Apr 08 2009
Why Comics? DB Edition.
your humble hosts, david b and danger bob.
You want to know why comics? Danger Bob, tell ‘em “why comics.”
Simply put I would not be alive if it weren’t for comics. Important fact one; I am not a junkie. If comics weren’t there my addictive personality would have found something else to kill time with, probably something illegal and/ or opiate based. While just as addictive as heroine comics is a much better alternative. No nervous jitters, no living on the street, no worrying about the fuzz, and no cutting myself to get the cockroaches out from under my skin.
Important fact two: I’ve never killed a man. Without comics I surely would be on death row right now with a laundry list of victims. My weekly medicine of funny books stops the voices in my head. Instead of envisioning what I’d do to that ass hole that just cut me off without using a turn signal, I go home and read about characters in tight clothing kicking the shit out of each other, and blowing stuff up.
David B?
Why comics?
Why not, man? I read comics as a kid, quit them as a teen, and came back to them as an adult. I keep finding something new to get into, something new to love, something to be angry at, and something to pass the time with.
Comics are Frank Miller, Jim Lee, Darwyn Cooke, Frank Quitely, and Chris Bachalo. They’re Grant Morrison, Brian Azzarello, David Lapham, Peter Milligan, and Joe Kelly. They’re New X-Men, New Frontier, 100 Bullets, Stray Bullets, and Daredevil. Comics are the stacks of stapled minis on my bookshelves, tattered used paperbacks, and deluxe Absolute hardcovers editions. They’re the books about depressed kids being extra depressed and navel-gazing, superheroes punching complicated problems into oblivion, artsy books being incomprehensible, and all of it being awesome. Comics are arguing about dumb things, talking about art, and most of all, being able to be a grown-up and still read books with pictures.
Basically, the answer to “Why comics?” is that I don’t have any other choice. I don’t understand how people can get ashamed of these things. Comics are wonderful.
That’s why comics.
Oh, hell yeah.