Bad Pills #1
by Sverre H. Kristensen (SHK)
Michael Hunt Publishing
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The shit that fucking fascinated me the most was when SHK takes all of his hate and inner rot and turns it on himself and those he is ignorantly thought to be in sympathy with. To that end, there's "Crazy White Peckerwood," where a neo-Nazi woodpecker discovers he has a copy of Might Is Right wedged firmly up his ass. Or there's "KKK Nigger," where a confused black character ends up accidentally killing all of the Klan's Grand Wizards. Or finally, "One Down," where some disgruntled robbers see SHK walking down the street, whistling to himself. The muggers decry the sins and excesses of his comics and decide to kill him; as they draw their guns, though, SHK just collapses and dies of leukemia right there. The robbers are left to provide his eulogy, "The fuck keeled over and died from leukemia before we could kill him... Let's burn those fuckin' comics!" Totally fucking awesome. SHK was unflinching in his honesty and his portrayal of his head sickness and a sick society hidden under cuddly disguises. Holy shit, that's no allegory... that's the truth.
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Matthew Damascus
