raul grau
Jul 12, 2005, 04:15 pm
<img src="http://www.comixfan.com/xfan/images/logos/cfdlogo.jpg" hspace=10 align=left border=0 alt="Comics For Dummies logo">By Raul Grau, RJacknite@aol.com
Nomad is an Island
In 1945, at the tail end of World War II, Captain America began his extended stay inside of an ice flow, and Bucky, his plucky, patriotic young sidekick, gained entry into the Marvel Book of the Dead. That single moment of loss has defined the anachronistic Avenger for the past forty years, leaving him a shining beacon of an earlier era, and mighty reluctant to go down the teen partner route again. It has been told and retold, but, unfortunately, it was first told in 1963, and no one told the Marvel of 1945 to stop publishing his adventures. Captain America Comics continued into 1950 (and briefly returned in 1954), so Avengers #4 actually created one of Marvel's first retcons. There were two possible solutions to the post-1945 problem: pretend those stories never happened (something DC is plenty fond of doing), or create massive amounts of retroactive continuity... guess which one Marvel chose.
The first post-War Captain America fill-in was the Spirit of '76, another red, white, and blue clad adventurer, who was selected by President Truman to play the Cap role in 1946. He even had his own Bucky, a boy named Fred Davis, who earned the post by virtue of assisting the real Bucky Barnes years earlier. Unfortunately, this Cap was armed with average strength and a steel shield, and died battling a killer android with delusions of grandeur. The Patriot, another red, white, and blue clad adventurer (notice the pattern here?), stepped in as the next Captain, and managed to defeat the aforementioned android, without dying in the process. He took Davis on as his sidekick (seemingly necessary for a Captain), until the second Bucky was driven to retirement by a nasty bullet wound in 1949, but then Patriot recruited the Golden Girl (not Sophia, Dorothy, Rose, or Blanche, but the appropriately named Betsy Ross) as his new partner. In 1950 (coincidentally when Captain America Comics was first cancelled), the Patriot retired from all forms of heroism, believing that symbolism was overrated, and returned to his day job as a reporter for the Daily Bugle (that paper really needs to run better employee background checks).
This brings us to Jack Monroe (actually the subject of this installment, though it did take a couple of paragraphs to get to him). Jack was born on December 7th, 1941, a day that will live in infamy, though for completely unrelated matters. His home of Clutier, Iowa, it turns out, was actually a conclave of post-War Nazi sympathizers, a secret Jack inadvertently exposed when he brought some of his father's Hitler paraphernalia to Show and Tell. The FBI did not take kindly to that, arresting a cross-section of townsfolk, including Jack's father, so young Jack was rewarded for his stooling with a childhood spent in foster care. Despite Uncle Sam making him an orphan, Jack developed a burning love for America, and that extended to a deep admiration (some would say, obsession) for its heroic representatives, Captain America and Bucky (the originals, not the retcons).
The general public believed that all three Captain Americas had been the same man (there is nothing quite like a government lying to the populace), but a 1945 story in the Daily Bugle cast doubt on that belief (hmmm... I wonder how the Bugle got that scoop). One man suspected the truth, and, while researching the life of the original Captain America, came upon Nazi files detailing the ingredients to make a Super-Soldier. He offered the formula to the United States government, but only if they allowed him to undergo the process, and become the next Captain America. Since picking a random subject had actually worked well the first time, Washington agreed, and the eager fellow underwent cosmetic surgery, to give him the appearance and voice of Steve Rodgers, the first Captain America. Unfortunately, the Korean War ended, and seeing no need for a flag-wearing symbol, the program was scrapped, and the volunteer was forcefully unvolunteered.
The disgruntled subject adopted the name Steven Rodgers, and began teaching history at an Connecticut academy where, it just so happens, the now teenaged Jack Monroe was attending. Steven looked like Captain America, Jack looked like Bucky, both loved their idols, so you can see where this is going. Hearing that former Captain America adversary the Red Skull was up to no good, the two donned costumes, underwent a homemade Super-Soldier treatment, and went into action as Captain America and Bucky (the fourth and third, respectively). The Skull turned out to be a Communist imposter, but the heroes were not the originals either, so it all balanced out. This patriotic duo had superstrength far beyond the first Captain, and made short work of various Communist agents in the mid-50s... then they started going after anyone they considered to not be a pure-bloodied American, like blacks for example, and that did not go over as well. The government politely requested that the two undergo some psychological counseling, but they declined the generous offer of free health care, and were soon captured and placed into suspended animation... problem solved.
