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So, today Kamala Harris is in Douglas, Arizona campaigning on how she'll put her attorney general know-how to the people of America to prove she's ready to tackle the border crisis. Key word from her speech? That she's interested in running on a solution to the crisis, not running on the crisis itself.

It's a statement that's derived from the adage, "Be a part of the solution, not a part of the problem." I won't go into a spiel about all the high points of her awesome speech, but I will explain why Harris is the better choice on immigration. 

See, she wants to FIX issues about the border that Trump and the MAGA base chose to only exacerbate. Fact: Trump is the only president in America's history to cut funding for fighting fentanyl trafficking and instead ripped kids and babies from parents and lock them up in cages like zoo animals... and then lie on national television about how "fabulous" they were doing during a debate with his 2020 opponent Joe Biden. Trump also chose to singlehandedly force the Republicans into striking down a bipartisan border deal that they, Democrats, and the entire Border Patrol wanted greenlighted and signed

Why? So that he could later weaponize the border crisis to stoke racism, hatred, and violence against ALL immigrants -- without care of whether they are legal or not -- starting with the Haitian immigrant community in Springfield, Ohio. As always, Trump relies on grisly violence as his trusted method of a solution. 

Listen up, America. I don't care what Trump OR his supporters think: fear, hatred, racism, and violence are NOT campaigning. The word "campaign" does NOT include bloodshed. It does NOT include labeling someone or a group of people as a bogeyman and continuously saying that America only prospers when they are obliterated. It does NOT include turning people against each other and watching the show with soda and popcorn. 

"I'm running on a solution to our problems at the border" IS a campaign slogan. 

"Send them back" is a statement of dehumanization and hatred, and advocates a culture of isolationism. And history has taught us countless times that isolationism is the perfect recipe for a nation that languishes in a meaningless existence. 
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I'm standing with you, and against evil. I honor your service as president, as Commander-in-chief, I respect our heroes who stood for the good of the world. I believe in the Constitution and the sacrifices they made so we can live to enjoy the freedoms we have. I respect the rule of law, and respect the humility our heroes gave to President Zelenysky. Democracy is not a joke, nor a guarantee. I will stand with you all the way. 

You were in Normandy, honoring our troops, honoring the idea of life, liberty, and happiness. 

And I respect your respect for the institutions and the systems that govern America, even if I don't always agree with them. A president who respects the justice system even when his own son is on the line is a president worth re-electing. Fact and FACT. 
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Josh Gibson has been declared the TRUE greatest hitter in all of MLB history as the MLB has included the Negro Leagues in the record book. Gibson is the rightful champion of not one but TWO records it seems. Babe Ruth is now second greatest. Wow.

I was never really into baseball, but news like this does make me happy and optimistic. This further proves the significance that Blacks in America have in making it what it is today. Even with all the crap Republicans are pulling to discredit the Black heroes/heroines and trailblazers of the past, it's still literally impossible to fully write out all of our ancestors' accomplished. 

Let's face it, America has been impressed and wowed over and over by the accomplishments of not only Blacks, but all races, genders, and orientations. Many of these accomplishments are things that nobody in the Republican Party could even dream of doing. These stars are what make America great. Not whiny little prats who believe that they alone are the be-all and end-all of all living things and are entitled to unwavering worship and loyalty. 

These facts can't, and never will be, erased from American history. It just makes it more and more clear that those who sought to overthrow the government were people of little to no significance -- just like their "president" -- and who TRULY hate America. They're stuck in the past, still seeing Jim Crow as the law of the land, that a White Jesus means all power in the country resides solely in the hands of arrogant White men with a fancy for dominating their wives/girlfriends. 

You can't cover up, hide, or erase the best aspects of humanity and those who represent them. 
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Hey DW pals, Jason here. 

So, I finally wrapped up the third part of Matt Zimmer's Gilda and Meek and the Un-Inverse's epic arc, "The Pontue Legacy". Before I begin though, I'd like to say a few words on this episode. 

I was in a very sad place after the news about my high school's Class of 2024 Graduation Commencement Celebration. I never thought such a tragic thing would befall my alma mater, especially given my experience there. There was only one time in my high school where I generally feared for my life, but there was someone looking out for me who got me home safely. I'm grateful to have gotten my diploma in spite of that one incident, and my fond memories of my time at high school far eclipse the anger I felt upon hearing
the news about what happened.

