Let me be straight here: I left the Star Wars fandom. I cancelled my subscription to Star Wars: The Old Republic. I uninstalled both Knights of the Old Republic games from my computer. I haven’t watched a Star Wars film since The Last Jedi.
Jeffery Jacob Abrams, however, is an emotionally manipulative bastard who’s out to get me personally, and so he cooked up this little trailer. And guess what? I’m back. Yay me.
Join me under the cut as I analyze this newest bit of emotional trauma.
It is the one hundredth anniversary of the end of the First World War, and the eightieth anniversary of Kristallnacht.
And here we are again. Antisemitism is on the rise; the shooting in Pittsburgh is only the most graphic example.
The militaries of the world’s great powers are staffed by people who range from the incompetent to merely being unable to understand the new technologies and how they change warfare.
Our politicians, particularly in the United States, are aggressive and power-hungry. They use the rhetoric of martial power and pride, but Donald Trump was a draft-dodger and Putin a KGB thug. These are not men who fought in the trenches or the jungles or any other such thing. Just men who think they can exploit those who have.
Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori. The old lie.
I don’t have an answer here, no pithy comment on how to defeat the forces of violence and cruelty this time.
But I know we must reject their lies. That we must reject cruelty and violence, that we must help one another.
Otherwise, we will have broken faith with those who died and rendered their sacrifice as meaningless and pointless as possible.
Greetings, peoples! I’m still chugging away on my own writing and hope to have a new chapter of Uncanny X-Men up soon. Today, though, I want to talk about something different. I want to talk about Titans (2018) and my conflicted thoughts on it.
Quick Robin! Under the bat-cut!
Or as I like to call it: the good national holiday!
All right, so May hasn’t been the best month for me, creatively speaking. My output has definitely fallen this month.
But fear not! For I am not dead by any means, and more stories are coming. Along with my review on Troy: Fall of A City.
June, in point of fact, should be a great month. So stay tuned!
I’ll keep you guys posted.
I’m back, and I gotta tell you: there’s nothing like pretending other people don’t exist for four days. It’s rejuvenating in the extreme; you guys should try it sometime.
Anyway, I’m back, working on mapping out new chapters, a new novel and my review of Troy: Fall of A City. And one thing that’s been bugging me throughout all of this is body types and shapes.
And man do I have some thoughts on the subject.
Under the cut!
Let’s recap, shall we?
- Hamas attacks an Israeli fortified position with no support whatsoever, either in terms of actual weapons or politically. Israel defends itself with standard, albeit poor tactics, and we have 62 dead without a single scrap of land being gained or the peace process advancing. Man, even the generals of World War 1 didn’t suck this hard.
- The attack engendered a lot of meaningless support for Palestine, including some angry articles, a couple of marches and Turkey and South Africa recalling their diplomats from Israel. Again, no actual change in the region.
- The support for Israel is worse, given that it consists of an embassy change and comes from (in America, at least) a bunch of people who are openly using their support for Israel to kill both Jews and Muslims. Yay? Again, nothing actually changed.
- The Jewish community is fighting with itself. Again. As always.
- In other news, the American military managed to lose track of 21 trillion dollars. There’s no pithy comment here, the Yanks just straight up can’t account for 21 trillion dollars.
- In my neck of the woods, Alberta and B.C. are having a pissing contest over a pipeline they both know won’t be built in order to boost their ratings in time for the next election. It’s working, too, that’s the depressing part.
- On a much brighter note, the American Senate voted to restore Net Neutrality. Yay! Except it will almost certainly be defeated in the house. No yay.
There you have it folks. The most pointless week ever.
Oh well. It’s the May long here in Alberta and the rest of my family is going away for the weekend. That means no human contact for four days! Yippee!
I’ll see you guys all next week.
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The thing about working on comic book fanfiction while playing Injustice 2 is you get thinking about comic book costumes. And you get thinking about most people, from artists to fans to critics, are thinking about comic book costumes wrong.
Join me under the cut!
So Netherrealm Studios has been promising to add in hoods for Green Arrow aka Oliver Queen into Injustice 2. There is no expressing the degree to which this pisses me off, but I thought I would share my thoughts on the terrible state of superhero costumes with you.
Join me under the cut!