This is David Lynch’s more eloquent response… you know, on my behalf… to the fucking idiot the other day who said he would pay a few dollars for a download version of the only story he was interested in in the new Kramers Ergot. (As opposed to my more juvenile response today on the Beat… sorry Uncle Heidi. So much for satire) Hey folks? Guess what? If you just want to read it and not spend any money… It’s called a fucking library. Get off the damn computer and out of your house.
I think now that it’s been a little while since Rory passed I’m experiencing that stage of grief know as liberation that is supposedly so familiar to those who have already lost their parents. Sorry about the headline lift, Tom. I feel your pain brother.
Tags: Art, assholes, comics, David Lynch, idiots, iPhone commerce, Kramers Ergot, Rory Root, Sammy Harkham, The Comics Reporter








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May 29, 2008 at 10:27 am
mark martin
Are you still drunk? I’m still confused! Library or internet, either way books aren’t being sold.
I can’t keep up. Or go back, in this case - I’m not sure what all the background is behind this. But it sounds like maybe somebody has an idea you can just buy the parts of a comic that you like, ergo Kramer’s Ergot? Why is that guy a fucking idiot? I think that sounds reasonable, for people who have a good printer and can print out good quality copies of the pages (or even for people who only want to read it on their screen, if that satisfies them). Just like buying songs on iTunes. Why buy the entire Madonna CD if you only want one song?
Well, just dropped by to say hi. And get exposed to some stuff. Always some interesting exposure here.
June 6, 2008 at 4:11 am
Marc Arsenault
Yeah. OK Mister Luddite. I buy that. Seriously, this guy is an (as they used to say in Atlanta in the 80s) “A Hoe”. Commodification of ones creations may not be a sin in itself, but this new layer of digital hoardifixation of our product is a type of love I do not need.