I was dinged on social media for posting a message on my high school's Class of 2005 page calling for thoughts and solidarity to support and help the new graduates, their families, the staff, and the two victims. I was initially enraged, as I thought Facebook was taking my post out of context. But rather than fight with the admins, I choose to acquiesce and accept the removal of my post. It's been only two weeks since my current mental health situation forced me to resign from my third job -- undoubtedly the best job I have ever had -- and to obsess over this would not be good for my road to recovery. I've carried such a burden, so much emotional baggage that just thinking about this injustice and the state of things in America literally gave me a throbbing headache. Right now, that's the last thing I need. 

So, after I cooled off, I decided to finish up the remaining few pages of Gilda and Meek, since last time I spent four hours reading and journaling my thoughts into the review you'll see below. And upon finishing the episode, I felt a sense of calm -- this was a feeling I haven't had for nearly a year, given what I've been through. In that moment, I returned to the Serenity Prayer I re-discovered in 2022, and decided to just appreciate where I am now, what I've accomplished, what I've learned, and reflecting on the lives I helped to make just a bit better. As a result, I can allow myself to once again let go of my ruminations on the world's problems and focus on what's best for myself at the moment. I told Matt about this positive reaction near the end of my writing the review, so you could say this is also a thank you to him for being one of the rocks I hold onto in life. Thanks, Matt. You are awesome. 

And without further ado, here we go... 


Gilda and Meek and the Un-Iverse #11: "The Pontue Legacy - Part III: The Magician and the Swordman" Review


⦁ Well, Henry's starting off his swordfight with Pedro/Inigo with a meme statement, plus the obligatory menacing, P.O.ed face. Memories of that meme being used in reference (and origin) during The Super Mario Bros. Movie wisped through my mind for a moment. But now, once more unto the breach... oh, and Henry's out-bladed by one, btw. Dual-wielding swordsmen are not to be trifled with, as Henry soon finds out for himself. Outmatched and outclassed, the advantage is Pedro's, and it's game, set, and... 

⦁ Princess Sarah thought showing up at the opportune moment to play referee would make Pedro yield to royalty, but the dashing monocle-sporting master of blades states that his allegiance is to no one. A regular Aragorn, a lone ranger. Love it. But then we're informed that Pedro's beef ain't with the princess, it's with Sorceress Augatha. He's the last of Pontue's elite guard, who witnessed her murder at the hands of Augatha, the latter procuring the Dark Idol of the Gragnocks. The whole "stand and deliver" deal with the bridge is to prevent any of Augatha's crew from reaching the Dragon's Council. Have to say that's pretty tragic, not only being the last of your kind but also having seen your liege slain in cold blood right before your eyes, topped by the assassin becoming the inheritor of an omen. Being alone and guarding a bridge in the netherlands of your kingdom would probably invite misery, then delusions...

⦁ Pedro once again expresses the gravity of the situation; with Mistress Pontue and the Knights of Pontue extinguished, failure to put an end to Augatha's agenda pretty much means the End Times are coming. Overcome with emotion and at Princess Sarah's request, Pedro fills the crew -- and we, the readers -- in on the whole shebang: he and the Kingdom's citizens were on the lookout for a sacred realm that Pontue claimed would be the only sanctuary left once Augatha fulfills her agenda of laying waste to the entire planet. The Sancturary -- the "paradise" Pedro menacingly invoked at the cliffhanger of the previous episode -- is known as Piranhnala. It's described as Heaven on Earth, and for good reason; for one thing, aside from the obvious beauty and wealth, these folks got advanced magic. They call it... technology. Oh, yeah -- this is definitely Heaven on Earth all right. The only question I have is, just how advanced is their tech? Are we talking techno-kinesis, or even technomancy? The possibilities are endless... and, of course, fish have made this wonderland their crib. And, according to Winifred's mother, this sanctuary does indeed exist.

⦁ Pedro joins the party, equipped with his dual blades, Henry with his single blade, and Sarah and her canine escorts are now under the protection of both swordsmen as they head for the Dragon's Council. The first order of business, of course, is to find the magician known as Agnor, who was mentioned in the previous episode. Makes sense; Agnor is a magician, and the Crew will need all the extra aces in the hole they can get for what they're up against. However, Sarah knows that Agnor won't exactly be giving her the "Pumbaa gravel at Her Majesty's feet" when they meet the magician. She and Agnor have a history involving a student of his, which cost him something so near and dear to him, and apparently irreplaceable. And for that, Agnor holds quite a grudge against Sarah that has yet to be quelled. Sounds deep. Sarah proceeds to bring up the slideshow to explain it all...

