(I love Dave's reinterpretation of him as semi-bovine, a sinister side-of-beef...)
It's been getting some kind words here and there, for which I'm v. appreciative. Every reading of a story is as valid as the next - the well-reasoned crap ones alongside the good -- the writer's intentions are very definitely not the be-all and end-all (i'm paraphrasin' Barthes here, I think... "Death of the Author"? LOL) -- the reader brings the sum whole of his life-as-lived and culture-as-experienced to the table as they soak up text-n-image, so think (s)he gets to pull out whatever meaning (s)he damn well likes. It's how it should be.
The DEADWORLD tales are stand-alones - one for each Dark Judge - so you can jump in at whatever point, but they do kinda intertwine, but it's not the *cough* End of the World if you miss one. Heh. See what I did there?
I have to say, though, that Rob Williams' and Henry Flint's run on Dredd (which ended in this ish) has been exceptional and I've thoroughly enjoyed it. A classic, I think.
Anyways, Prog 1947 is in the shops - and on-line - NOW.