Si Spurrier is humorously and entertainingly hateful.

Short ‘n Curlies #21 by Si Spurrier | Bleeding Cool Comic News & Rumors:

"There’s a reason people commit murder, my friends, and it’s called “Other People.”

...Work continues apace on the CityGuide To A Fictional Town... Frankly, I was worried about this one.

...it became harder and harder in my mind to justify some of the narrative plot-points within this increasingly Solid world I was fleshing-out. For instance, there are scenes in which whole mobs must be incited to open violence by a seemingly minor act...

How can the inexplicable, or the intolerable, or the ugly, or the desperate, or the extreme, or the unlikely — or anything else that strains the boundaries of human understanding — possibly work in a solid, functioning universe?

Now, living back in London again, I know I needn’t have worried.

Two days ago I watched a middle-aged mother, standing on a tube platform, scream “I HATE YOU” into her toddler’s face, then gather the sobbing kid up and cuddle her, like a hot-water bottle in an ice-storm, all the way down the Bakerloo line. Last week I saw a scruffy-looking emo-kid give a tramp £20 on a whim, then watched another doorway-dweller scream abuse because he’d got nothing. I’ve watched pigeons eating a pigeon. I’ve watched a hundred men in blood-red outfits and synthetic bearskin helmets march and pivot with clockwork precision, because they thought it would impress a woman whose family is more riddled with inbreeding than a creationist’s History Of The Human Race, but who claims to’ve been chosen to Rule by God — So That’s Okay Then. I’ve watched four cops shelter from the rain while — a hundred yards up the street — a crazy guy knelt on the pavement and screamed — screamed, you understand — at passers-by, because they refused to accept the wisdom of a tortured Nazarene-on-a-stick into their lives. In the past week I’ve eaten food from four different continents, have listened to a mate miserably explain how he can’t choose between the two girls who claim to Love Him, have seen a popular racist bigot and one-eyed cuntflap announce his intention to run for parliament at the next general election, and heard the news of a Kid in Romford being shot at close range by a rocket-propelled Distress Flare.

This fictional cityguide of mine shouldn’t frighten me quite so much. The truth is, it’s not that constrictive at all..."