⦁ Flashback time! Three years ago a procession from the Capitol of Korsam arrives at the welcoming gate of the Kingdom of Finn. The honored guests are Agnor and his apprentice. An interesting fact about Korsam is that it isn't a monarchy; there are no coronations, crowns, or thrones. Nope, this is a democratic kingdom, playas. The people of Korsam elect their president, who just happens to be Agnor himself. Agnor's remark about Henry's skin complexion drew a slight chuckle from me. For the uninitiated, a diverse kingdom is a JUST kingdom. 

⦁ And now we're introduced to the yet-unnamed apprentice of Agnor, and he's not too fond of the kid. He's Zyle, and he's a regular heartthrob nobody can will themselves to despise at first glance. Unfortunately, that's one type of magic that Agnor is NOT skilled in. Zyle owns a confidant in his teddy, Gerf. And don't be fooled; Zyle may be the dashing hero, but man alive does he LOVE that teddy. And Gerf is a living being to boot. Sarah makes an interesting remark about that quality, to create life from nothingness. As a self-taught artist, that's something I believe truly defines the magic of art, of creation. Many world religions speak of an omnipotent, almighty entity (God, Allah, Krishna, etc.) responsible for bringing the universe into being. That aspect, creating something from nothing, is the connection between human and metahuman/entity/higher power. Both beings share that ability, just in different literal shares. Humankind can't create other living humans of their own will (unless reproduction is considered), but the ability to make images of any shape, sometimes in sequence, is still an act of creation by that human, and thus creation is a common ability for both humans and higher beings in that regard. That's a nice little "soul statement" from the princess, and it reminds me of why I do what I do in art. 
  
⦁ Well, well... though it's obvious that Princess Sarah has the hots for Zyle, the young apprentice seems a bit... reserved. He admits that he finds our princess here at a 10 our of 10 on the "Damn, is she HOT or WHAT?" scale, but he's also wary of the stereotypical "If the Princess's dad catches me getting intimate with her, which could very well happen REALLY soon, I'm most certainly a dead man" response, so he holds his admiration back. I can sympathize with him in a way, since the kingdom doesn't think too highly of King Farrell, and also... well, Sarah's a princess. That's pretty concerning territory on which one would be wise to tread lightly on. Also, Zyle has respect for Winifred despite her station as a servant, and stands with Sarah for having the pup join in on getting their cake-grubbin' on. I gotta say, Winifred obviously commands a certain level of respect for someone of her position, which does remind me of many story tropes involving the protagonist finding great worth in a character that, at first glance, would seem like a throwaway or just a lowly plot device to advance a story. 

⦁ Zyle's statement about his liege being super conservative despite leading a democratic kingdom reminds me of a conversation with another webcomic artist about a crucial theme in his story, covering looking past someone's appearance and into their hearts. I'll explain how:

⦁ The protagonist in this story, titled "Good Words with Sako", is a young Japanese girl named Sako Fujita who falls victim to a horrible tragedy that inadvertently turns her into a large, humanoid Stegosaurus. Though her appearance turns off nearly everyone else in the fictional city of Margoda, Sako finds respite through a webshow in which she shares messages about the goodness in people, forgiveness, and even failure and disappointment from seemingly dead dreams. I gravitated to this comic during a point in my life last summer when I had been questioning if I was being my true self or keeping up appearances just to feel tolerated in my family. Recently I was able to reclaim my identity, but it was by no means easy to reach that point. Anyway, Sako soon finds a boy who works at her local manga bookshop, Zan Sudo. Over time, Sako develops very strong feelings for Zan, but she's dismayed at the fact that Zan already had a girlfriend, and she was currently a literal humanoid dinosaur who society would surely mock for romanticizing about a human. However, it is soon revealed that Zan's girlfriend got drugged by a bullish dude at a party and shared explicit photos of herself and this guy having sexual relations on the internet. When Zan found out, he was heartbroken. At the same time, he had also developed feelings for Sako, refusing to judge her by her scaly appearance, but by the general goodness of her heart through her messages on her webshow. Eventually things got to a head and Zan met with his remorseful girlfriend to voice his pain. And though his girl tried to patch things up and start over, Zan had had enough. He declared he was now in love with Sako, and formally broke up with his former beau. The relationship between Zan and Sako grew up to a moment at a dance party where Sako accidentally bumped her spiky Stegosaurus tail into another woman on the floor, who proceeded to berate the dino-girl for being so careless. Zan hurried to Sako's defense, basically telling the woman to piss off since Sako didn't hit her intentionally. But the damage was already done; Sako fell into a self-pity, hating that this was what she was now. Zan later cheered her up by asking for one last dance, to which Sako reluctantly agreed. Turns out that Zan asked for that dance to prove to Sako -- and the whole crowd -- how he felt about her by embracing her and slowly leaning into a kiss that took Sako by surprise, which then turned to reciprocated love as she too fell into the kiss. At that point, Zan had considered Sako his girlfriend, refusing to judge her by her appearance. Sako happily accepted that notion, and the two were happy for a time. 

