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From TulsaWorld.com:

OKLAHOMA CITY — Some Oklahoma County voters can expect to receive comic books in the mail soon, but the subject matter will have a serious tone.
The 16-page publication prepared by Commissioner Brent Rinehart’s re-election campaign lampoons gays and criticizes Rinehart’s political opponents. It also features an angel who supports the embattled commissioner and Satan, who supports his critics. Toga-wearing gays, political figures, trench coat-clad henchmen, concerned residents and Rinehart make up the rest of the comic’s characters.
You really should have a reference copy of Commissioner Rinehart’s graphic novella handy for the remainder of this post, from our brief discussion:
Allen: That guy = asshat… “Liberal good ol’ boys?” Wow is THAT an oxymoron.
Tim: They’re GAY, too! Don’t forget GAY.
Allen: “I’ve really encouraged him on more than one occasion to get professional help. He really needs it,” said Sullivan, who is not depicted in the comic. Heh.
Tim: Neither animal, vegetable, or mineral, liberal, good ol’ boy, or gay. And as such, “not depicted”. I like that the article stops short of POW! WHAM! SMASH! usage. However, not crazy about the Some Oklahoma County voters can expect to receive comic books in the mail soon, but the subject matter will have a serious tone. Are they trying to add that to the list of charges against Rinehart? “Not only is he accused of campaign finance violations, HE’S RUINING COMIC BOOKS BY MAKING THEM SERIOUS!! GASP!”

I really hope some 10 year old plucks this beauty out of the mailbox, asks his “liberal, good ol’ boy” (cannot get enough of that phrase!) dad what “anal sodomy” is, and gets this taxpayer-fleecing goon arrested for peddling “filth” to minors, just like poor Gordon Lee (well, except for the fact that Lee didn’t do anything wrong).  And this time, let’s hope the CBLDF is a little too busy to help out.

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Originally from my other blog…

Weeks ago, during a “basking in the afterglow of being overserved but still making it home” moment, I went prowling around the PornoNet to find an image of Captain America playing a snare drum (not a Maker’s Mark soaked fantasy either, I know one exists), only to find this…

Marvel Comics’ Pizzazz Magazine, February 1978

Recollecting the chain of events now, I’m still a little overwhelmed by this picture.

I’ve read about sixty billion comics [1].

If NASA had put as many hours in research as I did watching the first three Star Wars films, then we’d probably be refining oil on Mars by now and not blowing up a spacecraft every 20 years.

I vividly recall the slight trembling in my pre-teen babymaker-cannon upon noticing a Linda Ronstadt poster on my 20-something cousin’s bedroom wall.


So… how on EARTH did this particular magazine slip by me? I bought several issues of Pizzazz, because Marvel Architect Stan Lee was my master at this point–I still assumed he wrote every Marvel Comic, just under 12 pen names.

I’d be willing to get my ass sued off at this point. Which of my Photoshop-literate friends are willing to turn this masterpiece into a Fumble CD cover? (Here’s the catch–you have to keep the “Scintillatin’ Dr. J Poster Calendar” part.)



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[1]And I purchased about half that–if you’re reading this, Dave Sincere or Random Seven-Eleven Manager… HA!

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