[[ Two women in 1800s vintage dresses whom we will call Lily (standing) and Ruth (sitting).]]
Ruth: I've got mixed feelings about Osama bin Laden's death.
Ruth: I'm glad the world can have a sense of closure. But I can't get into the bloodlust, the cheering over the death of a human being.
Lily: A HUMAN BEING? It was OSAMA BIN LADEN! Mass murderer and architect of global terror!
Ruth: I know, but hating him seems so EASY. He's a sneering beanpole on grainy videotapes with a watermelon-shaped beard! All he needs is a cackling ferret sidekick to be a mid-'90s Disney villain!
Ruth: And he's plenty hated already. I don't really know what my hate would ADD, you know? It'd just be joining the crowd.
Ruth: Might as well drink Budweiser while you're doing it.
Lily: You don't have Osama bin Laden...because it'd be TOO MAINSTREAM?
Ruth: Now don't get me wrong! I TOTALLY hated him for the U.S.S. Cole way back in 2000!
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I don't hate anyone the MASSES hate
The computers tell me it was 20 years ago, June 9, 2006, that I arrived in New York for my first-ever comic convention as an exhibitor, MoCCA.
It was an important trip for me, a milestone in what would go on to become my career.
I wrote a little reminiscence on Patreon (free/unlocked) — including a first-since-then reprint of the photocomics I made at the time, documenting the trip!
Read the rest here: [ 20 Years Ago (In Photocomic Form) ]
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