⦁ But Zyle mentioning "super conservative" in a democratic concept reminded me of how Zan's father took the news. Mr. Sudo and Zan never saw eye to eye on anything, with Mr. Sudo having become even more bitter since the passing of his wife/Zan's mother. He wasn't at all happy with his son dating a dinosaur. Zan retorted that he wasn't in love with her for her appearance, but for her good heart and soul. Mr. Sudo shut down that point by doubling down on the fact that Sako was not human, despite acknowledging the unfortunate circumstances of her current state. Plus, he was concerned about the effect Zan and Sako's pairing would have on his business partners and interests to provide fot himself and his son. He then gave Zan an ultimatum: break up with Sako or be cut off from all family inheritance. Zan chose Sako, and vehemently disowned his dad in a show of raw contempt. 

⦁ It was at this point that I left a comment lambasting Mr. Sudo for being so cold-hearted and willing to even cut his own son out of the family will for dating someone who wasn't human, especially in the interests of keeping up appearances with his business partners. I sarcastically labeled him a "conservative" who was afraid of change. The artist, who goes by the username "KaijuKid" (he's a major Godzilla fan), replied to my comment the following day gently telling me that I should hold back on the harsh comment on grounds of conservatism -- KaijuKid himself hold some conservative values too, but not at the expense of alienating open-mindedness. He also added that Mr. Sudo's actions weren't to drive his son away from his new, scaly girlfriend out of scorn; he was masking his real concern for how society would reject Zan for dating a dinosaur girl. Yes, his approach was harsh, but not in the interest of "conservatism". He was truly concerned about how Zan would likely be targeted by hate groups and paparazzi hack writers. I think my response was due to the divide I had with my own dad, which had reached its peak last summer, and I felt like I was seeing my own father in Zan's father; not allowing for me to follow my dreams and instead forcing myself to be a bookworm so my dad could our extended family and friends a son he could be proud of. Now, while that doesn't excuse MY dad's actions as they were purely for his own pride, Mr. Sudo was looking out for his son's safety. And soon after Zan abandoned and moved in with Sako, Mr. Sudo arrived to finally tell his son that he was okay with Sako being his girl, on some temporary conditions until Zan would be able to fully provide for himself and Sako. He was also touched prior to this by hearing Sako's case in a personal meeting. In the end, Both Sudos and Sako were content, though there were other, graver things happening in Margoda that threatened only them, but many others in their circle of friends. I haven't caught up in a while, but I can certainly say that the stakes saw a huge spike in a VERY short amount of time.
 
⦁ So that, along with Zyle's "conservative" father leading through being elected leader of his kingdom via democratic means reminded me of how rigid my own views of conservatism were, mainly due to how Republican politicians had basically rewritten the definition of such into an extremist agenda championed White men who profited from growing up in the Jim Crow and saw an opportunity to recreate that style of "government" for the modern age. But that isn't conservatism. I interpret that term from a non-political standpoint, one that believes in holding some societal norms in place in the interest of a peaceful existence; things like declaring murder is wrong, that the proliferation of hatred coupled with that of unrestrained violence can and will destroy society, the rule of law and mutual respect for each other regardless of personal views -- basically the Golden Rule. These days people worldwide are renouncing that simple concept and replacing it with complicated "power dynamics" that don't maintain a society, but fracture and eventually destroy it. Unfortunately in America, there's a lot of that kind of rebellious vigor that is considered conservatism today, and it spreads a bad message about REAL conservatives not affiliated with politics, as it had with me. BUUUUT anyway, ahem. Okay, moving on...

