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White Ninja Comics :: Panic at the Retirement Home

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After a brief discussion, Jamie and Dakin decided that April is officially Internet Comics Month at Duck & Cover. They're going to take the opportunity to share with you some of their favorites, as well as hopefully discover some new favorites. In any event, they hope that you enjoy what they have to share, and, should you have some suggestions of something that they would like, flick them an email at duckandcovermusic[at]gmail[dot]com.

If you like manga comics filled with katana blades, nunchucks, throwing stars, and blood gushing from severed limbs, then you should not visit White Ninja Comics. He's not a ninja in the classical wait-three-days-in-a-pit-for-the-perfect-kill sense. No, he's a modern ninja filled with anxieties and prone to bad decisions: like tasting a freshly picked scab. Ninja's bizarre antics throughout the strip range from hilarious to psychopathic (read: more hilarious).

White Ninja Comics is one of those internet success stories that make some of us more than a little jealous. Especially those of us who don't have any talent and just want to be liked purely for the sake of existing. Okay: me. What began as a thrice-weekly, black-and-white web comic has ballooned into a phenomenon of books, t-shirts, a very active forum, thousands of pieces of fan art, and a site boasting some fairly big advertisers. But what's White Ninja about?

In the authors' own words, White Ninja is for the intellectual: the elite class of individual who can analyze and deconstruct the satirical humor in order to glean the latent metaphor inherent in each piece. Oh, and it's for people who like funny drawings. Flippant, yes, but they have a point: White Ninja is funny the moment you look at it. However, if you stay with it a little longer, it just gets funnier.

While it isn't new, per se (a few years is an eternity in Internet time), there are still a few people who haven't heard of it. I estimate anywhere between 10 and 10 billion. I just asked my girlfriend if she'd heard of WN Comics. She said, "yes," but that's because I told her about it already. I also asked the guy at the bakery. He said, "what?" which I took to mean "no." So you see, still a chance to get on the in before EVERYONE knows about it.

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