“Terry Smith is a fucking grass”. That was written on a wall near Orlok’s childhood home. Apparently squealing to the forces of law and order will get you the ultimate pre-internet doxing available if you do so without due care and attention. Over the years some cheeky wag had scraped away the solitary “a” and the first two letters of “grass” to publicly shame Terry in a different way. It was a different time back then.
DATELINE:
August 2106 (Daily Star).
WHO’S RESPONSIBLE?:
John Wagner and Alan Grant are ratted on by Ron Smith.
WHAT’S IT ALL ABOUT (IN ONE SENTENCE)?:
A mob squealer needs protection.
WHO’S THAT IN THE HELMET?:
Judge Jones is on hand when Mickey The Mouth is brought in.
Chief Judge Hilda McGruder is in Brit Cit.
WHAT THE DROKK?:
The Mob apparently produces an android McGruder to greet the squealer. How do they pull this off? McGruder’s bodyguards at the scene apparently think it is her as does everyone apart from Dredd, so how could they not know where their Chief is and be duped into escorting this metal bastard?
Why is Mickey’s arrival being televised? Isn’t this a security risk?
WHAT’S THE ART LIKE?:
Standard.
HOW MANY LINKS?:
Three, if only for Dredd inviting his perp to “come clean” and then at the end being covered in something that looks like jizz.
Everything Comes Back To 2000AD 