Fantasy Comic Book Editor League

This episode chronicles the alternate history of Atlas Comics, the interesting but short-lived mid-70’s comic book company that tried to go head-to-head with Marvel Comics, but who ended up going ass-to-mouth instead. In OUR reality. In my rummy ruminations, Atlas never crapped out and continued to publish for decades to come due to my keen editorial skills and delusional psyche. Fan fiction at it’s finest from the NEW house of ideas!

And Lo, There Shall Come A Hiatus! After 27 episodes, countless gallons of bourbon, wine, and sake, and the tenuous sanity of our besotted host, 50 years of the banana oil history of a horse feathers comic book company have been chronicled to completion. We’ll be putting the Amazing Comics Group on the back burner for a few episodes to focus on other delusional publishing outfits. But for now, revel in the golden anniversary of the greatest comic company ever created in the imagination of a sad old drunk. A good editor beats the odds, a great editor beats the gods!

Mistaking his podcast for a therapist, our drunken idiot host bares his destitute soul for the first ten minutes of the episode without even mentioning comics. As his frozen pea heart thaws, his brain shrinks. Love is dumb, but comic books aren’t, especially the ones never published by the Amazing Comics Group in 1986-1987.

Extra-loaded episode! (Our host, that is). Otherwise, it’s a pretty standard chapter in our ongoing chronicles of a comic book company on the edge of forever. 1984-1985 is slurrily discussed, and just when you think the host will pass out and start snoring for half an hour, he wraps up all of the pertinent information with aplomb and grace. High-functioning podcasting muthafuckas!

Our gaijin otaku host discovers that podcasting under the influence of saki is quite pleasant. The latest Amazing Comics of 1982-1983 are serenely discussed with elegance and grace. I love comics.

How dry I am.

In this extra-stupid episode, the host finishes up the 1970’s for the Amazing Comics Group and talks about alternate history. Remember kids, it gets better, but then it gets so much worse.

1976 and 1977! America celebrates it’s bicentennial and we celebrate the best comic book company if you live 60 miles east of nowhere. If only a tornado would suck me up and deposit me there. I wouldn’t click my heels once. Dorothy was stupid.

The sad but grateful host describes the releases of 1974-1975 from his fictional comic book company. You will gasp at his editorial acumen, and guffaw at his poor diction. Mental health is given lip service by a man who doesn’t even like to examine his own thoughts because he’s scared of what he’ll dredge up. Drinking is easier than thinking, and if it’s true that people drink to escape their problems, I’m fucking Harry Houdini.

After addressing a plethora of mistakes and omissions from the last episode, the host tackles 1972 and 1973. Artist debuts and switcheroos out the wazoo. Koo koo katchu.