I wasn't expecting a significantly less nuanced discussion on the matter of inaction and consequence than even Laurie managed to churn out when in frustrated hysterics!
Hell, Rorschach was more coherent in his muddled remarks to Manhattan on intervening and he was hardly all there in the head.
Clark didn't say anything of substance to the matter, Manhattan or the reader.
Johns failed as a writer of plot, character and subject.
Do you realize how much of a buffoon you have to be to drop the ball on your own intended premise after 12 issues to think it over each time and however many delays buffering more time to reflect, only to deliver the equivalent of a Hang In There poster as your closing statement?
What was he doing all that time to not polish up the central conceit?! Racking his mind for Joker's terrible quips? Trying to make sense of his own contrived Doctor Xerox plot device, which were just warmed up leftovers from how he tackled Zoom's past grief? Figuring out how to shoehorn Meme and Mariesuenette into relevance even as they had none on an international or personal level for most of the cast?!
You can't honestly imagine this hackneyed scrawl as work. There are fanfic writers putting in more hustle for their cartoon network crossover piece, and they're not getting paid anything but disability checks for their weapon's grade autism.
Worst yet is after reading all of this, not just Johns' unfiltered idiocy but the inflated reviews and defense of it, my largest regret is not having enough anger within my being to address all the grievances adequately.
Johns' bumbling has delayed even that from me.