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- Sep 24, 2020
Now he's costing me money. I can't stream anymore.
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I thought that rejoining comicsgate would drop you on your ass sooner or later, but I didn't expect it this quickly.
I shouldn't laugh, really. It doesn't give me that much pleasure to see you stumble as you prostrate yourself before the golden toad, but there's a certain poetic irony. You sold yourself back to comicsgate in anticipation of those sweet, sweet frogbucks (though with such ridiculous obsequiousness that part of me still thinks you have something uncharacteristically devious up your sleeve) and almost immediately, comicsgate snatched away your main method of making a return on that investment. However temporarily.
Comicsgate is not an egalitarian community of creators and artistes, Nasser. Comicsgate is an asylum of assmad autists and paranoid manchildren, ready to turn on eachother at the drop of a hat when they don't have some external target to hoot at like a mob of angry baboons. Liam is just an especially aggressive example.
There is something that has been running through my head during the last two or three times I visited this thread, ever since Nasser's glorious procession back through the streets of Caesar's city. Most of us here are comicfags, right? How many read Garth Ennis' Punisher Max, the Barracuda arc specifically?


A little context. Our messianic figure here is Harry Ebbing, a charismatic, two-faced shyster who presents himself, and is applauded, as a very savvy and successful businessman, but most of his profits come through smoke and mirrors and shady practises. He is shafted in the end because he surrounds himself with greedy sycophants who are almost as sociopathic and underhanded as he is. The other guy, the schmuck on his knees, ends up in a toilet, dead. Strangled by others who are much more calculating and ruthless than he is, from the world he wants so desperately to reenter.
He might get pity bucks
The gap between CG drama bucks and pity bucks is very thin, anyway. The biggest difference is whether the change ends up in your cup because the fleabitten mutt sitting beside you does entertaining tricks, or because it just sits there looking sad and forlorn.
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Loads of people messaged me with recent Comicsgate drama.
I DO NOT want to participate in it anymore.
I did in the past, but the answer to industry issues isn't becoming the clown car version of Marvel.
A timely message. Imagine, TUG, a voice of reason. Strange days.
Name: Andrew William Taylor
Age: 46
Another relevant point. In the back of my head I know most of us are grown men, some middle aged at least, sperging like teenage girls over comic books and twitter drama, but it's sobering to see it laid out in black and white.
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