Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #6

Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #6 – “The Other Hero”

* Part 6 of 6 of the Sinestro storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #6 – “The Other Hero”! I guess it can be considered “Sinestro (Part 6)” but that would be boring! In the previous installment, Sinestro successfully eliminates the yellow corps threat on his planet in less than ten minutes and then sends Hal Jordan packing. Back on Earth, Jordan realizes that he’s been stupid and he begs for Carol Ferris’ forgiveness. She’s just as dumb as he is and accepts it.

The guardians, the little blue gnomes, have their own plan. They’re going to free the First Lantern, who will lead the Third Army, which will render the Second Army (the Green Lantern Corps) obsolete.

But that I probably won’t read about for, like, another six years or something at this rate!

This issue wraps up the Sinestro storyline. Overall, I found the Green Lantern mythology highly enjoyable and you can bet your butt that I’ll dip into the other Green Lantern Family series that the lovely New 52 has to offer! You can bet your butt.


Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #6 [April, 2012]
Written by: Geoff Johns
“The Other Hero”

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“AT THE MERCY OF SINESTRO” claims the cover art. A little Green Lantern-style BDSM in Issue #6 I hope. Hubba hubba. Just look at that face. Sinestro ain’t got no safe words!

Hal Jordan and Carol Ferris are on a lovely date at the COAST CITY AERONAUTICAL MUSEUM! And it looks like we have a different artist for this issue: Mike Choi, instead of Doug Mahnke, and it’s noticeable right away because Hal and Carol look like happy little wholesome PBS Kids characters that aren’t mad at each other like they usually are.

It’s implied that they’ve been fucking, so that’s nice. Carol excuses herself to go poop in a toilet, so Hal waits under a Boeing B-59 which I don’t think is a real type of plane at all. As Jordan makes his way over, he hears a loud, belligerent argument in a mechanic’s garage. One man had caught another man stealing and selling parts, and he plans on testifying in court! The other man, the scummy thieving man, threatens the first man with a wrench to the head causing certain death!

So Jordan intervenes and threatens the scary wrench guy. He smiles like a Ken doll while doing this, which undercuts the intimidating effect that he was going for. Wrench Guy gets his three cronies, so it’s four against one. Jordan is itchin’ for a fight! Carol is still making bathroom poops.

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Thus spoke the mouse.

Long story short, Jordan takes them all out and the Wrench Guy is bleeding from his mouth on the floor. He looks pretty dead, actually, or at least dying. He probably should get some medical attention immediately.

Hal Jordan steals the dying guy’s tie because his own tie got ripped off his neck in the scuffle. Carol finally finishes pooping and she comes back out to see him. He suggests getting the hell out of there because airplanes are dumb. Carol can’t get used to this new not-fighting-red-or-yellow-light non-ring-wearing Hal Jordan. It’s weird and strange and unnatural! “I don’t need to be Green Lantern,” he says unconvincingly, “I don’t need to be some kind of ‘super hero’ anymore.”

Some kind of ‘super hero’. Uh huh.

Meanwhile, on SPACE SECTOR 1417: THE PLANET OGORO, a hunched-over old man creature is pulling a cart through a shitty part of town. He arrives at his hovel, where the Glorious Sinestro is waiting. “I find it hard to believe I’m looking at the once great Starstorm.” Sinestro says, hovering decadently in Starstorm’s presence. Starstorm is like “gaaahhh, oh fuck, you again? No, please, come on man! Get out of here! Goddamnit, you.”

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You’ve already taken everything from me! My money! My family! My collection of solid gold lightbulbs! Everything that matters!

Luckily, the Great Sinestro isn’t interested in Starstorm. He’s looking for someone named Lyssa Drak, who is somewhere on Ogoro. She’s got a relic that’s messing with Sinestro’s ring GPS system! Sinestro conjures up a battle helmet for Starstorm and tells him to shake a leg, they’re going to find Lyssa Drak together!

Starstorm says no. And Sinestro says “the fuck you say?” And Starstorm says “You told me you’d kill me if I wore this again, so nuh uh, fat chance pops.” And Sinestro says “Huh. Oh yeah. I did. That’s interesting. But I’m gonna kill you if you DON’T wear it, so step on it!”

But Starstorm still doesn’t budge, and he asks Sinestro to just kill him already and be done with it. Sinestro says he’ll kill his friends, but Starstorm doesn’t have any friends. He’ll kill his family then, but they’re all gone. Sinestro is quickly running out of leverage. “I have NOTHING because of you!” Starstorm whines. His hair is scraggly and gross like Heath Ledger’s Joker, and, to me, he certainly doesn’t look like anybody holding out on Sinestro here.

But Sinestro is ready for this one. He tells Ol’ Starry Storm that he is, in fact, THE KEY in taking out Lyssa Drak! So put the fucking helmet on.

