I am deaf and I used to work in software. I have been unemployed recently, thanks to my dear old boss, Dave. He had screwed up a company partnership which in turn gets him sued. The company is shut down because of Dave’s dodgy dealings.

What pissed me off is that Dave has not paid me my wages, despite promises he will pay me.  I haven’t heard a peep from Dave for several months. I am disappointed as I worked overtime. I even gave up one of my holidays to get him out of a difficult situation to accomodate a client.

Dave was my mentor. He gave me guidance and tips on organising my workload. It has changed my way of working for the better.

I knew Dave, I met his wife and his children. I know where he lives.

The way he shafted me on my wages left me with a bitter taste. Outside of family, I cannot trust anyone anymore. I was naive to trust Dave. He changed his contact details to avoid any former employees looking for their wages. Dave has stolen my wages from me. He has disappointed me.

I am full of anger that if I ever see him in town, it will take sheer willpower for me NOT to deal any damage to Dave. I have unhealthy thoughts where I just want to physically destroy him and I do not like it.

It is not healthy to be angry 100% of the time. To make matters worst, I rarely see anyone and I am on my own. Don’t worry, folks. I am going nowhere near Dave. I do not hurt people. Period.

So I’m trying to focus in a positive way and do my all to gain a new job.

—–GCs—–

Best Buy

The Apple Store (online or retail)

Amazon.ca (can purchase these online)

RW&Co

HMV

—–Books—–

The Tin Box – Holly Kennedy

—–Games—–

New Super Mario Bros. Wii (Wii – $59)

Wii Fit Plus (disc only, Wii – $24)

Dragon Age: Origins (PC – $48)

Fire Emblem: Shadow Dragon (Nintendo DS – $35)

—–Miscellaneous—–

Safey Razor – such as this one

For those of you who don’t know, recently Dave (Tablo’s brother) posted some harsh criticisms about the recent Infinity Challenge New York episodes. You can find the translated blog entries at www.allkpop.com

I have to say, I kind of agree with him. I’ve had experiences the other way round, when my friends and I were sharing our Aussie humour in Japan and people were just like “wtf? These guys are total losers”. We realized it just wasn’t a good idea. What’s funny in one country can be considered insulting, or ridiculous somewhere else. It was obvious the IC boys didn’t really have their heads on straight during filming, as it was meant to be about spreading the word about Korean food. Loitering around on the streets asking random English phrases about kimchi was not the way to do that. There are other effective, intelligent ways to be funny.

I get the comment about people saying “We’re Koreans, why should we speak proper English?” But honestly, the fact stands that the MCs were Koreans in America. So if they want Korean food/Koreans/Asians to be respected and not to be passed off as idiots and put into a horrible stereotype, they need to show a greater level of professionalism and communicate properly. If I had gone to any country and done that, the locals would’ve thought I was a tool, too. It accomplishes nothing but gaining a bad reputation for a whole ethnicity. Unfortunately, that’s the way the world works these days.

I believe they weren’t just comedians going over there, they were representatives… ambassadors, if you will. They should have taken more care in the way they acted. I also found it embarrassing to watch. They should have taken into consideration the New York culture and thought seriously about whether what they were going to do was an appropriate representation of a nation before deciding to goof off.

But, in all honestly… Dave could’ve put that in a better way. There’s no need to use profanity when you know so many people will read and react strongly to your words. If anything, he should’ve thought of his brother before he clicked on “submit”.

–I might be bashed for this, but I believe I’ve been diplomatic enough. Go ahead.

Remember the kerfuffle over photographers in the Field of Remembrance on Armistice Day?  Both Gordon Brown and David Cameron have apologised to officials at Westminster Abbey.  Good.  Do you think it is possible for politicians to depoliticise anything?  Perhaps not.

I have never been an early Christmas shopper.  I like shopping when I’m in the Christmas spirit.  And it super annoys me when people skip over Thanksgiving…my favorite holiday of the year.  But this year, since we’re leaving for Florida on the 18th, I feel more urgency and stress surrounding our holidays.  So this afternoon Dave and I started shopping for the kids.  We went to Farm & Fleet with the intention of simply browsing and getting ideas, but we ended up getting several gifts for the kids that we think they will love.  We also got a few gifts for some friends, and more importantly, we got organized.  That helped me calm down a lot.  Later, while grocery shopping, I even picked up some stocking stuffers!  Me…buying stocking stuffers in November…when it’s still fall outside and our Christmas lights, while already hung due to nice weathe, will not be turned on until the day after Thanksgiving.  Unheard of! 

I still hate shopping early, and I did miss shopping while being caught up in the spirit of the holidays.  But you gotta do what you gotta do, and if being ready to leave on December 18^th means I have to shop early, I’ll gladly do it.

Today’s pictures is from backstage at The Fray concert. A friend of mine who works for the concert board asked me if I was interested in photographing a meet and greet. Though I usually prefer shooting live music rather than candids backstage, I figured I’d give it a try. Overall the concert was solid; they can certainly back their music live, only downside of their expressive music is some of their tunes are too gloomy for a concert setting. I would definitely suggest seeing them in concert if you’re giving the chance.

After photographing the meet and greet, I asked them if they would each be willing to do individual shots. It’s quite rare that I take post pictures straight how they come out of my camera, but I wanted to go for the film feel of my favorite photographers, Ryan Russell. Well here’s my favorite photo from the shoot of Dave Welsh, the lead guitarist of The Fray:

Last night, Rob made an appearance on The Late Show with David Letterman.  Check out this funny interview!

Part 1

Part 2

Source.

Ciao sono il vostro amato Mister Dave, vi segnalo il sito del mio cuginetto indiano. Ovviamente anche lui è una celebrità nel suo paese ed è famosissimo per i suoi interventi pedanti, prolissi e inopportuni.

Ciao ragazzi, ci vediamo alla prossima puntata di ATBWD!

Eureka grido! Eureka!

E’ festa grande per CSK La Rissa! Quindi io Mr Dave gioisco insieme a voi players!!! Quindi Eureka!!!

Ebbene questo sospirato punto è stato finalmente vendemmiato! CSK La Rissa deve brindare!

E proseguendo con termini a me familiari dico che CSK La Rissa sta organizzando il proprio vitigno a regola d’arte!

E quale miglior vino di un ottimo brick di Ronco per poter brindare?

Quindi io Mr Dave brindo con voi players!!

Libiamo! Eureka! Eureka!

Mr Dave

So it’s cold outside now and my lips are chapped which has led me on a scavenger hunt for the Burt’s Bees Wax

Of course I can’t find the damn thing anywhere. You know at first you think that they make those things small so that they will be convenient and easy to carry around. Now that I think of it though, I have never used an entire tube of chap stick in my life. Never even seen the bottom of the tube. I’m starting to think that they just make them that small so you have to buy 3-4 during the winter and then of course you lose them all over the warmer months causing you to start the cycle all over again.

You would think with all that money ole Burt would try to look a little better. Check him out;

Here he his pictured with Dave;

Off the lip subject, pretty sure I am going to the Dan Auerbach concert at Minglewood Hall on Friday. He is the lead singer of The Black Keys. Should be a pretty good concert. He was influenced a lot by Junior Kimbrough who is from a town in Mississippi about an hour from here. He even recorded a CD of all Junior covers so I’m sure we will hear some good shit. If anyone wants to go give me a call. See songs below.

Junior Kimbrough- I Gotta Try You Girl; This song got me hooked on this guy

The Black Keys- Your Touch

This morning, on my way to work, at around 8.45am, I had a little accident.

I was early, (no, not running late for once!) & stationary. The lights changed, from red to green, but as with all morning rush hours, there was traffic galore, so needless to say i couldn’t move very far. I was barely hitting 10 miles an hr, & i must have slipped on something in the road (maybe oil, or rain). I felt my car slip. I slammed on the brakes, but smashed straight into the guy in front. Bummer! I knew i was going to hit him, so to try to minimise damage, i turned my steering wheel, & managed to hit his rear left end, thus damaging my drivers front side. Me, in my tiny Ford Ka, felt the brunt of the impact (obv!) & the other guy (Stuart) luckily was ok in his Audi A4 (read *Tank*). As this happened on a roundabout (literally just down the ring road from my home!) we drove on to the nearby lay-by, in which we both got out and inspected the damage. He got off lightly (a slight bumper scratch), & mine, however, is un-drivable I guess the main thing is that no-one is hurt.

