Yes, I did enjoy drawing this sequence, actually...

Not as much as Bloodlust did, I'm sure...

Hopefully this will lead to one of the most insane action sequences since KILL BILL.

I also added a new list to vote for, EYESHOCK and got rid of the Keenspace 99, which hasn't updated in ages. So vote. If you would. I don't want to be a pest about it.

I was also linked off STRIPPER'S CORNER today (November 12th) , which, despite its name, is for webcomics strips, not exotic dancers.

Okay, I'm trying to understand this. A eccentric millionaire killed his neighbor---by his own admission, albeit he claims in self-defense...and dismembers the body to hide it, and flees in panic...

And he's found... not guilty.

Brother.

I don't care how much he paid his lawyer. He's worth every penny. Anybody else would be in prison.

Well, maybe not O.J. Simpson, but...

Isn't it against the law to conceal a crime?

It just sort of underscores how justice is something that can be bought in this world. And I'm not accusing the judge, or the jury...

Just the whole system.

We've seen some major miscarriages of justice in the past few years, and almost always it's the famous and the financially wealthy who get off, because of the lawyers they can buy...

The worst part is, I really can't think of a better system. What, trial by combat? Then the wealthy would hire the best fighters, instead...

And DNA evidence is showing how many falsely accused are serving on Death Row. That should now be a standard part of any murder trial, expense or not. It can't be more expensive than the State being sued for false imprisonment. (And as it's used more and more, like any frequently used technology, they will find ways to make the cost less and less...)

Am I saying the guy is guilty? Of deliberate murder? Maybe not. Of concealing a body, of deceiving the world, of hiding a crime, or desecrating a corpse?

You betcha.

And if this had been a relatively poor African-American or Hispanic, he'd be on Death Row right now. Heck, if he had even been a moderate middle-class WASP, he'd be introduced to his new cellmate/boyfriend right now, and introduced to the realities of locking up a bunch of sociopathic males together....

To the realities of a Fifi.

What's a Fifi, you might ask?

There's a guy at work who has a half-brother in prison. He once described it to me...and I immediately put it in the category of TMI.

Still...

Misery loves company...

So...if you don't want to know what a Fifi is, don't read any further.

I'm not kidding.

Leave.

Go away.

Not for those who don't want to accept crude realities...

Okay, I'm assuming anyone reading from this point on really, really wants to know.

You'll be sorrrrrry....

A Fifi is a sock, reinforced by plastic, duct tape, or whatever's handy. It's made for sexual self-gratification, a homemade orifice for men seperated by women and who have not gotten to the point where other men look good.

Proving that necessity is the mother of invention...or perhaps the Mutha of invention...

My friend said his brother knew this one guy who would never, ever wash his Fifi. Ever. He would carry it around him all the time...

Eeeeew.

Making prison even more miserable from the smell...

Finally, they tossed him and his Fifi into the showers. Not to do anything to him, sexually. Just to get him and his Fifi clean.

So now you know.

Hey, sometimes you have to get rid of a mental image by sharing it, you know? It exorcises it or something.