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Tim Hensley and David Heatley are hacks.

I am tired of seeing their work in alternative comics anthologies like Mome and Best American Comics. If those guys are turning out some of the better indie and small press cartooning, then the industry is in a sorry state, but that's still no excuse for printing such tripe.

A page from Hensley's Wally Gropius story, where he exhibits a complete inability to draw, and a dry, unearned sense of overburdened irony:

Heatley's illustrations suck, even when he's not writing:

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  1. That library in the Wally Gropius story seems to have strobe lights...

    ...that'd be so cool if our public library had strobe lights

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  2. Might make it hard to read.

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