So Sinestro has to jam the helmet on Starstorm himself, and then he conjures up a big green hand to comically drag the wretched little imp off with him.

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Oh baby. Do you read a lot of Books of various other colors too? Let’s talk about it over some coffee after work.

Off to a large fortress we go! After Sinestro tells Starstorm that he is but a shell of the man that he used to know and revile, Starstorm admits that Sinestro himself turned him into a quivering little coward. “You have no idea what it means when everyone loses faith in you.” Starstorm tells him. This is when some blue seductress with long, raven hair uses some yellow-light chains to bind Sinestro’s and Starstorm’s hands and legs and ropes them into her lair. She must be Lyssa Drak! She’s wearing a leather two-piece. This is where the BDSM happens, no question about it!

She knows all about Sinestro’s failures on Korugar, and now she wants more tales of failures! She’s got a big book, the Book of the Black, in which EVERYONE’S SORDID STORIES OF WOE AND FAILURE are kept forever! HA HA HA HA HA!!

Starstorm is perfect for the book as well! Look at him, the whimpering, pulpy pile of crab shit and barnacles! The saddest of sacks! “Your tales of self-pity will be delicious!”

Lyssa Drak feeds on bad memories and stories like a real Disney villain.

“TRAITOR! You betrayed me to Krona for this sacred book!” bellows Sinestro. Whoa, hold on there, buddy! Airing your dirty laundry like this in front of your readers? The only krona I know buys you a lot of pickled herring in Stockholm, sir.

He tries ripping a page out of the book, but the wispy, smoky electricity that emanates from the tome makes a bee-line right for his eyeballs! There, he sees a horrific vision of the future. A future where he and Hal Jordan team up to defeat the guardians as they attempt to raise the Third Army. Sinestro dies in a puddle of purple, gooey Korugarian blood! BWA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!

Sinestro is distraught. He becomes a whimpering, pulpy pile of goose feathers and duck eggs! Even Starstorm has to laugh and mock now! But Drak takes the wind out of his sails quickly, telling him that she knows how he dies too: he’s going to push his little cart into his smelly hovel one last time and then kill himself. lol

So now Sinestro tries to buoy Starstorm’s spirits. “This is your chance, Starstorm. Overcome fear, or give up and die.”

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This is supposed to be a NON-CONTACT sport, ya pansy.

Starstorm screams and cries and twists in his chains. “Please don’t hurt me!” he yells in large, flamboyantly bold comic book font. Lyssa Drak cackles. Sinestro is getting impatient, floats on over to Starstorm and throws his helmet to the ground.

When the helmet connects with the ground, a massive beam of white light bursts around the room and Lyssa Drak is blasted through the adjacent wall. “You’re lucky I don’t slit your throat and watch you bleed out, Lyssa. After what I’ve learned from that book…I may need you alive.” I don’t think she hears him. She looks unconscious. More alive than that Wrench Guy, though.

Sinestro tells Starstorm that he’s no Hal Jordan, and it seems Hal Jordan is the living example of hitting rock bottom and still hoisting himself out of it? Pretty sad. Sinestro grips onto the Book of the Black flies away into space while Starstorm screams at him, DEMANDING to know who the hell Hal Jordan is.

Speaking of Hal Jordan, he and Carol are getting out of bed in the morning (likely after a bit of daybreak fuckin’), when suddenly a green ring whips around the room and finds itself on Jordan’s finger. Carol’s like “what the fuck are you doing, dear?”, but Jordan, now in full Green Lantern garb, is miserably trying to pull it off to no avail. “Because it is my will.” declares a floating green figure outside the bedroom window (hint: it’s Sinestro). He tells Jordan to start moving. Now! He needs him again, damnit!

“I’M DONE BEING A GREEN LANTERN!” waaahhh! That’s Hal Jordan.

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Thus spoke the mouse!

“No Jordan. Unfortunately, you are far from done.”

That’s Sinestro.

Final Thoughts

That’s right, Hal “Michael” Jordan. Get out of MLB-related “retirement” and into your basketball shoes, because your post-retirement career is going to be the best you’ll ever be! Time to take out the guardians! Pack a sandwich, motherfucker.

Green Lantern Vol. 5 continues when I come back around to it during Trump Jr.’s son’s daughter’s inauguration.

Sucky Funnies for January 30, 2022

Welcome to the reboot of my old Sunday newspaper comics feature, all grown up. The Sunday funnies have always made me irrationally angry, even as a kid, and by God you’re going to all hear about it. That’s all you need to know.

This was my favorite thing to do on my old blog, and I only did five of them. I’m here to rectify this and fill this stupid website with a garbage dump of this shit! You lucky so-and-so.


