I’m usually not a huge fan of mixing apocalyptic biblical metaphors with current events, or even fiction. I get enough of that watching overdressed, overweight, sweaty TV preachers with prophecy charts trying to convince me that Saddam Hussein is the antichrist, that there are 88 reasons why Jesus is going to come in 1988, and why the european union will somehow become the devil’s political pawn. But after recently reading the Kingdom Come story, I’m going to bend this particular rule just a bit.

It had not been a Merry Christmas to that point…

My newlywed and I were having a very difficult time finishing up the debris from our wedding. Our home was a disaster area, we were still writing thank you notes squeezing in Christmas shopping at the sacrifice of everything else.

Instead of arguing with Rep. Terrill and his emboldened plans to enact legislation making English the official language of Oklahoma, let’s consider why that would actually be a good thing for the state. If English were to be the official language, then let some of us get to work on what are sure to be overlooked consequences of the legislation’s details.

As of late I have been caught up in many a debate, often resulting in blood and bruises, as well as some knife fighting, over the use of literary style in Comics. It seems that comics come in two flavors: Monthly Soap Operas, or a conglomerate of themes and ideas woven continually through development.

Godzilla and Megatron eyed one another warily. They had been sitting at the bar for close to three hours and were quickly tiring of each other’s company. Both were lamenting how terrible their latest film incarnations had been, despite the excellent source material, and both were tired of hearing the other one talk about himself. With frustration levels and b.a.c.’s high, the inevitable fighting words finally spilled forth from Megatron:

“You think you’re better than me?”