I live right by the Capitol Hill Autonomous Zone in Seattle. For those reading from further away – it’s important to keep in mind what the past week has been like in this area.
Every night, the cops would attack peaceful protestors after it got dark. The violence was apparently pointless, was often completely unprovoked and massively disproportionate when provoked, and seemed almost perversely dedicated to eroding any remaining public trust in the police.
- “you know how, after people were furious about the tear gas, the mayor and police chief declared the police would not use CS gas for 30 days? well, it’s been less than 48 hours, and they just used CS gas again”
Events of this kind became almost surreally predictable, not in their details, but in their shape: no matter how badly the police are behaving, they’re going to hit a new low tomorrow. If they seemed indefensible today, they’ll somehow make themselves into even more clear-cut villains tomorrow. (Example: the night after the “tear gas ban,” they used OC gas, whereas technically the ban was limited to CS gas – and the night after that, they abandoned all pretenses and used CS gas again.)
No one understood why the cops did what they did. In press conferences and the like, the mayor and police chief contradicted themselves from day to day and sometimes seemed to be unfamiliar with the basics of the previous night’s news. The city council was baffled, everyone was baffled – the cops even found an odd, tangential way to piss off the Seattle School District in the process of doing all this other stuff.
When the cops left the precinct two days ago, all of that stopped. I don’t mean to sound like the protest isn’t important anymore, or something like that, but “a continuous peaceful protest is happening in your area” is … well, a lot more compatible with ordinary life and work than than “you now live in a warzone where the city attacks its citizens every night.”
Right now it doesn’t feel like some new group has come in and “taken over.” Really, it’s the opposite. The very unwelcome group that “took over” last week – “took over” in terms of their new aggressive behavior if not in terms of literal physical presence – is finally gone.
Back in 2017, I traveled up through Northern Japan. On my birthday in Hokkaido, I had butter corn ramen in a tiny restaurant I don’t remember the name of, and wound up going back multiple times because I liked it so much. After having it for dinner three days in a row, I started feeling sick. That night I had awful nightmares. This comic is inspired by one of those dreams I had. I tried making it into a comic when I returned home to New York, but after drawing the first page I came down with a horrible flu and wound up having to go to the emergency room for exhaustion and dehydration. When I finally felt better again, I decided to move on to other comics. But this one always stuck with me, so I decided to finally draw the whole comic.
This is my longest comic ever, and since you can’t put more than 10 images into an Instagram carousel, I can’t post the entire thing. But it’s on my Patreon, and you can read it for as little as a dollar! Plus there are other tiers where you can get access to my secret Finsta or sign up to receive phone wallpapers each month! Just head to patreon.com/adamtots
saw a quote that said ‘if we all ate the same and exercised the same we would still all have different bodies’ & I literally think it’s something you need to keep reminding urself
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.