Many years later (precisely how many depends on which version of Marvel's sliding timeline you are referencing), a disgruntled government employee released the pair, hoping they would strike out at the Commies. They ended up striking out at the real Captain America, who had escaped his icy tomb years earlier (precisely how many depends on... oh, nevermind). Jack and Rodgers II believed Cap to be a fake, and the fact that his sidekick was a tall, African American man with a falcon on his shoulder only added to their argument. The real Captain America stood up, and the pair were placed in suspended animation... again.
Some time later (not getting into that again), Rodgers the second and Jack were defrosted and institutionalized (which they should have been in the first place), but that particular mental hospital happened to be run by Dr. Faustus (with a name like Faustus, he had to be evil). Faustus tested his new batch of mind-control gas on them, even forcing Rodgers to shoot Jack... fortunately for Jack, the gun was unloaded, but Rodgers still believed his young buddy to be dead. Faustus made Rodgers the Grand Director (complete with swastika armband) of National Force, an organization dedicated to causing trouble for 'undesirables' (basically, people who do not look like them). The real Captain America did not take to the idea, once again Rodgers II was defeated, and National Force went their separate, hate-filled ways. Rodgers II had some trouble coping with reality (go figure), and activated his suit's self-destruct sequence, incinerating himself... and ending his reign as the worst Captain America ever.
On the plus side, Jack was placed in SHIELD custody, and, for once, was treated for his insanity, without being drugged or frozen. Doing the occasional side mission for SHIELD, Jack was given the costuming and codename of Nomad. The first Nomad had been the real Steve Rodgers himself, when he was briefly disillusioned with the American government (things have to be pretty bad for Captain America to be disillusioned with America), but after tripping on his own cape, he soon went back to his classic look. The second Nomad was a pawn of the Red Skull, who barely lived long enough to realize that he was a pawn of the Red Skull. So, once again, Jack Monroe was the third person to use his particular codename... originality was never his strong suit.
Monroe again became an apprentice to a Captain America, but at least this one was sane. As Nomad, he vanquished a variety of villains, from presidential snake men to morbidly obese crimelords. Jack eventually broke away from the Captain America back-up bunch, dedicating himself fully to the fight against pimps and drug dealers, and though the battles were easier, the situations were much more morally ambiguous. He was soon blessed with both a new costume (which still had a plunging neck line, but was slightly more butch) and a self-titled miniseries, in which he fought pimp after pimp after pimp for control of a really big gun. Along the way, he rescued (some would say, kidnapped) an infant girl from her crack-addicted, prostitute mother, and named the child 'Bucky', making her the youngest sidekick in Marvel history (most heroes require potty training in their partners). In Alaska, Jack had his last stand against Captain America, the American military, the Russian military, and several other originations who wanted him dead... but, unlike Custer, Jack had an aforementioned really big gun, and blasted his way to the relative safety of Canada.
That brings us to the Nomad monthly series, in which Jack Monroe became a new kind of hero for a new decade... one with long, flowing hair, leather pants, an empty shotgun, and a baby strapped to his back... the 90s sure were odd. He set about trying to restore morality to America, and earn enough money to keep Bucky in fresh diapers. To accomplish both goals, he faced a regular roster of popular guest stars, like US Agent (the right-wing Captain America), Punisher (no moral ambiguity there, just shoot them all), Gambit (well, a mystical doppelganger of Gambit, but that still counts), and Red Wolf... oh, wait, I said popular. Jack dealt with issues that other heroes would not touch (perhaps because they were busy fighting supervillains), from animal cruelty to gay rights, from race riots to Native American self-determination... even the plight of the American transvestite. He even faced a foe who used a HIV-infected syringe as his weapon of choice. You might start to believe that Nomad was preachy and occasionally heavy-handed with its life lessons, and, boy, you could not be more right.
