Grandpa, what’s a Muslim? And why are you dressed like that?: A Chrsitian couple in Singapore are on trial under the Sedition Act and Undesirable Publications Act for distributing a couple of anti-Islamic Chick Tracts, including this one, “The Little Bride.” Like most Chick Tracts, “The Little Bride” seems far too stupid to be offensive (um, to me, anyway, obviously not to some in Singapore), and it demonstrates the usual shaky theology and willful ignorance of both Christianity and Islam that makes them all so easy to dismiss. But after reading this one, I’m still haunted by one question that I can’t dismiss quite so easily—Why is Susy’s grandpa wearing a tuxedo and eye patch?! Is he a British spy or… or…what, exactly? (Link yoinked from Dirk Deppey).
What he said: Tucker Stone explains how DC, Marvel, their imitators and all you jerks who buy variant covers are destroying the comics industry, and screwing things up for the rest of us. (Serious question: Is the comics industry in the field of publishing or the field of collectables?)
“Accident or frantic effort or whatever, the cacaphonic style of this issue does a disarming job of touching something deep and strange inside the Event comic”: In a perfect world, DC’s Final Crisis trade would feature a six-page introduction or afterword by Joe “Jog” McCulloch pieced together from his reviews of the series, and DC will allow him to remain brutally honest in his assessment (count the number of deeply’s Jog uses to describe “deeply flawed” in this review; I dare you!). Why? Because he manages to explain the book’s various virtues and vices as a text better than, frankly, any DC staffers or even Grant Morrison himself have been able to do in interviews. I mean, Morrison knows what he was trying to say, obviously—you can certainly take his word on what he was going for—but it takes another party to say what’s actually there, and Jog does a great job of it.
Comics have finally driven a stake through the heart of the 1950s comic book scare because a guy who used to write comics won a prestigious award for the latest of his very popular works of prose fiction for young readers, hooray!: Oh hey, wait a minute, that doesn’t make any sense at all, now does it?
Don’t worry political cartoonists, at lest this one guy’s reading you: If you, like me, are an American, then you probably won’t recognize a single name in this article that isn’t Gordon Brown or Margaret Thatcher because we Americans just barely know who’s running our own country, let alone Donald Rumsfeld’s Old Europe, but this article from an Irish paper points out that Brown’s complaint about being drawn too fat should warm cartoonists’ hearts since, after all, it’s proof that one of the most powerful men in England still reads them.
Speaking of Gordon Brown and whether he’s fat or not…: This is the craziest headline I’ve seen in a while.
Is it weird to refer to Harvey Pekar as a “maven?” It sounds weird to me: Dean Haspiel talks print vs. web in a piece in The New York Times, a print publication that you can read on the web.