Joe Strummer and Selling Out
I was at the old Chicago Comicon back in 1989, walking the corridors of the old Ramada-O’Hare hotel with my old pal Timothy Truman when an intense fan grabbed Tim by the arm.
“How could you,” the fan said, and I paraphrase. “How could you sell out?” He sported a gaze of disappointment and hostility. Tim didn’t ask what he was talking about. He knew. He had started supplementing his income by working for “the majors” – at that time, DC Comics. Not that First Comics and Eclipse Comics were any less corporate with many of the evils associated therewith; DC and Marvel were just bigger and better at it.
“Hey, I wanted to do a tribute to Gar Fox,” Timothy replied, and I continue to paraphrase. “I liked doing it.”
The fan staggered off muttering about things like big business and working for the man and such. I’m about as Red Cat as they come in comics (with the probable exception of Mark Badger), but I understood one thing: if you want to work on a corporate-owned character, you’re going to have to work for the corporation, and (as Martha Thomases noted earlier today) by their rules. That’s how gravity works.

Boy, when this Mary Jane was threatened by a villian, he wasn’t kidding around.