Cathy

Cathy - January 30, 2022

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Cathy ended over ten years ago, but “classics” continue to permeate the newspapers of many cities nationwide. Replete with archaic gender role-related humor that would make Wendy from Thackerville, Oklahoma accidentally snort half her 128oz Big Gulp up her fat, fleshy nose, Cathy is a breath of fresh air for women everywhere whose husbands or boyfriends leave the house with the intention of picking up AA batteries for a Hello Kitty vibrator and come back nine hours later with fifty-seven dead pheasants in the backs of their camo pickup trucks.

Here we see Cathy and her friends sip cans of “dick” while sharing similar anecdotes about their significant others, allegedly, respectively, purchasing brand new TVs every time there’s a new football game. There’s a lot I hate about this particular strip, and maybe it was groundbreaking when it was created 91 years ago, but what self-respecting woman in 2022 would relate with “SHOPPING!!!” and not feel completely insulted by this kind of sentiment? Eat shit, Cathy. Get a nose.


Pluggers

Pluggers - January 30, 2022

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I don’t understand this! Is this some “kids these days” boomer bitching? What’s a “plugger” and why do they reject technology that has been around since they were all 30 years old? Why are we thanking Gregory D. Grabiak, M.D., from Labtrobe, Pennsylvania? Was he a special guest at one of the many post-presidency Trump rallies, speaking up against that awful Dr. Fauci and his nefarious web of democracy-undermining plandemic lies???

Bonus points on this one for featuring Andy Bear. I hate it when my Pluggers comics don’t feature Andy Bear.


Blondie

Blondie - January 30, 2022

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My white-hot hatred for Blondie knows no bounds. Every panel I read fills me with seething, murderous anger. I know I don’t have a soul because there’s a void within me like a gas tank constantly being replenished with Blondie-related premium, unleaded misanthropy.

It’s like whoever writes for Blondie tries their damnedest to craft every sentence with utmost care and precision in order to send every last milliliter of stomach acid straight to my brain. Where do I even begin? Do centenarians Dean Young and John Marshall know that football has been going on fairly uninterrupted for the last two years? Do they even know anything about football? The dialogue is so unnatural that the two of them no doubt performed some grueling research on the topic and this is the best they both could come up with. Why are these knuckleheads wearing helmets? So they don’t injure themselves jerking each other off during halftime?

If you’re looking to spice up your love life, though, no better line to initiate foreplay quite like “Amigo, are you ready for some full-contact football playoff action?” Your unsuspecting partner will be like putty in your hands.

Captain America (Vol. 3), Issue #6

Captain America (Vol. 3), Issue #6 – “Exposé”

* Part 6 of 7 of the To Serve and Protect storyline *
* Part 2 of 3 of the Power and Glory storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Captain America (Vol. 3), Issue #6 – “Exposé”! I’ll be able to sum up the previous installment in two sentences:

The Sensational Hydra was actually a Skrull in disguise, and now Captain America is trapped in a supply closet at the Empire State Building while the Skrull pretends to be Captain America in order to get away with doing Bad things.

Thor’s hammer is a metaphor for his penis.


Captain America (Vol. 3), Issue #6 [June, 1998]
Written by: Mark Waid
“Exposé”

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See? SEE? Look at the cover! Captain America is a green guy now! People are gonna NOTICE that! Is America too STUPID to notice that Captain America was replaced by a GREEN GUY?

YES!

YES A MILLION TIMES! FUCK MY DUMBASS HELL COUNTRY OF IDIOTS!

Skrull-Cap is presumably in Captain America’s quarters at the Avengers Mansion. “Well…we won’t be needing this, now, will we?…” he says as he PUTS AN AMERICAN FLAG IN THE WASTEBASKET!

HE PUTS AN AMERICAN FLAG IN THE WASTEBASKET!

Next we’ll see him take a rude puff on a tobacco cigarette. Keep this awful rag away from the kids!

There’s a knock on the door, and it’s the Scarlet Witch. He avoids suspicion by saying her name to her face, proving that he knows who she is! Classic move. She asks what the hell he’s doing in there all day. “Redecorating,” Skrull-Cap says, “What can I do for you?”

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I, too, love to think very specific details about my evil schemes to myself for the benefit of keeping my many new readers informed.

She leads him to a room full, and I do mean full, of letters. “You can answer your mail.” she says, and there’s enough mail in the room that he’d still be answering his mail in 2022 if he indeed started in 1998. And the real Captain America would just be a forgotten pile of skeleton bones trapped in the supply closet.

Skrull-Cap smirks to himself, already enjoying the ruse. Next he’s at a giant command console, patting himself on the back further with some great, organic, seamless exposition dialogue I’ve come to associate with Mark Waid all too well in only six issues.

He’s about to start pressing buttons when Iron Man strolls into the room. “Cap, what are you doing?” Iron Man asks, and I can’t help but notice he’s already made two Avengers suspicious of his behavior in less than five minutes. Presumably, Captain America doesn’t spend any time in his quarters or use any computers.

