The Last Message

Manu shifted uncomfortably on the rickety, iron bed. He adjusted the mask on his face again, tapping the funnel with his forefinger and thumb a couple times.  Manu was 22, and alone in the big city. He had come to the city wanting to earn enough to repay his father’s loans. Here he was five…

Our Absurd Love for the Thrones and the Cards

Recently, I read an article by comic artist and writer, David Hopkins, that revolved around the negative effect the F.R.I.E.N.D.S sitcom had on the cultural evolution of America in the last three decades. It argues that the sitcom celebrated stupidity by bullying intelligence, leading to a whole generation, who loved the series growing up, believing…