A comic about life, love, death, and space, in about three colors.
? Are you a boy or a girl? Getting old.

Rebel Rebel


I went for a drive the other day to procure taco shells. It was sometime close to three as the school zone speed limit was in effect. Cruising at 15MPH, I glanced out the window and noticed a little emoster crossing the street. It couldn’t have been more than 10 years old (while I am a terrible judge of age, this was an elementary school).

I had absolutely no idea if it was a boy or a girl. None. This creature was devoid of any discernible sexual dimorphism. It took the playful androgyny of Ziggy Stardust and brought it to a whole new level. I was staring at Androgyny 2.0.

It later occurred to me that I’m out of touch with the youth of this nation, and therefore am much older than physically possible.

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