My latest is up at http://www.tcj.com/morning-becomes-renee/. Therein, I discuss Black Eye: The Anthology of Humor and Despair and my contribution thereto with the writer (and 82-year-old grandmother) Renee Blitz. Here's our opening exchange:
BL: So, Renee, you don’t read comics, right?
RB: As a child, I read all the comics in the Hearst press. I loved Dick Tracy. When Dick Tracy had the two-way wrist radio and when Gravel Geritie had the baby, Sparkle Plenty I think it was called, I felt some kind of thrill. I didn’t know what it was, but I thought, Shit, that’s fucking great. Sparkle Plenty, Gravel Gertie, Two way wrist radio; and Smilin’ Jack with the buttons popping off his shirt every minute. It was a relief to me from the world I was thrown into as a child which is to believe in what is presented to you, believe what we’re telling you. And this was a shout saying, “It’s all a fucking lie!” And I somehow got this as a kid. It’s a fucking lie and they’re fulla shit. I was bored shit in school and these comics were a relief. I loved the colors, these words, these concepts. Their world was different. I’d wait at the candy store for hours Saturday night for someone to scream, “It’s here! The paper” because the comics were life-giving for me.
Causes Bob Levin Supports
Comic Book Legal Defense Fund, ACLU, PEN, Berkeley Emergency Food & Housing Project.