Most Evil and Obnixous Comic Book Creator/Artist/Writer/Inker/Editor/Colorist

The most useless and moronic assholes in the history of comic books, in order of utter hideous evilness, are:

Tom DeFalco. Former Editor in Cheif of Marvel Comics
This is the man who singlehandedly destroyed Marvel as a source of quality product. This peice of canine subhumanoid garbage was responsible for a putrid ****-mountain of utterly inane and pointless editorial decisions. Yes, the same kind of decisions that inspired Chris Claremont and any other Marvel writer with any talent to split like a cheap pair of fat-guy pants. I've actually met this sloe-eyed piglet. An artist friend was showing off his portfolio to DeFalco. Most were straight pencil work but two of them were pencilled and inked and one was pencilled, inked and colored. DeFalco smugly snarled "Oh, so you think you should also ink and color your own work, don't you? Thats not how we work in this industry." Needless to say I decided that if an artist get that kind of ****, obviously a writer will get even less respect. (Mind you, DeFalco's imperious holier than thou horse**** is probably why all of Marvels artists left and formed Image in the first place.) Also, this was the bright bulb that thought selling Marvel to rapacious stockbrokers would somehow lead to a better position in the business. (Now, with that in mind, ask yourself why Marvel got bought out twice, nearly went bankrupt twice and nearly became an imprint of DC at one point. Yep, that Tom DeFalco is a freaking genious, isn't he?)

Barry Blair, the smug creep who created "Elflord"
Now, I don't want to sound like a prude...but, is it just me, or does all of Barry Blairs sh*t look like it was written & drawn with the pedophile child rapist market in mind? Look at it. A bunch of little boys in nuthugger leotards with big ears doing a cheap, quasi-smutty knockoff of Wendy Pini's Elfquest. Whats worse than his "art" is the man himself. His ego is huge enough that John Byrne takes "smugness" classes from him. (And mind you, Byrne has just enough talent to almost make up for his ego. Blair does not.) I walked by the mans booth (Blairs, not Byrnes.) and he gleefully snatched up his name plaque and held it about three inches from my nose, as if to say "Look! Look! It's me! Barry Blair!" Like anyone gives a crap. Hey, Spanky, you're not all that. A Super Big Gulp costs you the same amount of money as me. And no, your sh*t doesn't smell like potpourri. It smells almost as bad as your d*mned comic book. Luckily, Wizard no longer lists his books in their price guide for this simple reason: people realized a long time ago that his creepy comics are completely irrelevant and not worthy of being remembered.

Rob Liefeld.
What can you say about a guy who has been sued four times, twice for plagarism and (at least) twice for copyright infringement? A guy who gets worshipped for his artwork when a monkey on crack who draw the exact same picture? Well, you would have Rob "crackmonkey" Liefeld. He not only has "Lie" right in his name but "Rob" (as in he steals tired used up ideas off everybody else and then rips you off when you buy the same ideas off him for three times the price.) as well.
As a writer, I find his lack of originality to be so agressively obnoxious that I can't speak rationally about it. So I will stick to just his artwork.
This baby-faced dungtick managed to get famous by miserably failing to copy Art Adams. Also, Unlike Liefelds Idol, One of Arthur Adams greatest strengths...expressive faces...is Liefelds most glaring weakness (or, I should say, one of his most glaring weaknesses.) Apparently, Liefeld only knows how to draw two facial expressions:
1) Constipated scowl. (Also known as "Before Laxative")
2) Constipated scream. (Also known as "Too much damned laxative!")
Art Adams propoportions are off...but not THAT off. One notorious Liefeld cover shows a character with a two left hands and possibly two right feet. Or at least I think they're feet. He specializes in thighs the size of prize winning hogs held up by ankles as thin as broomhandles. And to those who think I'm exaggerating just to get a cheap laugh, I can only assure you that I am being as literal as possible. I have yet to see a page of Liefeld artwork where there was an actual background behind the action. It enough to make you pine for the dreary artwork of Curt Swan and Wayne "Yes That is My Real Last Name" Boring.
And there are zombified morons who worship this hack as some kind of innovative genious. Obviously, these same people think that pro wrestling is "real" and politicians are our friends.