“Be careful with those controls. You don’t want to deactivate half the security systems in the American government, do you?” Iron Man scolds. And here I am thinking that half of America’s security systems are located in a house of spandex-wearing dummies?

Back at the Empire State Building, the real Captain America is floppin’ like a fish around the supply closet, knocking over ladders and shit, trying to get out of the “Skrull handcuffs”. And even though he was specifically and descriptively warned about every little reason why the Skrull handcuffs are impossible to get out of, he is nevertheless surprised! Fire doesn’t work, they form ice! “Blast it, the Skrulls bound me with the cuffs they use to contain each other!” he yells frustratedly. It’s like, yeah dude, they told you that already! Weren’t you listening to a goddamned thing they told you while you were being imprisoned?

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Come on guys, that’s not what I’m saying! Guys, are you listening? Come on, now.

Cap’n understands the gravity of his predicament and tries to think fast (ha!) to come up with a plan to escape. One bad action from Skrull-Cap could ruin his reputation forever! And he’ll have no one to blame but himself!

Hilarious! As BILL FUCKING CLINTON tries to tell his country that America will never bow to terrorists, a couple of Rowdy Roddy Pipers scream and start opening fire! This is the funniest comic I’ve ever read. How did these terrorists infiltrate the closed-door presidential anti-terrorist speech??! My stars!

Don’t worry, CAPTAIN AMERICA is on the scene to make short work of Danny Trejo and Mitch Hedberg over here! They are scared little boys now! They start running away!

President William “Sex” Clinton thanks Skrull-Cap for a job well done, and Skrull-Cap thinks this guy is a fat old sap! A reporter asks him if he has a few words for the cameras, and Skrull-Cap announces that he has a message that will “jolt the nation!”.

The only immediate jolt I see is the real Captain America launching himself onto a high voltage junction box and zapping the shit out of himself. That’s another lol from me. “I refuse to accept that I’m not smarter than a Skrull” Cap’n thinks to himself, and I think it’s way too fucking late there, Cap.

Next he sees an elevator shaft and gets another idea…lol

ANYWAY, Skrull-Cap is sitting in a dressing room telling his fellow Skrulls that they can’t know the plan yet because someone might overhear. “Just follow my lead.” he tells them. He tells one of the two Skrulls to be a congressman (*shapeshift*), the other to be a reporter (*shapeshift*), and he’s still gonna be Captain America (*already-shapeshifted*), and they’ll know what to do when he gives the cue. “Trust me.” he says. If I were a Skrull, would I trust a fuckin’ shapeshifter? Ha! No way man! In your dreams, padre!

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And this state’s next penis texting-related scandal!

A guy approaches Skrull-Cap in the hallway, but Skrull-Cap doesn’t know who he is! I know who he is! He’s Congressman-hopeful Andrew Bolt. Here’s what I wrote about him in Issue #4:

A man named Andrew Bolt pushes his way up to shake Cap’n’s hand; he’s running for congress! He needs Captain America’s endorsement. However, always the man with integrity, Captain America declines and does cartwheels while telling Bolt that democracy will decide whether or not he’s the man for the job. USA! USA!

So this time, Andrew Bolt hears that Captain America will endorse this ugly piece of shit! “Let’s just say I’ve undergone a change.” Skrull-Cap tells him when Bolt questions his unpredicted flip-floppin’.

But screw that noise, there’s more serious matters to attend to. Skrull-Cap tells the press to follow him into the studio “and have those tape recorders ready!”

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So I’m gonna jump down a 19-foot elevator shaft. That’ll learn ’em!

Meanwhile, this dumb motherfucker over here is going to jump down an elevator shaft. And it’s going to work because these superheroes are always luckier than they are smart. Off he goes! Will he make it? What’s gonna happen??

Ok, so it’s hard to tell exactly what’s happening, but it looks like he’s sliding his hands down the elevator rope and he falls down the shaft face first. It is revealed that he caused himself to bleed on purpose in order to trick the Skrull cuffs into thinking he was turning into liquid. Because they thought he was turning into liquid, the cuffs morphed to become a hard shell container, and this hard shell container simultaneously shattered upon impact AND protected Captain America at the same time, freeing this stupider-than-unlucky hero! Thanks, Mark Waid, you sure earned your paycheck here.

And now, having landed on the elevator proper, he opens his way into the elevator and attempts to locate Skrull-Cap.

Certainly, Captain America will prove lucky again, because AS I TYPE THIS the imposter is giving his speech on stage in front of many witnesses, the press, EVERYONE! God himself, possibly, if he isn’t too busy JERKING OFF! AHAHAHAHA!

“Ladies and gentlemen, I come before you with dire news…” Skrull-Cap begins, “…what I am about to reveal to you will rock the nation. Brace yourselves.”

Captain America is HOOFING it to the TV studio!

