I’ve heard of Michael Malloy for the first time in a song by Primus. It’s an instrumental only 25 seconds long off their first album, Frizzle Fry. Some time passed until my best man got interested in the meaning behind the strange title – You can’t kill Michael Malloy. We came across a very interesting story that indeed happened in New York during the Great Depression in the US in the 1930s. The story centered on an Irish immigrant, an ex-fire fighter who at the time was a homeless alcoholic and a regular in a speakeasy. Speakeasies were very popular, as they were makeshift establishments for selling alcohol. One such place was run by a Tony Marino. The Tony Marino gang was later dubbed the Insurance mob; if you follow the link you can find the complete story. I think it’s worthy of your attention. I was fascinated by the event, but absolutely disgusted by the depth of the dark side of humanity. For a long time I’d been toying with the idea of turning this story into some sort of a strip or illustrated story. This work is dedicated to the sacrifice of Michael Malloy and similar cases. The illustrations were completed in 2013. Unfortunately, I haven’t done the text adaptation. Any help in that respect is more than welcome.