I couldn’t stop shaking! I was fine, but thought ‘”fuck that’s my no-claims bonus gone!” (i’ve already had one accident, 2 yrs ago!) Anyway, i got out, & Stuart was ever so kind, he made sure i was ok, & we sat in my car (as the weather was crap) & exchanged details etc. We left on really good terms, & then we both drove away. I had to sit in traffic, behind him, for what seemed like forever, until the next roundabout whereby i could get off & go to my local garage for help. During my wait in traffic i called Mum. I didn’t tell her what had happened, but just left a message to get her to call me back. I appreciated she was in work, & there’s nothing she could do, but “turn your fucking phone on!” I then immediately rang my Love, Dave, he too didn’t pick up. So i rang the girlies @ work (i was due to start @ 9.30am!) & also left messages to say what had happened etc. I then got perhaps the most needed call i’ve had in a long time. Dave called & asked what was up…i explained etc. It was so good to hear his voice, he was so concerned, he calmed me down. Love.

Anyway, i got to my garage, & Ray (the owner, & a family friend) had a good look at it, removed some scary looking pieces of glass etc. He even had to use a crow-bar to pull the side-wing out from the engine! He told me to go through insurance-it’s going to cost too much otherwise. He said i could drive it home, but that’s it. I then called Dave & told him how i got on, & said i was on my way home. He said “which way?”, & as i said whereabouts i was, i saw him walking towards me! It was so good to see him! ^_^

He got in the car (still pissing it down!), kissed me (several times), & made sure i was safe! No one has ever done something like that for me. Dropped everything to see me, & make sure i was ok. X

We got home, he made me a v sweet cup of tea (he said i ‘was in shock’) & i relaxed (somewhat!). I love how much he cares for me! I spoke to Mum, told her everything, & she assumed i was driving too fast…i was to blame…blah, blah, blah…(defaults), informed the girlies some more, & then began the hunt for my insurance documents etc. I got it all sorted-i’ve lost my no claims bonus (i had 2 yrs!), i’ve lost my car (read *my life!*), some of my independence, & i have to wait until 2moro morning to receive a courtesy car. Other than that i’m ok! A little shaken up, but ok.

So, Mr. Jones writes back!  Apparently, he’s a fan.  Ha ha ha.

Writes back to what, you ask?  Well, a response to an email about the Toasty Torpedo ads… which stemmed from earlier emails about Subway’s lack of customer respect.

from Jones, Tony <tjones2@quiznos.com>
to ERiC AiXeLsyD <world.and.lunar.domination@gmail.com>
date Tue, Nov 17, 2009 at 9:53 PM
subject RE: The Quiznos Toasty TorpedoT ads?

 

Eric,

I enjoy your observations and yes, the Torpedo ads vs. the reality can seem diverse. Of course, with the type of bread that is used in this offering, heavier than most, I have found to be very filling and I speak from experience… I love the tuna torpedo, if properly made, and have a difficult time trying to eat more than one in one sitting. I have tried to order two and ended up about 1 ½ till being way-too-full; The heaviness of the bread, even though it looks like a breadstick, serves to be quite filling; Also, yes, the various forms of our past ads have been quite innovative and sometimes just plain ‘rebellious’. Our image has historically kind of gone down that road… with ‘baby bob’, etc. In fact, we have even had past campaigns of ‘being pioneers’…which is somewhat accurate…. First to toast, first with select breads, and first with gourmet sauces…etc… the Subways, and others competitors of the world, have graciously copied some of these endeavors. Etc…

On a side note though…. You are gifted and creative with the pen… with an edgy insight into ‘areas in need of improvement’ for various businesses; Have you ever thought of getting into an independent consulting capacity… or maybe franchise news journaling? Your giftedness at using humor along with wit, and poking fun at the various misuses, and abuses by brands could end up with a great following; Franchising and branding is such a HUGE industry, I’m sure there would be an equally HUGE following for this kind of venue. Just a thought man,

Have a great week,

Tony

Ah ha! Flattery will get you everywhere, I guess. Consulting? Me? So, people will pay me to do this stuff?  I wonder that the hell franchise news journaling is?  I may have to get to Googling that, or at least asking Mr. Jones where to start.  I still don’t think I can call him “Indiana”, though.

At any rate, I look forward to any comments.  I know you’re out there reading, and I’m getting feedback via Facebook & Twitter… but you can comment here too.  It’s all good, and it helps out my WordPress stats.  Ha ha ha.  You can even get your avatar to show up here if you use Gravatar or (I think) OpenID, or if you’re already logged into your own WordPress account.