While wandering idly across America, Jack had his reunion with Bucky's birth mother, who was now clean, sober, and a perfect killing machine, so he felt comfortable leaving the baby in her care. He was kidnapped by the almost-forgotten Doctor Faustus, who again futzed with his mind, unlocking his completely-forgotten Nazi-related past, and sending him on an errand of murder... something Jack was now a lot more agreeable about. Fortunately, Captain America (the real one) intervened, prevented Jack from soiling his hands with blood (again), and Faustus was sent to prison... Jack then broke into said prison, and murdered Faustus... remember, new kind of hero. He returned to his hometown of Clutier, only to find that it had become home to a new generation of Nazi sympathizers, led by his former childhood friend, who was himself now a high-ranking Senator, and soon to be the running mate of Ross Perot... yet another reason why we should be thankful that Perot lost.
Nomad was told that Bucky's mother had been placed inside the local hate-monger camp as a sleeper agent (all former prostitutes have that heart of gold), but he blitzed the compound only to find her already dead... and he did not take kindly to that. He found a new really big gun (coincidentally attached to a really big Nazi), and eliminated every living thing in the area (the FBI will never admit it, but they were jealous). He left Bucky V in the care of Hey-Poo-Poo, an information broker and occasional bad guy (so, the perfect father figure), and then stormed the Capital Building in Washington, armed with the aforementioned really big gun the second. Jack and his former buddy, Senator Ingrid, shouted ideological barbs at each other on live television, then Jack shot him, then Ingrid activated his hidden cache of explosives, and there was a quite large boom. Nomad was posthumously hailed as a conflicted hero, and even had a best-seller written about his life, but, secretly, Jack had survived, and was placed into suspended animation (yet again), until America was ready for his brand of in-your-face preachiness.
While taking his enforced nap, Jack was infected with nanoprobes by Henry Peter Gyrich, a long-time thorn in the side of the Avengers and X-Men, but now branching out to hate all superhumans. Gyrich awoke the puppet Jack, dubbed him the Scourge (yet another borrowed codename), and sent him off to eliminate the Thunderbolts, a team of superheroes who had been supervillains but were much nicer now. Scourge successfully killed a few Bolts, but his nanites were disabled, and he joined the hunt for Gyrich (revenge, always the best motivator). It turned out that Gyrich was also being controlled by nanites, so Jack wandered off with no one to pummel, though he was rewarded with a presidential pardon for all his past crimes... and there sure were a few of those.
Recently, Jack made a brief cameo in Captain America and then was vaguely linked to the New Invaders, but his heroic career had stifled a bit, so Marvel did the honorable thing and murdered him. An assassin was plucking off one Super-Soldier after another, and Jack found himself on the wrong side of a shotgun. It now seems that the wandering killer was none other than the original Bucky, working for the Russians, but the nonsensical possibility of the resurrection of Bucky Barnes is a whole other column in itself. Nomad was dead, but at least that meant nothing else could happen to him... then came Captain America #7.
It was retroactively revealed that, a year prior, Jack had learned that his Super-Soldier Serum was spoiling, caused by a number of the ridiculous things that had happened to him in the past. He was slowly dying, losing his enhanced strength, and, eventually, his mind. His time with the Invaders had actually taken place during a particularly long, waking fever dream, but that earned him a copy of Bucky V's adoption records. Bucky, infant sidekick, had become Julia Winters, well-adjusted first-grader in the city of Pittsburgh. He was about to turn himself in for treatment, when he heard of a fiendish entrepreneur, profiting off Bucky and her schoolmates. Jack spent the next nine months foiling a narcotics empire... which, it turns out, did not exist, since the dealers and gangsters he was beating up were just ordinary people, and the perceived drug kingpin was actually an ice cream truck driver. If Bucky (or whoever it was) had not killed Jack when he did, Nomad might have taken out Mister Softee permanently... sometimes a shotgun blast to the chest can be a blessing in disguise.
The very existence of Jack Monroe was demanded by a retcon, a bit of retroactive continuity was slowly killing him, but at least his murder occurred in the present. He was the hero of the 90s, but the 90s ended, and unless you are VH1, you've pretty much put that decade behind you. He was the third boy to be Bucky, and then the third man to be Nomad... one day, he could have become the third Wolverine, or Speedball, or Marvel Girl, but now he will never have that chance. Farewell, Jack Monroe... I'm sure SHEILD already has you back in suspended animation somewhere, so may you find yourself slightly less insane when next you are unfrozen.
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Raul Grau was pleasantly surprised when he realized that Comics For Dummies has now been running for slightly over a full year. He was quite disappointed, though, when he realized that Hey-Poo-Poo had not appeared since Nomad was canceled.
