The desert seems to be an appropriate place to find Crusaders. This is the first installment of hopefully many more of this British tank. These frames come from the mini (or should that be supplementary?) story "Close Range" found in the 1970 Battle Picture Library 498 Hunt the Traitor.
Some people are very forward in their intentions and choose not to hide their actions. Discretion appears to be foreign word to this people. Unless of course their intent is to be discreet, however given the nature of the endeavour at hand, that would be highly unlikely. Where do you stand when it comes to Englanders?
When you think about it, there should only be so much that can be done with ink to paper. Thinking about it too much can get you into a state of bother. This panel of men waiting in the desert is just wonderful.
You know it must be a real let down to fight a war and be ugly. Luckily I've got it where it counts in the "look at me department". The enemy doesn't stand a chance. That's why I decide to go direct every time, if you know what I mean. I'll even be able to do it with my eyes closed and think of England.
Could this be the best Nazi Detector Room ever! It has only just been installed and it has found 3 of them already. Not only does it find Nazis it also removes them. Making the room ready to use again and again. When not in use the Nazi Detector Room folds up and slides easily under your bed. Some construction required. Instructions included. Batteries not supplied.
Amazing. Hard to believe what only a few grams of lead can do to the morally and politically corrupt fighting for their miserable lives. Brave. There is no doubt. Wrong. There is no doubt. Poor kommand of English. There is no doubt.
The big bang theory is here and now. Fear not god botherers or soulless deniers. This isn't about that big question - proof or no proof, faith or no faith. This is about getting both your hands on it and giving it a good plunge and watching and enjoying what happens next. Push back be the only thing you need focus on and let your own experience guide you to what constitutes a safe distance.
For some of us things can be rough. Dream what you will but life can come down to one single desperate point. All realisations, all hopes, all dreams either come together or are ripped apart and vocalised by one inarticulate cry.
Some men believe in clear transitions in their lives and make a conscious effort to leave the past behind. Some take this one step further and any vestige or hint of times gone by is to be spurned. However taking it to the point of outrage is, by all accounts, deliciously childish. You know who these people are...
Dancing dangerously is a bit of a lost art. Sure everybody has their own moves and the critics can be harsh. If you choose to listen to them it's enough to make you scream. However if you choose to dance there are those who choose to watch. Ignore them and they will just go away...
Time to put your hands in the air. Time to smile and be happy. Laughs all around. Looking good wearing your cravat. Being with your friends. Feeling good about yourself. Thinking of good things. Except of course for those creeps below you in the blazing inferno. They can all go to heck, or even worse!
Funny but true. Despite all the stupid, ruthless, insane, inhumane, disgusting, criminal, and fetid activities a person can actively get themselves involved in, loneliness is never too far away. We can try and disguise these feelings by dressing up, switching jobs or even ignoring heartfelt advice. One thing for sure, if there's a Nazi involved, it will all end in tears.
There are times when there's no fighting it. Being alone can be a glorious adventure, providing freedom and a sense of self that others are not even aware exists. In a double, almost triple if you devote enough thought to it, ironic twist it is people who make those who want to be alone angry. Except of course English people, for some inexplicable reason they seem to make a lot of people angry whether they choose to be alone or not.
Take any War Picture Library, Battle Picture Library or Commando comic and you will always find those famous last words “arrgghhhhh” or even “donner und blitzen”.
Cowards try to prove themselves or officers interfere by trying to run battles “by the book”. The enemy is treacherous. Mysterious locations hold significant secrets. Sometimes a simple gun is the focal point of a unique karmic destiny.
There are those who are lost or left behind enemy lines where they invariably make a discovery – a hidden base, a wonder weapon or a traitor. The host of intangible struggles are often more significant such as the dark secret, the family shame, the family curse or the stigma of not being like the other chaps.
Strangely enough for stories about war and battle the killed the dead and the dying are usually absent.
There's a lot to like (and make fun of) among the dramatic titles, fantastic artwork, impossible stories, daring heroes, nasty bad guys, body building and not quite diamond rings advertisements.