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Order Sixty-Six


I missed a necessary doctor’s appointment this morning. I just laid in bed as the alarms I’d set last night went off; seven-thirty, eight o’clock, nine o’clock. I might still be lying there if the loathsome fucks next door didn’t start in with their goddamned bass noise, as per usual.

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Performative Existence


Recently, the cover of an old issue of The Comics Journal reminded me of a time when there were so many autobiographical comic books being published, a fatigue set in among readers.

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The Thirty Year Niche

From 1991.

This year represents a personal milestone for me, in that I have now been creating and self-publishing my own comics for thirty years.

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MAD All The Time

For longer than I’ve been alive on this planet (or any other), so has MAD magazine lived. I took this as subconscious proof that I chose the right path in life. That there was an artistic point and purpose to living as a satirical cartoonist.

So much for that.

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Hey, Where Can I Go?

a poem by
m. boy anderson

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How To Profit From The Coming Nuclear Holocaust

Ever since I was a kid, I’ve been obsessed with mushroom clouds. Something about their unbridled destructive power, and their strange, haunting beauty.

This and Miracle Mile are as close to “nuke porn” as I can get (my copy of Dr. Strangelove is worn out).

Also; the possibility that you could draw a really good one. It looked super-cool, and everyone at school knew what it was.

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The Catch-22

Would you like to be a cartoonist like me?

You can’t. Sorry. Not even if you paid me to train you. It won’t happen.

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Dead Kennedys

Real political subversion will be hidden from you by the media. When do you see a current celebrity interacting with rioters, or a mob of angry protesters? Never? There you go.

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The Day Pekar Died


From BIUL #1.

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The End of the Line

Permit me to bring the room down a moment.

What’s your endgame?

What’s your purpose in life? Are you even aware of one? Are you just running on automatic, going with the flow? Nothing wrong with that, but it all leads to the same big faceless wash-out.

What do you really want out of life?

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