Teenage Sith Apprentice

  I wrote this one after offhandedly referring to a female friend of mine as "a girlfriend" and realizing that my first reaction to hearing my own words was "that sounds creepily homosexual." I'm not a big fan of any sort of LGBT behavior. The first three are just gross; the fourth is literally a form of delusion. (Mind, I'm talking about the BEHAVIORS not the PEOPLE.) And I hate the way the PC surrounding LGBT issues sexualizes some of my day to day language. For instance, I can no longer refer to my female friends as my girlfriends without feeling all creepy and weird. Thanks a lot, pc. I also wrote this one trying to purge creepy feelings. I was unbelievably dumb enough to read a UFO spotlight bizarre conspiracist post about how coronavirus was really some secret Chinese plot and really they had concocted it in a lab to quiet the Hong Kong protestors and it turned out to be super deadly and people were dying of a super Ebola blah blah blah and how covid w

  Translation: "Please evict my little sister." I got into slightly more abstract art during the Covid Files. Rather than being a linear story or gag, this is a somewhat melancholy portrayal of Rachel Bucket (felt I had to throw the name in there as a comic relief) as a paranoid PTSDer. I'm a little afraid to label Rachel a PTSD sufferer, actually. I always worry I won't portray it right. I try not to mention it except as "paranoia." But yeah - she freaks, whips around, realizes nothing's wrong, gets irked about having just tricked herself again, then whirls around and punches the air under the influence of a delusion, then realizes yet again and sinks to the ground, exhausted with the effort of fighting it and wondering if she'll ever be mentally intact. It's kinda sad, and it was supposed to be. This is a side of Rachel I rarely show. All right, now for something a little more lighthearted. If Anne, Ava, Esther and Rachel were D&D 4e charac