I arrived home to a message on the answering machine  from NCO.  Generic.  They didn’t even leave a name of whom they were calling for.  I almost didn’t even bother returning it.  Estate is closed.  I’m not responsible for anything that doesn’t have my name on it.

The collection calls make me angry and upset me.  I can just feel my blood pressure raise and the anger pulsate through my body when I have to deal with them.  I had been having a good day and wasn’t in the mood to have it ruined.

I think I get upset because John and I worked so hard to have excellent credit.  While the news was busy reporting about the terrible economy and  how credit wasn’t being given we had taken out a home equity loan with no problems whatsoever.  John and I always had fun seeing which of us had the higher FICO usually we both were between 790s and low 800s.  It was usually a toss up as to which of us was higher.  Usually it was, John since he had more credit and a longer history.  Funny, how having less credit owed and fewer accounts can lower a score.

I HATE to think of him getting collection calls.  I would hate to see what his FICO would look like now.  But he’s dead.  FICO’s don’t matter anymore.  If I was terribly bothered I could have paid the bills, but I’m not responsible.  His debts died with him.  I have a large mortgage and a son to raise.

The register of wills had warned me and I already knew that credit card companies would be more than happy to let me assume the debt.  She had let me know that I was NOT responsible.

Chase asked me up front.

NO!!!  NO!!! NO!!!

I wonder how many people in their moments of grief or confusion, say yes.  I hate when people try to take advantage of widows and I’ve already had a few occasions that I’ve felt that way.  Being a young widow sucks- a long lonely life ahead of me and having to be a single parent- but at least I have all of my senses with me- I’m not confused or gullible (or no more so than I was when I had John around) or senile.

The first collection agency call that I returned was from Chase.  I was rather abrupt with the lady.  I told her that I’d already notified Chase and they had the information.  I had told them that the estate was closed.  I told her that I knew it was not my responsibility.  I told her I’d lost my husband- the love of my life- to cancer and how terrible that was.  Nathaniel wasn’t happy and was screaming in the background.  I think she just wanted me off of her line.  She told me that she’d take care of it and I confirmed that I would not receive any more calls.  Thus far, I have not.

Today, while I was feeding I returned the call to NCO.  My policy has been that if the company can’t bother enough to leave a name- I can’t be bothered enough to return a call, but; I figured if I didn’t, they’d keep calling and I need my sleep.  I also figured that I had horses to feed and if I could multitask it would be done and over with before grain was dispensed.

The first lady that answered the phone asked for the reference number.  I told her I didn’t have it.  She looked up the account by the phone number.  She said she was calling for John Smith.  I said, “He’s dead.”  The line went dead.  I assume she hung up as I was on the land line.

I called back and the next gentleman, Frank, saw instantly that John had passed away and said that it would be taken care of and I would not receive any calls.  I asked where the bill was from.  It was a co-pay from Hopkins.

It felt greedy to me that they would bother sending a co-pay to a collection agency after all of the thousands of dollars that they got from Care First.  John’s IL2 treatments were about 100,000 alone.

Dr. Sharfman gave up on John months ago and wanted him in hospice.  He didn’t even care enough to call with condolences, come to the services, send flowers, or send a card.  Instead all I got- like 6 weeks after John had died- was a form letter that wasn’t even folded straight.

I pictured the death notification getting put in a pile on somebody’s desk and it getting handled when there was time.  Of course, why would John’s death be important to Dr. Sharfman?  His life certainly wasn’t.

I feel like there was a lot of John’s care with Dr. Sharfman at Hopkins that was “put in some pile.”  It was known that John had cancer in his bones, but they never put him on medication to combat that (the orthopedic doctor was surprised and surprised that John didn’t have an orthopedic doctor as part of his care team).  John also got one treatment to boost his blood count and was supposed to get it with every chemo, but he didn’t (it was painful and I knew John didn’t want it, so I never pushed the issue.)  Then there was the time that I practically had to throw a fit to get a damn x-ray of his hip that was causing John constant pain.  That hospital doctor irritated me to no end- standing there watching John writhe in pain, but doing nothing for it.

