kid. She is ours now. The BBC Jimmy Saville Care-home for abandoned and vulnerable young girls is doing a fine job, but we need to bring her into the fold. She will make a fine housewife for one of our members, a fine housewife indeed, ha ha ha ha ha ha.’

The evil lager enthused laughter was punctuated only by the screams of a desperately clawing at her cell bars Miss Morality.

‘Noooooo, you monsters, you monsters, nooooooooo.’

‘See you in the pub later Dad. Champions League tonight, later mate.’ 

And with these final Hellish words coming from the now obscenely manly lips of her unrecognisable, brainwashed, not gay anymore brother, he was gone.

The last words in this awful scene of patriarchal brutality came from the woman hating mouth of the uniformed Police officer standing infront of the cell that contained a now curled up, weeping, convulsing Miss Morality.

She could no longer speak. All she could do was cry, and the evil incarnate that was her father, THE DISSENTER, delivered his final words like a knife in her back.

‘I’ll have custody of your darling baby girl in the morning LOVE. My Politically Incorrect Scoundrels own the courts. We own everything. Baby Sojourner will be taught to respect her man. No more feminism for her, she will never, ever taste the sweet, sweet air of emancipation and freedom away from our manly, hairy mitts. Goodbye DARLING, and remember. You can BITCH, you can whine, you can moan and complain, but the tunnels of intolerance run deep. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. The tunnels of intolerance run deeeeeeeep.’

END (Or, is it?)

And so ends my story. The message that it contains should be very clear. The tunnels of intolerance run very deep indeed dear reader. The world is a terrible place, but together we can break down those tunnels of intolerance, those hidden, underground networks of sexism, of racism, of homophobia and err, all of the other evil stuff like that. We can stop the evils of white, male, middle class, straight, privilege. Together, we can free female warriors like Miss Morality. We can save young girls from the evils of marriage, from motherhood and a wasted life loving and caring for their patriarchal prison construct called ‘family.’ It’s going to be a tough battle, but we can do it. Join the social justice warrior movement, and together we can rid the world of the evil that is patriarchy, forever.

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

Miss Morality, in ‘The Tunnels of Intolerance’- Part Three

Written by: Mark. A. Pritchard
Released on: The Rorshach Rant- 13th March 2015


Screaming and crying from the back of a Police van, a dishevelled, distressed and disturbingly inebriated Miss Morality railed against the injustice, the misogyny and institutional sexism of the Police force.

‘Ya f*****g b******s, I’m gonna f*****g sue every single last one of you c**** *** **** ****, if it’s the last thing you do, you rapist m***********s.’

It was a sad sight indeed as our brave feminist warrior was carted off to the nearest cell to sober up, calm down, and sleep off the half a bottle of vodka and six beers that had reduced her to this sorry state of inebriation.

As she was taken away the watching criminal mastermind known as ‘The Dissenter,’ enthusiastically detailed the next stage of his plans.

‘Good job mate. Keep her locked up for a good ten hours and that should be enough for us to sort her out for good. Her days of social justice campaigning are over forever, ha ha ha ha ha.’

‘Ha ha ha ha ha,good one boss,' replied the pig like arresting officer as he struggled to regain his composure. ‘Ding, dong, the witch is dead, ha ha ha ha ha.’

The hateful patriarchal laughter of the two women hating villains rang sinisterly throughout the early evening traffic. They enthusiastically shook hands, winked the secret wink of patriarchy to each other, and left to complete the remainder of their evil plans. The arresting officer going back to the Police station to make sure that poor Miss Morality spent the night in the cells, and the Dissenter off to cause more mischief and put the next stage of his evil plan into operation.

When social services arrived at the now deserted home of Miss Morality they were alarmed (but not surprised) to hear the distressed cries of a hungry baby girl. Her mother was in jail, but where was her uncle?

Where was the blameless and pure Rufus? Surely he wouldn’t abandon his sister's baby at this most inopportune time? No, of course not, but that’s exactly what it looked like to the social workers. This was not good news for our brave social justice warrior at all.

After a quick call to the police, and a battering ram to the door, baby Sojourner was whisked away, and sent straight into the loving arms of the expert child-care specialists working for the BBC Jimmy Saville care-home for abandoned and vulnerable young girls.

‘Stage two of the operation is complete boss,’ said a hateful manly figure in black as baby Sojourner was delivered to the home. ‘We know what to do from this point on, same routine right?’

‘Oh yes, my conspiratorial colleague,’ replied the Dissenter.

‘Same routine as before, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.’

It was 11am the next morning when a sick as a female parrot Miss Morality woke in her Police cell. Suffering from a stinging headache and no memory of the night-before she banged angrily upon the cell door demanded to know what was happening.

‘Help, help where am I? What is happening here? I demand to see a female solicitor. I'm being held against my will. My female rights are being violated.  Help, help, help, help.’

