I feel like a massive human obstacle to progress is like,
we want a future that's better than our present
but we're scared to manifest a future that'd be horrified at what we're currently okay with. like, i think that's a moral reality we all gotta reckon with.
in my dreams, there's a whole collection of comic books i'd made, and the typical take fifty years after i die would be "they're good, despite what heatherhorns was willing to accept as part of their world."
fantagraphics all writing some long passage about the historical context regarding a single panel i drew