The most important lesson that I learned through John’s illness is that you have to stand up for your own care… nobody else is going to stand up for you.  You are your own health care advocate.  The doctors and nurses have other rooms to go to, other patients to visit.  The patient has one life and it is his/hers alone to live.  The patient must cope with pain, with disabilities, etc and find a way to continue living.  The doctors- they move on- it’s not his/her body or his/her pain.  (I certainly don’t want to slam the medical community because there are excellent doctors and nurses out there- we had some.  Dr. Sharfman was just not the right doctor for us.  He is known for being a whiz at IL2 and does come  highly regarded.  I also do know that we aren’t alone in our dissatisfaction.)

I know there are probably critics out there that would say, you just don’t like the man because your husband died.  I would beg to differ.  I realize that everybody can’t be saved.  We were fighting a losing battle, we knew the odds were stacked against us.  A little compassion goes a long way and we needed a doctor who was realistic, but willing to support us and be our commander for our battle.

We still respected Dr. Khatri after Ann died.

Although I’d admit, I wouldn’t send my worst enemy (if I had a worst enemy) to Dr. Thresher after he misdiagnosed Ann (sinus infection was diagnosed as sinus cancer), Dave (I was told that John’s father also had the same misdiagnosis sinus infection was later correctly diagnosed as  lung cancer), & myself (I was basically told that my pain that was later diagnosed as interstitial cystitis was all in my head and that I should swim to help my muscles).

In my experiences, Dr. Foster, our cat vet, did the best job of handling impending death.  We had taken Stray Grey (Toby) to him after he had been attacked by something.  Dr. Foster examined him and found his injuries to be life ending.  He called and compassionately explained the extend of the injures.  Dr. Foster explained the injuries without belittling my intelligence and simultaneously not speaking over my head.  His professional opinion was that he recommended euthanasia.  He offered the option that we could send him to a specialist at Penn State, but that it was highly unlikely that he’d survive and given the fact that Toby was a stray and not used to human handling it would terrify him and he would probably fight any efforts to heal him.  He thought about the patient and didn’t want Toby to experience fear or terror since he already distrusted humans.  I gave him the okay to euthanize and felt confident knowing I’d made the right decision.

More about Toby later…

I know that Hopkins was just doing business.  Writing off and clearing their bad debts.  It breaks my heart to think of John as a “bad debt.”

But, I guess in a way, I’m just doing business too.  The law says I’m not responsible.  Somebody else can take the loss… I’ve had enough.

I came across this piece in the Oxford Young People’s Guide to Film, or the Young People’s Oxford Guide to film, or the Oxford Film Guide for Young People. One of them. It was published in 1995, pre-IMDb, and you can tell.

Here is the entry for 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968: dir. Stanley Kubrick), a film I love (SPOILERS I guess). I’ve pointed out all mistakes below.

2001: A Space Odyssey is based on a novel

Wrong. It’s inspired by a short story called ‘The Sentinel’ written by Arthur C. Clarke. The novel was developed alongside the movie by Clarke and Kubrick.

by sci-fi author Arthur C. Clarke. The complex storyline starts four million years ago,

Wrong. It starts at ‘The Dawn of Man’, helpfully pointed out in the movie.

when peace-loving apes

Wrong. They’re just normal apes. The whole point of the opening scene is that they’re not self-conscious enough to be anything.

discover a black slab of stone,

Wrong. It’s never revealed to be stone. Also it’s called a monolith, but I’ll cut the writer some slack, this is meant for Young People.

which somehow causes them to evolve into violent hunters, prepared to kill to protect their territory.

Wrong. It causes them to evolve into humans. Again, see the title at beginning of the section.

Then, sometime in the distant future,

Wrong. It’s definitely set in 2001. Clue’s in the title.

the slab begins signalling from the moon

Wrong. It’s a different monolith that’s been buried on the moon.

and a craft, controlled by a computer called HAL, is sent to investigate.

Wrong. It’s sent to Jupiter. This segment has the title ‘Jupiter Mission’.

In mid-voyage, HAL starts to malfunction and wipes out the crew before one astronaut manages to disconnect it

Looking good so far.

and return safety to earth.

I don’t think he’s seen the movie.

2001 transformed special effects and inspired many later sci-fi blockbusters. Viewed today, the effects are still startling. It took over three years to shoot at a cost of some £10.5 million. Echoing many of the themes popular in the 1950s,

It doesn’t really. 1950s sci-fi was full of cold war paranoia metaphor (The Day the Earth Stood Still, 1951) and creature features (Creature From the Black Lagoon, 1954, et al), with the occasional 1984 (1955) and Village of the Damned (1960) that dared to think outside the sci-fi conventions.