⦁ Using a clever (and loud and messy) diversionary tactic, Sarah, Zyle, and Winifred score BIG on the cakes. It may've been a bit noisy and disorganized, but hey, it worked. And isn't that what's most important? Of course, they gotta keep their plan unnoticed by King Farrell and Magician Agnor, lest they pick up the act. All the while, Sarah becomes more open about her attraction to Zyle, to the point of the ol' touching-your-crush's-hand during a moment that couldn't be more romantically fitting before Gerf decides to literally break the silence. Kinda reminds me of that girl from 11th grade, Nina; aside from her flirtatious remark about the similarity between our names and slyly asking about what our kid's prospective name could be, there was a moment -- during Valentine's Day of all days -- where I ran across her and two of her friends during the passing period between classes. She advanced towards me with arms wide for an embrace, which I nervously gave into while greeting her by name, which really lit her eyes up as she acknowledged that yes, I remembered her name. Her friends wished me a happy Valentine's Day while Nina smiled fondly. That whole thing was so sudden that it took me completely off guard, leading to me somewhat absentmindedly welcoming her hug. I'm an introvert and really shy, especially around women. Even if a girl walks up to me and tells me that I look "cute", I usually either pretend not to have heard them or acknowledging it sheepishly. Yep, I got next to NO experience if a girl is close by and wants to strike up a conversation, whether I'm attracted to them or not. I'm not sure why. Mysteries of my life, heh... 

⦁ Lady Heather, Princess Sarah's monotonous cousin, doesn't approve of Zyle. Like, at ALL. Never mind that she sees his father's kingdom as FAR beneath hers, but by that virtue she dubs Zyle as likable as a dumpster truck. Zyle retorts by telling Heather that she has the literal ODOR of a dumpster truck. Heather declares Zyle to be sent to the guillotine for such a smart-alecky quip, but it turns out that she in fact DOES reek of an odor, but instead of a dumpster truck as I had earlier imagined, it was rather that she didn't know where she was sitting; turns out that the seat of her chair wasn't a cushion, but rather something that a bear had done -- the bear in question being the stuffed teddy, Gerf. Apparently housekeeping forgot to clean that up. Damn, that MUST have been totally humiliating. 

⦁ Later on, my "foresight of the stereotypical" begin to come to pass, with King Farrell not thinking to highly of Zyle in terms of status; Agnor is a powerful magician, but where he comes from apprentices apparently aren't worth jack. They're essentially guinea pigs exploited for the most optimal use by Kosram's leadership, regardless of government by democracy. King Farrell responds with even more proof of my "foresight" by stating a person of such lowly status such as Zyle is NOT what he considers monarch material, discouraging Sarah from seeing him. When he invokes his wife/Sarah's mother, the princess remains unmoved as well as offended that the King would even go that far. Daddy states that Agnor is already preparing to send Zyle on his way anyway, so it's already a done deal, and tells Sarah to give her parting ways speech and to make it fast. Oh, and Farrell has seen to it that our two lovebirds will be permanenty separated. As in, forever. 

⦁ In a fit of frustration and rage, Sarah rage-slams the nearby door, clearly ready to blow like a Hawaiian volcano. Zyle just happens to be nearby, and is already jerky at the sudden explosion of a scorned woman on a hellish warptah. Almost instantly upon seeing him, Sarah goes from "there's gonna be HELL to pay now!" to "Ohmygod-he's-right-here-and-I...I...come here, you fine little guy!" and locks lips, momentarily wowing Zyle. But then he quickly collapses into a self-conscious panic attack, in disbelief that Sarah would even find kissing him something even remotely considerable. But though Sarah begs to differ on those grounds, she has to keep it real with Zyle: as the heir to the throne, Sarah's royal obligations take all precedence over other matters -- even matters of the heart. Plus, there's also the issue of her cousin; if Sarah abdicates the throne to Heather, well... she'd effectively King Farrell seems like the late Queen Elizabeth II. And Sarah says this with veritable fear in her eyes and in her voice. Unfortunately, she and Zyle can never be. 