Hawkeye and Thor are watching on their super special Avengers consoles. Fake Captain America looks quite dumb on the screen, hahaha, oh man. Hawkeye asks Thor why Captain America didn’t let the other Avengers know first. Thor shushes him.

“For over two hundred years, we have taught our children that our country has successfully defended its shores against all hostile strikes. We are mistaken. We have been the victims of a massive alien invasion…of horrifying proportion!”

And everyone — the people present, the viewers at home — listen SHOCKED at this news! This…actually, true news, right? Skrulls aren’t of this earth, right?

And Skrull-Cap continues, basically telling them all about…Skrulls. “They have taken our places…disguised themselves as our kind…and now they lie in hiding. Lie in wait.”

Skrull-Congressman and Skrull-Reporter give each other dumb looks. Like this: BUHUHGHH. They seem confused that Skrull-Cap is literally telling the truth.

Skrull-Cap’s eyes are red now. “The truth is this: One out of every twenty people in America is secretly a Skrull — including those two directly before us!”

And the confused Skrull lackeys, they assume their normal forms on cue while verbally asking themselves if this is what their Skrull leader wanted?

And then the crowd is angry and scared! They start whackin’ them with their campaign signs. lol again! The two skrull pull out their guns and start firing. Another lol! Now the secret service starts firing back! Too many lols here, guys!

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They’re comin’ right for us!!

And now everyone’s split on what to believe. Half the country is like “is he fucking joking?” and the other half is like “shaddup, he’s serious”.

Panic begins to ensue. I can feel it here, in 2022, on my couch! It’s tangible.

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Bruce Lee just wants to do his laundry like everyone else.

“They could be anywhere…and anyone. Anyone who is different. Who looks out of place. Who isn’t like you…they are the enemy.” Skrull-Cap finishes. And a group at a laundromat stares menacingly at a man who is clearly of Asian descent.

“Arm yourselves! Strike before it’s –” and then he sees the real Captain America running into the studio. Oh snap, son. It was fun while it lasted!

Skrull-Cap assumes normal form and ambushes Captain America. He tells him it’s too late to stop him. A group in the hallway sees Captain America and Skrull together, and the group eggs Cap’n on to tear that bitch-ass up! Cap’n, not having heard any of the report, asks what the HELL they’re talking about when they say “God, they’re EVERYWHERE!”, and Skrull assures him that he’ll find out soon enough.

The skrull then turns into, like, a pterodactyl, and then it says this little number that probably had Mark Waid giggling out of his Thursday underwear: “Don’t hit me. If I wanted to be touched by a human…I’d give Posh Spice a call!” High five, brother.

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I pooped the bed?! NO!

A normal looking dude in a normal looking suit starts shooting at them with a semi-automatic rifle. A camera guy tells him to cut it out, he almost hit Captain America! The normal looking dude is frothing, says that Cap’n wants help taking out the Skrull, but if the camera guy wants him to stop then maybe he’s a Skrull too! And then he fucking starts shooting his gun in that direction too.

Cap’n blocks these rounds with his shield, lifts the guy by his scruff and demands to know what he’s talking about, since, you know, the real Cap’n has trouble with these tough logic problems. Puttin’ two and two together and all. Mr. Suit tells him what happened, and Cap is LIVID! MAD! USA USA! USA! USA USA! USAUSAUSA!

He turns to fight Skrull-Pterodactyl, but he’s leaving. His work is done. “Take a look, Captain. See what the people of America are willing to do in your name.”

We are treated to a full-page spread of crashed cars, rioting, looting, burning buildings, violence, and destruction.

America is united and people are mobilized across the country for the cause. They couldn’t be prouder of their hero.

Final Thoughts

I have three things to say:

1) America is stupid. It was true in 1998. It was true in 1963. It was true in 1922. It was true in 1855. It was true in 1776. And it’s true now. And it always will be. They hit the nail on the head here with this series, and I’m not entirely sure it was meant to come across that way.

2) This story is finally paying off after quite a few issues of hesitation on my end that there was going to be any semblance of depth to the writing. It ain’t perfect, but it’s ending up way better than I thought it was going to be. Dare I say, it’s actually clever. The turning point definitely happened after moving away from Hydra as the Big Bad. That shit was rank.

3) Sporty Spice all the way. Fight me.

Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #5

Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #5 – “Sinestro (Part 5)”

* Part 5 of 6 of the Sinestro storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #5 – “Sinestro (Part 5)”! In the previous installment, Hal Jordan doesn’t die in the battery. It rejects him and spits him out whole when it discovers that he’s not Sinestro. He gets thrown in a cell and his power runs out.

