Title: Transmetropolitan: Year of the Bastard.
Author: Warren Ellis.
Artist: Darick Robertson.
Genre: Graphic novel, fiction, science fiction, cyberpunk.
Publication Date: 1998.
Summary: Futuristic reporter Spider Jerusalem is sinking into a well of pills and bitterness - and not covering the biggest story of the year: the presidential election. Spider's rocky trail takes him through renewed fame, political cynicism, and horrific sex, leading to a devastating shock ending.
My rating: 8.5/10
♥ "Can't help myself. Maybe if our campaign had won... No. Politics is like herpes. Once you've got it..."
♥ "I want something that'll give me the stamina of a young werewolf, the vision of a shaman, the thoughts of a serial killer and the gentleness of a hungry vampire bat."
♥ "When asked about the column by our correspondent, Jerusalem laughed, fondly bottled him in the temple and invited us all to suck his cock."
♥ "You want to know about voting. I'm here to tell you about voting. Imagine you're locked in a huge underground nightclub filled with sinners, whores, freaks and unnameable things that rape pit bulls for fun. And you ain't allowed out until you all vote on what you're going to do tonight. You like to put your feet up and watch "Republican Party Reservation." They like to have sex with normal people using knives, guns, and brand-new sexual organs that you did not know existed. So you vote for television, and everyone else, votes for fuck you with switchblades. That's voting. You're welcome."
♥ Follow me all the way down to hell, you fucks, come on... Follow anyone with the right smile, the right coverage, the right image... Follow anyone who says, "I'll look after you, I'll take the big decisions out of your hands so you can go back to shitting in each other's lives and fucking yourselves in complete blissful ignorance... The Oval Office carpet is thick with Presidential semen. They look out of the window, think "I own you all" and jack off like ugly apes in humping season. It's what they live for. No one who wants that is to be trusted. Why can't you all see that?
♥ "The best parts of you dried up on your mother's thigh!"
♥ "I can't solve any problems. All I can do is try to make sure people can't avoid noticing them. Make other people solve them. The right people."