⦁ Angor's unique enchantment, the Whahuma Talisman, stands ready for use to end the Kingdom of Finn's catastrophic drought dilemna (too many fond memories of a dinner hosted by Barack Obama and a well-known Black comedian who commented on California's predicament at the time: "Hey, if y'all haven't noticed, California is BONE DRY. It's like Mad Max up in here!" Too bad I can't remember the dude's name, but he had a perpetual fury-eyed glower that I can't believe Obama didn't flinch at...). I'm reminded of a recent plot device in my own comic book series Sneakers' U-Force in the form of an ancient relic called the Eco-Scepter, which has the ability to manipulate the weather for better or worse for two full hours of beautiful bliss or Hell on Earth. But that's just for two hours. The Whahuma Talisman here? This baby can change not only the weather, but the very fabric of reality. That's GODLY power there, folks. You do NOT want that in the wrong hands. The king mentions a disaster of apocalyptic proportions were this artifact to fall into the hands of Sorceress Augatha, but Agnor slighty rebukes that statement on the grounds that Augatha does not believe in domination through "video game cheat codes" -- Augatha a sorceress of standards, and will do things by the book. Better to earn your right as Goddess of the Cosmos than to just buy an Infinity Gauntlet complete with all six Infinity Stones off of Amazon and do your thing once it arrives on your porch and you unbox it. Where's the feeling of victory, of ACCOMPLISHMENT in that?

⦁ Farrell questions Agnor's view on the use of the Whahuma Talisman for his own ends if he so desired. Turns out Agnor doesn't like using cheat codes either; he too believes in using the power to warp the space-time continuum with a level of restraint and formality. He will never go out of his way to just snap his fingers and all that was shall cease to be; like Thanos from the Avengers fame, Agnor would rather work his way there and earn his victory. I gotta respect both Agnor and Augatha on at least those grounds; even with my own comics, I had to learn to really enjoy the process of making each page rather than to rush through them to make self-imposed deadlines in the interest of maintaining update schedules, especially given that I'm not charging money to view the work (I could've chosen to do it that way on GlobalComix.com, but that would be a losing battle against the likes of Image Comics, Oni Press, and Antarctic Press, which have acquired FAR MORE exposure than I could hope to build in such a short amount of time... plus, it's just not my M.O.). The feeling of accomplishment after doing things that way is seldom matched by any other euphoria I experience in life. 

⦁ Eventually a mysterious figure sneaks into the King's study and steals the Talisman, then makes a break right though a nearby window. Upon discovering the theft of the artifact, both King Farrell and Agnor order Winifred to use her canine senses to identify the culprit. Unfortunately, Winifred loses the scent just quickly as she had picked it up, prompting the two angry old men into a fit of serious animal cruetly towards the helpless servant. Naturally, Winifred, having just been on the receiving end of the " Screw 'never kick your dog, not even if your upset with it', this mutt needs to learn some RESPECT" plus a dose of domestic violence seeing as she is a female and this is King Farrell's Crib, breaks down into tears and makes herself scarce, with Henry looking on in horror at the sight of what just transpired. The two men immediately committ to retrieving the Talisman as they know that whoever owns it now has frickin' REALITY at risk, with Farrell promising full compensation in wealth to Agnor in the event the Talisman is forever lost. BUT... well, the Narrator doesn't dub Agnor a douchebag for nothing. In his mind, the only thing that's worth mentally salivating for is just how much bank he could be potentially be rolling in. They say that "the love of money is the root of all evil", and Agnor looks like he wants to maintain the veritability of that adage.

⦁ Winifred suddenly recalls the scent of the thief as she meets up with Sarah and Zyle, who were having a fond moment. The canine, whose nose has never led her astray reveals the identity of the culprit... as Zyle himself! Sarah immediately gives a stark rebuttal, stating that if that were the case, then Zyle would've already taken the Talisman for himself back in Korsam. Zyle adds that he's never even been in the King's study to begin with, so what the hell with the Sherlock Holmes "A-HA!" spiel?

⦁ Winifred recalls the little "whoppie cushion prank" with Gerf's little deposit after ingest some of those decadent cakes to prove her point. And to Sarah and Zyle's surprise, the menacing teddy looks at them with a face that while completely vacant, is also completely telling. Gerf is one who procured the Whahuma Talisman, displaying a sudden example of intelligence the whole crew is almost floored by upon witnessing it. Turns out he was summoned from the Whahuma Plain by Zyle at the age of three, but simply bided his time for a dozen years before making his big play. Seems like he's also trying to rewrite history by stealing the Talisman with the intent of surpassing Zyle's supposed magical prowess. And when Zyle, and shock and sadness, asks why Gerf would do such a thing (while Sarah poses the "why didn't you just steal it back in Kosram" question to Gerf as well), Gerf lays it out, plain and simple: the intent to sow as much of a false sense of friendship and trust as he could before taking an axe and finally cutting through it all just to enjoy the resulting wound bleed out dry. Simpler still: it was for pure sadistic pleasure. Now that the work is done, it's time for Gerf to make his Exit, Stage Left.

