Category Archives: War is a Racket

War is a Racket, Page Eight.


WIAR 8th Page Web

OK, and after a longer-than-expected pause while I went on a lovely vacation to Scotland and got to sample some 48 year-old single barrel whiskey, we’re back, with page eight of my current story, War is a Racket.

War is a Racket Page Seven.


WIAR 7th Page Web

After a six-week hiatus during which I apparently forgot how to draw, here’s page seven of my ongoing comic story, War is a Racket.  For those of you who are more interested in filler material, expect one more next week.

WIAR Page Six.


WIAR 6th Page Web

Page six, which really just serves to further illustrate the planned movement of the destroyed vehicle, and introduces the civilian contractor.

This will be the last one of these until later this Summer, as I will be traveling extensively, to largely uninteresting places.  I’ll be running a weekly update, though, featuring both older work that I once published on my old DeviantArt page, but have never put on this site, and also some conceptual stuff.  Stay tuned!

War is a Racket Page Five.


WIAR 5th Page Web

Page five, which transitions into the next part of the story. A RTCH (pronounced “wretch”) is a Rough Terrain Container Handler; the important part of the story is that you understand that it’s the big crane thing coming down the road.

Actually you’re not supposed to use that equipment in the way they’re about to, because the tie-down points aren’t rated to take a load in that direction — I blame KBR.

War is a Racket Page Four.


WIAR 4th Page Web

Page Four. A Financial Liability Investigation of Property Loss is, as the name would imply, something that you normally want to stay as far away from as possible, but in this case you’d just do one to substantiate that the rifle was destroyed in combat and no one has to pay for it / answer for its disappearance. If this seems excessive, keep in mind the potential for abuse: “Oh, yeah, there were . . . like . . . 75 machine guns in that truck. All gone.” For the purposes of the story, this is the last you’ll hear of it as we’re really just setting the scene and showing that these guys just had to dig through a burnt out vehicle looking for this rifle. The abbreviation isn’t important enough to be worth spelling out, and it sounds unnatural to do so.

W026059 was the M4 I had in Iraq.