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The opinions expressed in this column are solely those of the writer, and are not reflective of Comixfan or its other staff in general.
Nomad is an Island
In 1945, at the tail end of World War II, Captain America began his extended stay inside of an ice flow, and Bucky, his plucky, patriotic young sidekick, gained entry into the Marvel Book of the Dead. That single moment of loss has defined the anachronistic Avenger for the past forty years, leaving him a shining beacon of an earlier era, and mighty reluctant to go down the teen partner route again. It has been told and retold, but, unfortunately, it was first told in 1963, and no one told the Marvel of 1945 to stop publishing his adventures. Captain America Comics continued into 1950 (and briefly returned in 1954), so Avengers #4 actually created one of Marvel's first retcons. There were two possible solutions to the post-1945 problem: pretend those stories never happened (something DC is plenty fond of doing), or create massive amounts of retroactive continuity... guess which one Marvel chose.
The first post-War Captain America fill-in was the Spirit of '76, another red, white, and blue clad adventurer, who was selected by President Truman to play the Cap role in 1946. He even had his own Bucky, a boy named Fred Davis, who earned the post by virtue of assisting the real Bucky Barnes years earlier. Unfortunately, this Cap was armed with average strength and a steel shield, and died battling a killer android with delusions of grandeur. The Patriot, another red, white, and blue clad adventurer (notice the pattern here?), stepped in as the next Captain, and managed to defeat the aforementioned android, without dying in the process. He took Davis on as his sidekick (seemingly necessary for a Captain), until the second Bucky was driven to retirement by a nasty bullet wound in 1949, but then Patriot recruited the Golden Girl (not Sophia, Dorothy, Rose, or Blanche, but the appropriately named Betsy Ross) as his new partner. In 1950 (coincidentally when Captain America Comics was first cancelled), the Patriot retired from all forms of heroism, believing that symbolism was overrated, and returned to his day job as a reporter for the Daily Bugle (that paper really needs to run better employee background checks).
This brings us to Jack Monroe (actually the subject of this installment, though it did take a couple of paragraphs to get to him). Jack was born on December 7th, 1941, a day that will live in infamy, though for completely unrelated matters. His home of Clutier, Iowa, it turns out, was actually a conclave of post-War Nazi sympathizers, a secret Jack inadvertently exposed when he brought some of his father's Hitler paraphernalia to Show and Tell. The FBI did not take kindly to that, arresting a cross-section of townsfolk, including Jack's father, so young Jack was rewarded for his stooling with a childhood spent in foster care. Despite Uncle Sam making him an orphan, Jack developed a burning love for America, and that extended to a deep admiration (some would say, obsession) for its heroic representatives, Captain America and Bucky (the originals, not the retcons).
The general public believed that all three Captain Americas had been the same man (there is nothing quite like a government lying to the populace), but a 1945 story in the Daily Bugle cast doubt on that belief (hmmm... I wonder how the Bugle got that scoop). One man suspected the truth, and, while researching the life of the original Captain America, came upon Nazi files detailing the ingredients to make a Super-Soldier. He offered the formula to the United States government, but only if they allowed him to undergo the process, and become the next Captain America. Since picking a random subject had actually worked well the first time, Washington agreed, and the eager fellow underwent cosmetic surgery, to give him the appearance and voice of Steve Rodgers, the first Captain America. Unfortunately, the Korean War ended, and seeing no need for a flag-wearing symbol, the program was scrapped, and the volunteer was forcefully unvolunteered.
The disgruntled subject adopted the name Steven Rodgers, and began teaching history at an Connecticut academy where, it just so happens, the now teenaged Jack Monroe was attending. Steven looked like Captain America, Jack looked like Bucky, both loved their idols, so you can see where this is going. Hearing that former Captain America adversary the Red Skull was up to no good, the two donned costumes, underwent a homemade Super-Soldier treatment, and went into action as Captain America and Bucky (the fourth and third, respectively). The Skull turned out to be a Communist imposter, but the heroes were not the originals either, so it all balanced out. This patriotic duo had superstrength far beyond the first Captain, and made short work of various Communist agents in the mid-50s... then they started going after anyone they considered to not be a pure-bloodied American, like blacks for example, and that did not go over as well. The government politely requested that the two undergo some psychological counseling, but they declined the generous offer of free health care, and were soon captured and placed into suspended animation... problem solved.