Sinestro eventually gets thrown in a cell too after a session of torture renders his green ring completely unscratched. The cell contains a bunch of civilians, including Arsona, who hate Sinestro’s fucking guts. Jordan gives Sinestro the idea to create a whole pile of green rings for his people to use in a fight against the corps. He does so successfully…

…but they declare that they can now get their revenge…

…against…

…HIM! AAAHHHHHH!!!

So let’s continue.


Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #5 [March, 2012]
Written by: Geoff Johns
“Sinestro (Part 5)”

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Finally, Hal Jordan is on the cover. TWO AGAINST A THOUSAND! Sinestro got Jordan entirely on his side in less than, what, 10 hours or something? And why does Jordan get a mask and Sinestro doesn’t? Is Jordan planning on robbing a bank? Is Sinestro anti-mask?? So many questions.

Arsona still isn’t done taking the piss out of Sinestro. She just keeps going on and on about betrayal, trust, dictatorships, accountability, abuse of power, and it’s making Sinestro very sad! He’s frowning, the poor little guy!

“But now the people you put under your boot heel will execute you with the power you used against us. FIRE!” she instructs her crew of newly-appointed Greenish Lanterns. Sinestro stands there hunched like a tired dog, ready to just take it. You know, take it like a dog. He’s really cruising for a bruising! He’s coasting for a roasting! He’s scouring for some overpowering! He’s tunnelling for a pummelling! He’s journeying for a gurneying! He’s-

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The Korugar Vincent Price has bested us once again!

Do you think Sinestro is SO FUCKING DUMB that the rings HE MADE HIMSELF would be able to harm him whatsoever? Didn’t you talk to Hal Jordan?! He tried that shit already! Issue #2! Old news! Catch up!

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You are now able to crack the code with your secret decoder ring. Ready? BE SURE TO DRINK YOUR OVALTINE.

Arsona is in furious denial and tries to cheerlead her group into trying again, but Hal Jordan butts in to say that they need to conserve their powers for the real threat. He doesn’t say anything about having already tried destroying him a few hours ago with a Sinestro-crafted ring, which I would think is very important information for Arsona (who is now so angry there are tears running down her face) and the other Korugar civilians. She gives it everything she has and tries blasting him again! And it works!

Jordan is thrown back from his cell wall. Sinestro is untouched, and Arsona is finally told that the ring can’t harm its creator. Arsona goes back to yelling at him about what he did, which is getting old for even Hal Jordan at this point. Jordan butts in again to explain how much he hates Sinestro’s guts and how many times Sinestro has already ruined his piss-stained life, but now they share a common goal and everyone needs to be on the same goddamned page! OK?! Christ…

Sinestro agrees that time’s a-wastin’, so he instructs his people to fire when ready as he prepares to open the cell door. Hal Jordan, in essence, asks him “with what, your dick?” since the rings are useless against them. Nope! Sinestro’s got a Plan B.

Back outside, Professor Insidd is trying to figure out how to discharge Sinestro’s lantern, which keeps hovering and glowing and taunting the lot of them. Some corps goons show up to tell the professor that the lantern may be interfering with their own yellow rings, since they’ve been working like shit ever since Sinestro got here. Professor Insidd says “NONSENSE, POOPYPANTS!” and peers directly into the lantern. It blasts a hole right through him, severing his top half in-twain! Gross!

Then the lantern flies off! The surviving corps members chase after it! You can tell the lantern is laughing to itself! HA HA HAAAAA!

It blasts a hole in the cell, freeing the prisoners, but the yellow corps dudes are already running toward them before they have a chance to walk on out.

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Hahaha. “NO FEAR”. Let’s listen to Lamb of God and watch some Motocross.

As the Korugarians start blasting their way to freedom, Sinestro throws Jordan the lantern and tells him to join in on the fun!

The rings will only last another minute. If Sinestro tried to make them any stronger, the extra strain on the rings would’ve broken them. “You can’t break the ring.” Jordan insists, but Sinestro tells him that he’s broken two rings already in his day!

The Korugarians keep fighting. Sinestro just needs enough of a distraction to get the lantern back into the giant yellow central battery. Jordan’s like “ARE YOU BATSHIT LOONEY, SIR?”, but Sinestro tells him that he fucked up and did it wrong in the first place! Always the fuck-up, that Hal Jordan! At least that’s what I’VE learned here through my Green Lantern adventures.

But, ho hum, I guess it’s not entirely Jordan’s fault. After all, he was wearing a Sinestro ring and he was carrying Sinestro’s lantern. We, the attentive reading audience, already know that the battery spit Jordan out in one piece once it realized that he wasn’t who it thought he was. “Don’t tell me you’re afraid to venture back in.” Sinestro asks haughtily.

The Korugarians’ rings are starting to vanish. Sinestro explains that some yellow energy needs to be siphoned into the lantern in order for the battery to think that it needs to go into survival mode…so, if Hal Jordan and Thaal Sinestro both close their eyes and try reaallllyy hard, the battery will start siphoning energy from the yellow rings to compensate! This sounds like plot hole shit to me! Bah.

