Today’s sketch of desperation has been brought to you by the letter R. R is for RAGE. I’ll be honest, the Ben Affleck Batman thing just kind of made me laugh. I’m not a fan of…well, ANY DC movie, really, and take my solace in the fact that their animated films, tv shows, and comics are so, so much better.
But no. They had to fucking kick me where it hurts. DC, I despise you for this. It isn’t bad enough that they’re fucking with the MAIN MAN, my personal favorite of ALL DC characters for the unapologetically crude, brutal, rock fucking metal piece of unstoppable genius HILARIOUS meat that he is, but…it feels like they’re doing this on purpose. I have this sick suspicion that they’re fucking with Lobo to sabotage their new writer. Why do I have this suspicion? Because they do it all the time. Obviously this is not something I can prove. All I have is my rage as a die-hard Lobo fan and a sinking feeling in my stomach that DC executives want to prove that women can’t write comics so badly that they would literally set a story up to fail just for that purpose.
I know this is kind of dangerous, lashing out with my suspicions (sans evidence) out of a place of hurt and disgust. But I really, really needed to vent. Drawing this helped me feel better, at least. Now, back to working on my waiting projects.