

My father was addicted to the “righteous” rage. Though he was mostly just addicted to being angry. Hated commercials but intentionally watched live tv to curse at the “motherfuckers stealing my time.” I’d say “rest in peace” but I think that might be antithetical to his wishes.
Oh shoot, this is one of like 10 comics I’ve read! Characters who are caricatures but still intensely human is a tough thing to pull off this well. Couple that with the anti-establishment narrative, beautiful art, and the fact that it was written by a woman and you have a fairly complete, and novel, story.