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The Adventures of Dr. McNinja


After a brief discussion, Jamie and Dakin decided that April is officially Internet Comics Month at Duck & Cover (although judging from the last two posts, Dakin has already forgotten this discussion). 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.

My good friend, and fellow web jockey, Pete introduced me to The Adventures of Dr. McNinja last year. We were working on the same PHP project for a government agency (that shall remain unnamed), and the thing was driving us mad. Or it was driving ME mad. Pete seemed to be on top of everything, which is why he told me to take a break and read this comic. After a few pages I understood why Pete was such a bizarre (but thoroughly likable) young man: this comic is absolutely ridiculous, but I promise that you will LOL.

I won't give you too much back story because then that would ruin issue #3, which is all about Dr. McNinja's family history and the eternal struggle between ninjas and pirates. But just to alleviate all the head scratching (unless you have dandruff, in which case neither this comic nor this blog [nor the internet as a whole, for that matter] will be much help), Dr. McNinja is a doctor who is also a ninja. See? Cleared that right up, didn't I?

Now, the metaphor of self contradiction is an obvious one (the duality of aid and assassin existing in one singular entity; the intensity of inner conflict throwing the external world into a mirage of non sequitor and hallucination thus forcing the reader to compare the world of the internet with his/her own), which I'm sure you'll figure out within a couple of pages, so I'll just skip the analysis and instead summarize: Dr. McNinja lives in a world much like our own where doctors are ninjas and children are giant lumberjacks terrorizing the neighborhood. . . actually, the metaphor was simpler. Maybe you should just read the damn thing.

Dr. McNinja is the demented brain child of Chris Hastings and Kent Archer, who remind us that while ninjas may be a tired device, doctors are not.

Check out this page from issue #4, then see the rest of the archive after this flying ninja leap.

Comments

Unknown said…
Bizarre? I'll tell you bizarre, I don't even remember telling you about Dr McNinja. If I known I would have suggested we start using references throughout [PHP project that shall not be named].

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