And, really, who am I to argue with the comic’s own creator? Unless he’s wrong, of course — but he’s not, so let’s just trudge on ahead, shall we?
Our ostensible “hero” here is a typically interchangeable worker-drone named Michael who only seems distinctive in that he might harbor a few more dreams and aspirations for something other than what’s on offer than his fellow “Amazonians,” but even that tepid level of non-rebellion is enough to earn him a demotion to — well, that would be telling, and Amazons has snitches all over the place. Suffice to say when he doesn’t take too terribly well to his new position, what amounts to an escape by default is his only option. But is there anything else left to escape to?
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