Wow... Even Adolf fucking Hitler doesn't deserve another HM comic with half the dialog stolen from a Dylan album. (here, John Wesley Harding; the other, from Blood on the Tracks: "What was that noise!?!" "The howling beast on the borderline separating you from me." No joke.)
I would have to say the most interesting feature of that comic is shota Bob Dylan there in the pool. Even in 1981, the tranny was hardly new.
Plus an essay from some Prat hating on "escapist" literature. HM was always cancer.