God Bless the Village Voice

Once the only Queen of Snark, the Voice is less distinctive than it used to be. But that's what happens to pioneers. Entire communities grow up around them. Next thing you know, they're not on the frontier anymore.

Her formerly eldritch voice may now be muted, but the old girl still packs a sting in her tail. Here she takes on the Untreated Alcoholic Preznit using the acid inks of Ward Sutton: