Do you think that your 16 year old daughter hasn’t masturbated already? Like, do you really think there’s anything in that scene that this chick hasn’t already tried when the lights go out at night, or in the bathroom, or in the tub, or with the shower head or something like that? I’m telling you, man, I’m not teaching this broad anything new. If I were to create a rating system, I wouldn’t even put murder right at the top of the chief offenses. I would put rape right at the top, and assault against women. Because it’s so insanely overused and insulting how much it’s overused in movies as a plot device, a woman in peril. That, to me, is offensive, yet that shit skates.
Kevin Smith (director) on the ridiculousness of movies about sex receiving NC-17 ratings while extremely violent movies get by with R ratings. (via kevinnj)
Coming from the man who had how many rapes in his six-issue Spider-man miniseries that took forever to finish?
Like, I agree with him here, but I hope he realizes that even if he’s more aware now, at some point he was a part of the problem.
The other week I lost my temper and said some stuff about Marvel’s announcements of Captain America and Thor, who are replacing White Captain America and Dude Thor. I’ve been thinking about it a lot, mulling it over, because it’s been pretty inescapable.
I like Marvel’s characters. I think that much is obvious. I like the creators, too. I might quibble with some story details, but big whoop. That’s the smallest thing ever, “I don’t like this specific aspect of a comic that isn’t being written for me.” No me importa, basically. But it’s the marketing that’s killing me, and I think I figured out why.
Marvel’s making moves to increase the character diversity in their books, and drawing ire from the usual gang of idiots. Which I’m all for, even though I’m way more for creator diversity, and believe is a good thing. But the thing that’s grating is that instead of putting the work out on its own merits and marketing it about how great it is, a lot of the conversation around it has been about the basics that hate it.
I’ve been seeing Marvel folks, mostly white dudes but not entirely, retweet or address or bring up racists and scumbags and sexists while pushing their books, positioning themselves as taking a stand against these people talking trash.
They’re hijacking hate to a certain extent, in the Situationist sense, and are using it to market their comics. The new black Captain America, the new lady Thor, both of these announcements were followed, within minutes, by people talking about the people who are hating on the project. “Big ups to all my haters!” is such a soft position, because it positions you as good because these other people are worse.
On top of that, it also colors the reaction to the announcement. If you disagree with whatever for genuine reasons, but you phrase it as “I don’t like that the Falcon is Captain America,” the reaction to that is now tilted heavily toward “Oh, what’re you, racist?” instead of it being something more reasonable. By putting those people front and center, by tweeting about them and giving interviews about how you won’t change the project no matter the response because you believe in your stuff, you’re…it’s not ham-stringing criticism, but it’s definitely preempting it, in a way.
And I think that’s the gross part. I spend a lot of time consciously pushing back against the messages society tells me about being black. The unworthiness, the laziness, the dumbness…all of it’s fake. But I have to stay on the ball, I have to keep Black Is Beautiful in the front of my mind, because black IS beautiful, and it always has been, and it always will be.
But I remember being in kindergarten and getting called nigger on the playground. I remember fachas screwing with me and my friends in Spain. I remember getting followed around stores, people looking at me like I don’t belong, and getting ignored when trying to do my job because there’s a white dude next to me who people assume is the boss of me. This weekend I got confused for a few other black dudes in comics who I don’t even resemble, and it stings every time.
And I think it’s messed up to see somebody who doesn’t know that pain harness it to sell some comics. That’s what’s been grossing me out, that’s what I haven’t been able to properly articulate. It’s the corporate version of dudes crowing about how feminist they are, like being a decent human being means they deserve groupies. “One episode of The Wire, what you know about dope?” right? And I feel like Marvel gets it on a certain level, and they certainly employ people who get it, but they don’t get it yet.
Somebody calling you a nigger ain’t a badge of honor. You don’t show off your gunshot wounds. You don’t crow about how people hate you in the name of making yourself look good. You let the dead bury the dead and leave the garbage men in the rear view or in the ground. They should not matter to you or me not nary an inch.
That’s why it feels like diversity-as-marketing to me. The creative teams are killer, and I like that Marvel is putting the full weight of their machine behind these books. I respect the people creating the comics. But I can’t take seeing people be proud of getting hated on in a way that doesn’t hurt them but forces me to think about how crap and dangerous it is to be black (or anything else) and alive in America in 2014.
Well, tonight I got into a dumb argument with a comics creator I dig. That was fun (no, it wasn’t).
Two poets I dig (Robbie Q Telfer and Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz) talking about an awesome YouTuber I’m a fan of. I like thinking the creative types I like are all secretly fans of each other, and it’s nice when that actually pans out.
A slumbering god emerges from the earth
My sister told me a soul mate is not the person who makes you the happiest but the one who makes you feel the most, who conducts your heart to bang the loudest, who can drag you giggling with forgiveness from the cellar they locked you in. It has always been you.
i’m not saying anything but my absolute favorite hank videos are the
YOU ARE A HUMAN BEING AND THAT MAKES YOU STUPID AND DEPENDENT ON CULTURE AND SELFISH AND BIASED AND FLAWED BUT IT ALSO MAKES YOU UNIQUE AND CREATIVE AND FASCINATING AND MANY-SPLENDORED AND LOVABLE AND AWESOME
Maybe me too…when I first realized how extremely dependent on and unseparatable from culture I was, I had something of a crisis. I knew the culture that had woven itself inextricably into me was messed up and broken and terrible.
It took me a long time…like, around 10 years, to come to terms with it, and to understand that I could let it drown me or I learn to swim…learn to appreciate it and work with in it in a way that still allowed me to be proud of myself. If I can help people through that process more quickly than it was for me, then I’m winning.
Thanks for noticing.
The people I find myself loving these days, I love most everything about them. Even if there’s some part of them you don’t love, something that maybe even infuriates you, there’s a good chance that other parts of who they are have been shaped by this thing you don’t like.
People are flawed and wonderful.
Seems that “sometimes” is still “daily.”
Oh, there we go, that’s the right response to a FUCKING SHARK WALKING PAST YOUR WINDOW.
(From Junji Ito’s Gyo)
Now that… that’s a little subdued.
I feel like “…!?” is a relatively subdued reaction to a FUCKING SHARK WALKING PAST YOUR WINDOW.
(From Junji Ito’s Gyo)
Dude, that sweat bead tho
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Wish I knew of this sooner. Would’ve hopped onto the Jeffrey Brown original art perk. Regardless, backing because John P is awesome.