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No way, sucker. This meat’s staying alive.

So as one of them leaps toward Arsona with a killing strike, the yellow rings suddenly crackle and burst into blinding waves of yellow light. The corps members, all of them, lie still on the ground. Smoldering.

Sinestro claims they aren’t dead, just in a forced coma state until the battery is activated again. Which he won’t ever activate again. “How do we know that?” asks the ever-skeptical Arsona. But the rest of her clan, they’re hootin’ and hollerin’ and cheering him on. “HOORAY FOR SINESTRO!” “YAY, SINESTRO!” they all cheer, carrying on like a bunch of loser Whos from Whoville!

“I do not deserve your praise or trust, little ones.” Sinestro says with an air of condescension and scorn befitting of a man who actually does believe he deserves every little ounce of praise and trust that he can wring dry from these peons. He does, with sincerity, promise his people that he will rid the planet of the yellow corps, as well as the battery that energized their slavedriving rings. He apologizes to Arsona one last time, perhaps hoping to get a little nookie for the road, but alas! “No, Sinestro. The children may be too young to remember, but we are not. Go. And if you ever return to Korugar, you will return as our enemy.” she says with the finality of a woman who once loved this bastard about 100 years ago and is too hurt to continue loving such a bastard.

Sinestro and Hal Jordan fuck off from Planet Korugar, with Sinestro single-handedly hauling a giant cargo consisting of the battery and the sad-sack comatose yellow corps members. Jordan offers his assistance, but Sinestro knows that the last person the guardians want to see is Hal “Beats Up Actors While They’re Filming Movies” Jordan.

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lol

They have a heart-to-heart, but they both hate each other’s guts and aren’t afraid to speak aloud about it. Jordan tells Sinestro that saving his planet is far from redemption. A whole history of killing innocent people, murdering other Green Lanterns, yaaawwwnnn. Get over it, Hal, and get your bone on like we all know you want to! No shame!

Sinestro’s not going to waste one more second with Hal Jordan at this point. “Our pact is over, go the fuck home” he tells him in kinder words. Hal gets to keep the ring, as promised, but Sinestro never said anything about giving him a lantern to charge it! Ha! So long sucker! He flies away into outer space, and he slingshots Jordan back to Earth like the piece of space junk that he is!

Jordan crashes into a pile of garbage in a dark alley, and that’s an lol from me.

“I have to find a way to charge this ring. I need to get a lantern. It’s all I have.” Jordan cries pathetically. “It’s all I…want.” he finishes with a dumbass look on his face.

He runs over to the airport to meet up with Carol Ferris. She gets out of her car and immediately mentions seeing him on TV with Sinestro cavorting around as Green Lanterns during that whole busted bridge incident. Before she can finish asking him what the HELL is going on, he kisses her and asks her to let him talk.

I’m glad he doesn’t recap the entirety of the last five issues right here and now! He cuts to the chase! But really, he tells her the “important part”, which to him (and NOT to me!) is that he conjured up a construct of her in his holding cell. It was the last thing he wanted to see before his ring ran out of green juice.

“Just give me a second chance.” he begs of her.

“Technically, this would be your tenth.” she responds, grinning, even though we all know that Hal’s tenth will be far from his last.

Blech.

FINALLY, on the planet of the Powerful Smurfs, the guardians are discussing Sinestro’s victory over the yellow corps. First they were able to get rid of Hal Jordan, and now they successfully got rid of Sinestro and his army of drooling yellow energy parasites!

“It is time to proceed to the chamber of shadows and free the First Lantern!” one declares.

For you see, it is the First Lantern that will lead the Third Army. And it is the Third Army that will replace the Green Lantern Corps.

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Yeah, you and what army?? … oh

“WE ARE GUARDIANS. WE WILL NOT BE STOPPED.”

Final Thoughts

Someone’s gotta try stopping those guardians! They seem bad!

Some sources call this the end of the Sinestro storyline, but au contraire! The next issue will wrap it all up! Look at how much I know about comic book storylines! I’m really a Comic Book Kinda Guy.

Until next time, keep your green light lit. Or something!

[2021 Overflow] Amyl and the Sniffers, Diablo Swing Orchestra, and Colleen Green

It may be 11pm Central Time, but it’s still Wednesday, damnit, and I’m here with my usual Wednesday offering. The 2021 Overflow reaches the finale. OR DOES IT! Methinks I’ll have a grand finale next week, but until then here are the final three full-scale feature reviews of 2021 and then I’m moving on to fresher merchandise. Read on for my dumb words about last year’s albums from Amyl and the Sniffers, Diablo Swing Orchestra, and Colleen Green.