Many years later (precisely how many depends on which version of Marvel's sliding timeline you are referencing), a disgruntled government employee released the pair, hoping they would strike out at the Commies. They ended up striking out at the real Captain America, who had escaped his icy tomb years earlier (precisely how many depends on... oh, nevermind). Jack and Rodgers II believed Cap to be a fake, and the fact that his sidekick was a tall, African American man with a falcon on his shoulder only added to their argument. The real Captain America stood up, and the pair were placed in suspended animation... again.
Some time later (not getting into that again), Rodgers the second and Jack were defrosted and institutionalized (which they should have been in the first place), but that particular mental hospital happened to be run by Dr. Faustus (with a name like Faustus, he had to be evil). Faustus tested his new batch of mind-control gas on them, even forcing Rodgers to shoot Jack... fortunately for Jack, the gun was unloaded, but Rodgers still believed his young buddy to be dead. Faustus made Rodgers the Grand Director (complete with swastika armband) of National Force, an organization dedicated to causing trouble for 'undesirables' (basically, people who do not look like them). The real Captain America did not take to the idea, once again Rodgers II was defeated, and National Force went their separate, hate-filled ways. Rodgers II had some trouble coping with reality (go figure), and activated his suit's self-destruct sequence, incinerating himself... and ending his reign as the worst Captain America ever.
On the plus side, Jack was placed in SHIELD custody, and, for once, was treated for his insanity, without being drugged or frozen. Doing the occasional side mission for SHIELD, Jack was given the costuming and codename of Nomad. The first Nomad had been the real Steve Rodgers himself, when he was briefly disillusioned with the American government (things have to be pretty bad for Captain America to be disillusioned with America), but after tripping on his own cape, he soon went back to his classic look. The second Nomad was a pawn of the Red Skull, who barely lived long enough to realize that he was a pawn of the Red Skull. So, once again, Jack Monroe was the third person to use his particular codename... originality was never his strong suit.
Monroe again became an apprentice to a Captain America, but at least this one was sane. As Nomad, he vanquished a variety of villains, from presidential snake men to morbidly obese crimelords. Jack eventually broke away from the Captain America back-up bunch, dedicating himself fully to the fight against pimps and drug dealers, and though the battles were easier, the situations were much more morally ambiguous. He was soon blessed with both a new costume (which still had a plunging neck line, but was slightly more butch) and a self-titled miniseries, in which he fought pimp after pimp after pimp for control of a really big gun. Along the way, he rescued (some would say, kidnapped) an infant girl from her crack-addicted, prostitute mother, and named the child 'Bucky', making her the youngest sidekick in Marvel history (most heroes require potty training in their partners). In Alaska, Jack had his last stand against Captain America, the American military, the Russian military, and several other originations who wanted him dead... but, unlike Custer, Jack had an aforementioned really big gun, and blasted his way to the relative safety of Canada.
That brings us to the Nomad monthly series, in which Jack Monroe became a new kind of hero for a new decade... one with long, flowing hair, leather pants, an empty shotgun, and a baby strapped to his back... the 90s sure were odd. He set about trying to restore morality to America, and earn enough money to keep Bucky in fresh diapers. To accomplish both goals, he faced a regular roster of popular guest stars, like US Agent (the right-wing Captain America), Punisher (no moral ambiguity there, just shoot them all), Gambit (well, a mystical doppelganger of Gambit, but that still counts), and Red Wolf... oh, wait, I said popular. Jack dealt with issues that other heroes would not touch (perhaps because they were busy fighting supervillains), from animal cruelty to gay rights, from race riots to Native American self-determination... even the plight of the American transvestite. He even faced a foe who used a HIV-infected syringe as his weapon of choice. You might start to believe that Nomad was preachy and occasionally heavy-handed with its life lessons, and, boy, you could not be more right.
While wandering idly across America, Jack had his reunion with Bucky's birth mother, who was now clean, sober, and a perfect killing machine, so he felt comfortable leaving the baby in her care. He was kidnapped by the almost-forgotten Doctor Faustus, who again futzed with his mind, unlocking his completely-forgotten Nazi-related past, and sending him on an errand of murder... something Jack was now a lot more agreeable about. Fortunately, Captain America (the real one) intervened, prevented Jack from soiling his hands with blood (again), and Faustus was sent to prison... Jack then broke into said prison, and murdered Faustus... remember, new kind of hero. He returned to his hometown of Clutier, only to find that it had become home to a new generation of Nazi sympathizers, led by his former childhood friend, who was himself now a high-ranking Senator, and soon to be the running mate of Ross Perot... yet another reason why we should be thankful that Perot lost.
