It depresses the hell outta me that when I first learned that the May issue of Comixpedia would revolve around the topic of "sex and violence", I thought that it might transcend some of the old punch-drunk tits n' blood bullshit cliches and instead tackle the issue from both ends of the creative spectrum â€“ perhaps some mock comics about "Mr. No Pants Stabbing the Mailman With His Penis" mixed with a few frank and earnest dialogues regarding the rift between the lightest of psychological violence to stark-raving sadism in comics. Instead this monthâ€™s cover seems to suggest that the content within the site may serve to propagate every goofy sex-and-violence-related comic book clichÃ© imaginable, and thatâ€™s a shame.
Itâ€™s a shame because even if we end up with dozens of expertly-crafted and well-reasoned diatribes on the salacious nature of funnybooks, it all runs the risk of being overshadowed by a goony broad making happy-time with her G4.
That's not to say that I'm some kind of goddamned genius over here with a smoking pipe shoved up his ass â€“ I'm just saying that as someone who's drawn X-rated furry art in exchange for cold hard cash, I'm a certified expert when it comes to intellectually slothful, sex-related bullshit. Hell, if I were any kind of a genius, Iâ€™d be offering up some interesting column ideas of my own over here, but Iâ€™m not only an idiot, but a lazy idiot, and one not used to taking up a gauntlet inadvertantly dropped by people far smarter than he.
Regardless, instead of spending all month yarking about how awful it is that the comics industry is so drenched in guts and poontang (or bemoaning the fact that since comics are widely considered a kids' medium, that we can't develop a wider market for said same stuff), people could investigate the wonky sexual bent of Donna Barr's The Desert Peach, or the gender-bending clans found in Carla Speed McNeil's Finder.
There's the political-fueled violence in Joe Sacco's work, the violence wrapped around and threaded through Patrick Farley's Spiders like bloodied barbed wire, and the wonderful sexual fluidity of Hope Larson's Sex Rainbow…
…and all of this is so much more interesting than just a naked chick writhing around in a bed with a piece of cheap Apple hardware in her lap.
Bill Mudron is a guest columnist for the Comixpedia.