The fledgling comics business was a sweatshop trade for creative hopefuls too inexperienced, too socially ill-equipped, or, more often, too minimally talented for the established avenues of hackdom, the pulps and commercial art.

For a day he did scant else but enhowl himself to a pitisome hoarseness.

I have always had an academic interest in hacking.

O, hold me not with silence over-long!