Her cries for help were answered by a familiar whistling coming from the bottom of the corridor. The whistling got slowly louder, and louder as it’s source walked calmly, slowly, sinisterly towards the trapped feminist social justice warrior.

A trembling, terrified and deeply distressed Miss Morality recognised the whistling immediately. She knew it well. It was a whistle she had learned to fear as a small, innocent frightened and abused little girl.

‘Hello love,’ said a smiling, hairy, ugly brute of a man as he glared menacingly at Miss Morality through the tiny little window of her prison cell.

‘What do you think of my uniform? I look rather masculine in blue, don’t you think?’

‘Oh my mother goddess,’ replied an almost fainting Miss Morality.

‘No, no, no no, no. This can’t be real. This can’t be happening.’

 ‘Daddy, it’s you.’


END OF PART THREE



Miss Morality will return next week (Friday 20th March) in ‘The Tunnels of Intolerance’- Part 4. Is all hope gone for our brave social justice warrior? Where is Rufus? Is baby Sojourner going to be safe in the BBC Jimmy Saville care home? How is Miss Morality going to escape the masculine oppression of her own father? All will be revealed next week. DON’T MISS IT.


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

Review: 2000AD PROG 1921- Corporate tools and imaginary sexism

Writers and authors: Numerous
Publisher: Rebellion
Released: Wednesday 11th March 2015


There are a couple of things worth discussing in this week’s 2000AD, so I’ll go through them now.

Contents

1% (by Eddie Robson) wasn’t about the 1% of billionaires that run and control planet Earth in 2015, so that was a bit disappointing. What it’s actually about is a passenger space ship that goes missing, and you see what is happening from the point of view of those onboard. Not very interesting, at least so far, but what interested me was the reaction of the ship’s Captain when she was called ‘Miss’ by a passenger.

Her reaction (‘And it’s Captain, not ‘Miss’…) was the kind of stuff that social justice twits go on about all of the time. You know how it goes, looking for instances of sexism, racism, homophobia etc, then shouting, whining and complaining about them atop their great big moral horse of righteousness where they act morally outraged that somebody has acted in such an uncouth, politically incorrect way.

They love it, and if they can’t find any real life examples they just make them up, or write about them in a comic, or whatever they can get away with. I found this fictional moment of moral outrage to be quite interesting, as surely it’s only a natural reaction to assume that the uniformed female who is walking down the aisle on a mid-flight passenger aeroplane is NOT the captain? After all, how many females exist in the real world today who actually do that job? I did a bit of Internet research, and found the answer to that question:

‘Globally, around 4,000 of the 130,000 airline pilots are women, according to the International Society of Women Airline Pilots. Fewer still are captains- worldwide there are around 450.’

I'll repeat that factual statistic. There are 450 female Captains out of 130,000 pilots worldwide. That’s not a lot, is it? So, to assume that the uniformed female on a passenger aeroplane is NOT the pilot would only be a natural and understandable reaction based on statistical FACT, and not something for the social justice twits to get their knickers in a twist about after all? Am I wrong here?

What has happened in this comic book is one of two things. 1- The fictional character is an arse with a huge feminist chip on her shoulder. 2- Writer Eddie Robson is social justice white knighting and trying to browbeat his readers with a daft example of fictional sexism. I’m not certain which one it is, but I’ll tell you this. I hope it’s the former.

The second thing worth mentioning about 2000AD this week occurred in Savage/Grinders. I found it to be a lot better than last week’s strip, as by the end of it I got the distinct impression that writer Pat Mills had stumbled upon an accurate portrayal of how power operates in the real world.

Here's how it works- You have small groups of sociopaths battling for domination, and it’s only the ground troops (cops, soldiers etc) that even try to morally justify their actions.  Those in charge simply don’t care. Morality is for the proles. Human lives are meaningless; control is all that matters.

Dress it up (dress yourself up) as much as you want. Put on a silly uniform, and talk about queen or country, it’s all bullcrap, and the biggest sucker is the person who voluntarily puts on the silly uniform and takes a bullet in the head all the time believing in the lies that he has been told. Bill Savage is that sucker, that twit, that moron. He’s the hero of the story, and also the biggest moron, risking his soul for a lie, just to back up a system that he doesn’t even properly understand. I appreciate that message within the narrative, whether it was intentional or not. It felt real, and it resonated deeply. Join the cops, join the army, join their Satanic control systems and you are a complete and utter tool, simple as that.

The rest of the stories in this week’s 2000AD washed over me. Dredd was blah, but it looked nice. Survival Geeks was self aware wise ass nonsense. The Order was okay.

Is PROG 1921 of 2000AD worth getting? Yeah, but don’t expect too much this week. I got a couple of things, but that’s just me. I’m a strange guy, and getting blood out of a stone is a hobby of mine.


Rating: 7/10

Best story- Savage/Grinders: 8/10
Worst story- Survival Geeks: 3/10

Statistics on female airline pilots available here:

http://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2014/jan/13/female-pilots-woman-flying-aeroplane