Amyl and the Sniffers – Comfort to Me
(September 10, 2021)

Amyl and the Sniffers - Comfort to Me

Lead singer Amy Taylor describes the band’s music as something one gets incredibly high on for 30 seconds and then it’s just a massive headache. I think that’s fair. Named after the Australian slang for poppers, the confrontationally loud pub rock band makes a grandiose statement of…loud rock music for the sake of loud rock music. Like a long lost kindred spirit of the Metro Detroit hard rock groups of the late ’60s (you know the ones), the band plays the kind of rock and roll that can ONLY be pulled off by the true believers. They released their sophomore album Comfort to Me last September and, indeed, it was #15 on my 2021 Top 25.

What can I say to really do it justice? These words will not suffice! From the urgent melodic guitar licks on “Guided by Angels” to the thumping momentum of “Snakes”; from the hardcore punk aggression of “Freaks to the Front” to the in-your-face and self-actualized feminist anger of “Laughing”; from the throbbing bass lament of “Knifey” to the blistering guitar solo in “Security”; everything front to back, up to down, side-to-side and in between, oozes credible intensity, heart, spirit, soul, and any other kind of clichéd honorific of tenderness you want to assign the the ethos of rock and roll as a mission statement. This band is the real fucking deal. You won’t find anything else from 2021 that even comes close.

Early Verdict:


Diablo Swing Orchestra – Swagger & Stroll Down the Rabbit Hole
(November 2, 2021)

Diablo Swing Orchestra - Swagger & Stroll Down the Rabbit Hole

Ahhh, Diablo Swing Orchestra. One of the many relics of my Mike Patton-obsessed early adulthood. I all but fell out of love with this band in the early ’10s as I branched out from the glut of circus-themed alternative avant-prog Bungle-core that filled most of my listening hours at the time. Their first two albums are stellar, and I haven’t really given them much attention since. A love rekindled with their fifth album, verily! But ’tis a bittersweet love. I am reminded that one can never truly turn back time…

OK, enough of that happy horsefuck. Bottom line: I used to love this band, but I grew up! As such, 20-year-old me would’ve been leaking genital fluid over this, but 34-year-old me enjoys it purely for the nostalgia factor. I just can’t get too excited for purposefully genre-defying twists and turns anymore, no matter how technically proficient and talented the band might be. Part of the problem too is that 60 minutes of this kind of music is far too much to handle in one sitting. The ear gets bored, man!

Enough negativity. Here are the highlights: “Sightseeing in the Apocalypse”, the intro track, is a pleasant, albeit inessential lead-in, as intros often are. But it’s a jaunty march to be sure! Some lush strings, some theatrical singing, really setting the mood, painting a picture for the listening audience and all that. But, certainly, since this is Diablo Swing Orchestra, forget what you just heard, because they’ll get weird with it quickly enough. “Celebremos lo Inevitable” shows off some cozy traditional Mexican dance music interspersed with speed metal riffage, fusing these two disparate elements into a natural combination. They even hired a coach to ensure all the Spanish pronunciations and inflections were as authentic as possible.

The only other track that really grabbed me was “Snake Oil Baptism”, which has an incredible brass arrangement with songwriting that sounds like Zeppelin or Aerosmith at their funkiest.

That’s about it, though. Not a bad album by any means, but definitely a challenge. Lots of reviews bitch about the production, but I don’t know what the HELL any of them are talking about. The sound is crisp and lively, son.

Early Verdict:


Colleen Green – Cool
(September 10, 2021)

Colleen Green - Cool

Colleen Green is cool! Just Google her and you’ll see. She’s wearing sunglasses in almost every photo. Can’t get cooler than that.

Know what else is cool? Her fifth album’s pretty cool. It’s not as cool as it thinks it is, but as an insufferable millennial whose drive for media consumption is fueled by a gas tank brimming with pure nostalgia, I’m charmed by how absolutely ’90s this is from head to toe. When I was a little sprat, my teenage sister was cool. All her albums from bored and snarky slacker proto-hipsters that exemplified the Gen X slacker persona were cool.

Colleen Green really tries to lean into it, but she doesn’t incorporate enough rocking grunginess to make this a real Gen X pastiche. She had the perfect chance with “I Wanna Be a Dog”, which is a take on one of the sleazier Stooges songs, but instead it’s kind of cutesy and clean using all those dog metaphors to show that she’s just doing all that dog stuff anyway! Barking at a closed door. Communicating from her tail end. That kind of thing.

What works for me is that the music is earnestly quirky. The krautrock progression of “Natural Chorus”, the attempts at self-forgiveness with “It’s Nice to Be Nice”, the bold title of “Pressure to Cum”, which is a fanciful instrumental closer. None of it gets on my nerves; it’s actually quite pleasant and fun.

Not a desert island album by any means, but it was a pretty good late summer album. Assuredly, I might have the itch to spin it again in 2022 at around the same time, a few weeks before the autumn chill sets in.

Early Verdict: