I’ve decided that every Tuesday I’m going to go back and reread an issue of Transmetropolitan. It seems appropriate, what with my stream of brain medications and my endless frustration with the planet. If you’ve not read Transmet you need to, even if you’re not perhaps fans of comic books. It rocks the world. Think Hunter S. Thompson in a crazy future with more exciting drugs and more interesting weapons, bringing the light (and the chairleg) of TRUTH into the City.

Issue 2 – Down the Dip

For once, he’s the most normal person on the cover.
If I had a dime for every time I’ve wanted to put a cigarette out in someone else’s eye, I’d be living in Fiji.
“Incredible tension: like they’re all living in the second before the bullet hits the bone. They’re all waiting to be killed.”
“Make your things on the floor stay, Fred. I’m tired and emotional and I really DO feel like shooting something.”
Gods, I can’t wait until until Fred gets his.
I love the Bazooms neon sign with the heart-shaped nipples.
Our first shot of the nasty b!tch, the two-faced cat. I can’t wait to make a doll of her, complete with lizard and cigarette in one muzzle.
I’d love to hear some of the side stories mentioned here, especially the one involving how so many people died the last time Spider was alone with a phone-line in Prague.
So much Icon Fodder in this issue.

The one thing I really want to learn from Spider is how to say something and then let it go. Not to look for approval nor shrink from disapproval.

My favorite Margaret Mitchell quote is “With enough courage, one can do without a reputation.” It does take bravery, not to care how other people think of or feel about you.

Tags: courage, Spider Jerusalem, transmet