However, these were both based on books, as was the spate of H. G. Wells adaptations (The War of the Worlds, 1954, Journey to the Centre of the Earth, 1959, The Time Machine, 1960, etc.) and the big stand out, Forbidden Planet, which was of course based on Shakespeare’s The Tempest. I see none of these films’ themes in 2001.

the film shows that although humanity has become increasingly greedy and brutal, it still has the power to reform.

This isn’t what the movie’s about. No-one reforms in this movie, literally or metaphorically. Likewise there’s no greed or brutality on display. Kubrick deliberately went for cold, emotionless performances from his actors.

Maybe what he means is mankind’s arrogance in thinking that they’re top dog in the universe, and thinking that they can explain the whole universe. That ties in with the HAL plot – often mistakenly made the focus of discussion on this film – with mankind thinking they can create a sentient machine and have everything all work out.

(Side note: I heard somewhere that the reason HAL malfunctions is because, for secrecy reasons, he’s asked to lie about the purpose of the mission before they set off, and so his values and principles are all distorted.)

Let’s let the Film Guide take us home:

Audiences either loved or loathed 2001, and to this day books and articles are published which try to explain its meaning.

The cover of Alan Moore's Watchmen

Watchmen was written by Alan Moore and illustrated by Dave Gibbons. Watchmen was originally a mini-series published under DC Comics, it spanned one year with twelve issues and was collected into a graphic novel around 2005. It was the winner of the Hugo Award and was the only graphic novel on Time Magazine’s list of the top 100 English novels.

Watchmen has been widely received as the most celebrated graphic novel of all time. Many times director’s had tried to adapt the book to film, and in 2009 in some ways Zack Snyder (director of 300) succeeded.Many fans did not like the film very much, personally I thought it was a pretty faithful adaption, click here to read my review of the film.

The story follows that of six would-be heroes who decide to take the law into their own hands after the Minute Men were disbanded sometime in 1940. The characters consist of Silk Spectre II, Nite Owl II, Dr. Manhattan, The Comedian, Ozymandias, and Rorschach. After the Comedian is killed Rorschach begins investigating his death, he comes up with the theory that there is a “mask killer”. He then proceeds to inform all of the retired heroes of the Comedian’s death and his mask killer theory. The heroes must then overcome their differences and band together to stop World War III.

Next, the characters of Watchmen:

The Silk Spectre II

Laurie Juspeczyk aka Silk Spectre II is the daughter of the original Silk Spectre, her mother forced into the role of a masked adventurer (masked is sort of false as she doesn’t actually have one but what are you gonna do?). She is Dr, Manhattan’s girl friend, however, she leaves him in the third chapter.

Nite Owl II

Dan Dreiberg aka Nite Owl II took the role of Nite Owl when one of the old heroes in the Minute Men retired. He later retires after the passing of the Keene Act. In the ’60’s he and Rorschach worked together as partners.

Rorschach

Walter Kovacs aka Rorschach decided to become a masked adventurer after a rough childhood in which he saw the true horror of the world. After a kidnap case in the ’60’s he went insane and began killing criminals instead of catching them and leaving them to the police. He became a wanted man after the passing of the Keene Act. In some ways he is the main character, because he is the one who tells the story.

Ozymandias

Adrian Veidt aka Ozymandias was a man who believed in Utopia and world peace, and believes these things lie in the future. He retired from adventuring two years before the Keene Act was passed, and cashed on his alter ego making all sorts of merchandise and becoming an aristocrat.

Dr. Manhattan

Jon Osterman aka Dr. Manhattan was killed in an accident in an intrinsic field machine, he was torn apart then made a new body with all sorts of abilities, he is one of two heroes still in employ with the government.

The Comedian

Edward Blake aka The Comedian “He was practically a nazi” and a very lonely man. Heis practically insane like Rorschach. The Comedian is more of a soldier than a super hero. He participated in the Vietnam war with Dr. Manhattan.

The art of Watchmen is beautiful, Dave Gibbons does a wonderful job, and John Higgins uses are beautiful especially when they are used to show distance of an object. And the design for the costumes is the most important part to me because the costumes of most of the heroes are colorful which is surprising considering how grim the book is.

Overall, Watchmen is an excellent and thought provoking book and should be purchased by anyone who either likes comics or likes literature in general.