Written by: Stan Lee
Pencils: Paul Ryan
Inks: Keith Williams
Ink Assist.: Steve Alexandrov
Letterer: Gaspar
Colorist: Paul Becton
Editor: Joey Cavalieri
Chief: Tom Defalco

Sorry it took me so long to get my blog up today. I had to pay homage to my football team…the Denver Broncos. Go Broncos!

Anyways, today I read Ravage 2099 by the awesome Mr. Stan Lee. It was actually a pretty enjoyable read. The writing, thanks to Lee, was really a breath of fresh air. Compared to some of the comics I’ve read lately, this one at least had both believable dialogue as well as dialect that’s dead-on. For instance, if you’ve never tried it, let me tell you how hard it is to have a character speak in a different dialect than just plain English. If you want them to sound Southern, Irish, British, etc. it’s really hard to successfully accomplish if you’re not an experienced writer. But Lee pulls it off without the dialect seeming forced or over-used.

But why the hell am I talking about dialect when I’ve just read a kick-ass Stan Lee comic? I dunno, there’s too much football in my system to correctly focus.

So, as I meander through my thoughts, I have to say I’m fascinated by comics frequently portraying futuristic scenes and people. Are we really so intrigued by the future? I’m sure a lot of people want to know where we as human beings will be in 50, 100, 250 years. In past blogs I’ve wondered about what’s to come. Will we all succumb to planetary meltdown? Or will our demise be caused by our own devious hand? Perhaps nothing much will change at all. We’ll simply go on living as technology progresses more and more quickly. Who knows. That’s the beauty of the future…we can never really know it.

Of course, we always know the past. We know it intimately until fades slowly from the backs of our minds into the ether of yesterday. We try and learn from it to make a more perfect tomorrow but does that ever really work? Or do we simply continue through the wilderness of time, hoping we can change things yet to come while simultaneously forgetting what we’ve already been through?

I’m not saying we forget things that have already happened but it seems to me that the further we get from incidences which we hope to learn from, the further we get from a more beautiful tomorrow. The best I can hope, is to hold on to each lasting memory (good or bad) in order to help create a future in which I can say I know who I am and where I came from.