Nomad was told that Bucky's mother had been placed inside the local hate-monger camp as a sleeper agent (all former prostitutes have that heart of gold), but he blitzed the compound only to find her already dead... and he did not take kindly to that. He found a new really big gun (coincidentally attached to a really big Nazi), and eliminated every living thing in the area (the FBI will never admit it, but they were jealous). He left Bucky V in the care of Hey-Poo-Poo, an information broker and occasional bad guy (so, the perfect father figure), and then stormed the Capital Building in Washington, armed with the aforementioned really big gun the second. Jack and his former buddy, Senator Ingrid, shouted ideological barbs at each other on live television, then Jack shot him, then Ingrid activated his hidden cache of explosives, and there was a quite large boom. Nomad was posthumously hailed as a conflicted hero, and even had a best-seller written about his life, but, secretly, Jack had survived, and was placed into suspended animation (yet again), until America was ready for his brand of in-your-face preachiness.
While taking his enforced nap, Jack was infected with nanoprobes by Henry Peter Gyrich, a long-time thorn in the side of the Avengers and X-Men, but now branching out to hate all superhumans. Gyrich awoke the puppet Jack, dubbed him the Scourge (yet another borrowed codename), and sent him off to eliminate the Thunderbolts, a team of superheroes who had been supervillains but were much nicer now. Scourge successfully killed a few Bolts, but his nanites were disabled, and he joined the hunt for Gyrich (revenge, always the best motivator). It turned out that Gyrich was also being controlled by nanites, so Jack wandered off with no one to pummel, though he was rewarded with a presidential pardon for all his past crimes... and there sure were a few of those.
Recently, Jack made a brief cameo in Captain America and then was vaguely linked to the New Invaders, but his heroic career had stifled a bit, so Marvel did the honorable thing and murdered him. An assassin was plucking off one Super-Soldier after another, and Jack found himself on the wrong side of a shotgun. It now seems that the wandering killer was none other than the original Bucky, working for the Russians, but the nonsensical possibility of the resurrection of Bucky Barnes is a whole other column in itself. Nomad was dead, but at least that meant nothing else could happen to him... then came Captain America #7.
It was retroactively revealed that, a year prior, Jack had learned that his Super-Soldier Serum was spoiling, caused by a number of the ridiculous things that had happened to him in the past. He was slowly dying, losing his enhanced strength, and, eventually, his mind. His time with the Invaders had actually taken place during a particularly long, waking fever dream, but that earned him a copy of Bucky V's adoption records. Bucky, infant sidekick, had become Julia Winters, well-adjusted first-grader in the city of Pittsburgh. He was about to turn himself in for treatment, when he heard of a fiendish entrepreneur, profiting off Bucky and her schoolmates. Jack spent the next nine months foiling a narcotics empire... which, it turns out, did not exist, since the dealers and gangsters he was beating up were just ordinary people, and the perceived drug kingpin was actually an ice cream truck driver. If Bucky (or whoever it was) had not killed Jack when he did, Nomad might have taken out Mister Softee permanently... sometimes a shotgun blast to the chest can be a blessing in disguise.
The very existence of Jack Monroe was demanded by a retcon, a bit of retroactive continuity was slowly killing him, but at least his murder occurred in the present. He was the hero of the 90s, but the 90s ended, and unless you are VH1, you've pretty much put that decade behind you. He was the third boy to be Bucky, and then the third man to be Nomad... one day, he could have become the third Wolverine, or Speedball, or Marvel Girl, but now he will never have that chance. Farewell, Jack Monroe... I'm sure SHEILD already has you back in suspended animation somewhere, so may you find yourself slightly less insane when next you are unfrozen.
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Raul Grau was pleasantly surprised when he realized that Comics For Dummies has now been running for slightly over a full year. He was quite disappointed, though, when he realized that Hey-Poo-Poo had not appeared since Nomad was canceled.
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The opinions expressed in this column are solely those of the writer, and are not reflective of Comixfan or its other staff in general.