⦁ But Gerf doesn't really just how deadly STUPID making that statement, as Zyle's eyes go bloodshot, and his dormant magical abilities go in into overdrive; the proverbial "it's over 9000!!!" act has just begun. He gives Gerf a taste of that raw power, channeling his pain at this deliberate betrayal in a focus beam of enegry with the intent to literally INCINERATE this cocky piece of pompous fluff... only for Gerf to survive completely unscathed and unsinged, restating his intentions mattor-of-factly, and bounces by teleporting away. Wow. God...DAMN, just... I need a moment, guys. Hold on...

⦁ As Zyle returns to a sense of calm, collected sanity, Winifred reiterates Sarah's feelings toward him: "What'd I tell ya, huh? HUH? He's SOOOO HOT! You really got GREAT taste, girl!" Zyle, who is not at ALL flattered, chastises the canine for absentmindedly calling him out as the thief, to which she remorsefully apologizes. Zyle admits that he himself is also remorseful for putting his faith in a companion who had totally owned him at the eleventh hour, and that he's devasted that he so easily allowed this new evil to ascend to unholy heights. But at the same time, Agnor is also well aware of Gerf's stunt... and he's beyond pissed. Now it's HIS turn to go full rage-mode. And rage-mode he does indeed, viciously brutalizing Zyle, Sarah, AND Winifred ALL AT ONCE. You don't fuck with a magician. Uh-uh, that's a line you NEVER cross. 

⦁ But somebody benefited from Agnor crossing that line, and that person is Sarah herself. Having provoked Agnor into rage-mode, now the ball's in HER court as Agnor realizes he just beat the heir to the throne of Finn to within an inch of her life. And he's well aware of what happens when you fuck with the crowned PRINCESS. Agnor tries to counter her threat by reassuring her that the King will never get word of act of child abuse (okay, not CHILD abuse, but you get my point, right?). But Sarah doubles down that King Farrell will indeed hear about this... unless Agnor agrees to some really humiliating terms in exchange Sarah's mercy, and by extension, that of King Farrell. Agnor, having been soundly outwitted and outplayed by a young princess who knows wassup, has no choice but to bow to Sarah's demands, but not without a really big grudge. And if that wasn't painful enough, when Agnor tells Zyle to pack up as they make haste back to Korsam, Zyle drops another bomb: He's going back to Korsam, all right. But he ain't going with Teach here, citing not only his disdain for being Agnor's apprentice but also the fact that magic-wise, Agnor is FAR beneath him, to the point of insignificance. In a surprise move to prove his point, it is revealed that Zyle is also apparently trained the Dark Side of the Force, as he uses the popular Sith ability to telekinetically choke Agnor to within an inch of HIS life. At that point, Agnor takes the hint and is ghost in seconds.

⦁ Sarah appeals to Zyle to stay with her in the Kingdom of Finn, but Zyle sadly echoes her statement of lineage in the family having to be put before all else; in two years' time, Zyle will reach the age of 17, at which point he'll be able to run for the Korsam presidency -- and as far as the election is concerns, Zyle intends to win in a landslide victory. Sarah offers an embrace as her sign of coming to an understanding, and the next day, Zyle takes up a horse offered by Sarah to travel back to Korsam with. Interesingly enough, he adopts the name "Gerald" to his new steed -- the same name as that of his father, whom he's not ready to tell stories about yet. And with a promise that he guarantees their paths will cross again, Zyle bids Sarah farewell and takes his leave, with the set piece of the obligatory sunset via green screen rolling for the final time before the director calls it a day and the cameramen shut off their equipment.

⦁ With their work laid out, the crew takes the road through an unholy place known as The Valley of the Running Noses. Didn't know that name was a literal one, but all the same, I'd be terrified if I ran into one of its inhabitants. It's been my experience that any creature out of the ordinary by any standards is not one to be trifled with. It also turns out that Pedro wasn't using his full skills in swordsmanship as he's actually taken a liking to Henry. Not gonna lie, that turned out pretty nice. After all, three swords are way better than one. As for the ladies, Sarah is due for some amusement after everything that's gone down. Escapism IS a valid pastime, nobody wants to mull on how the world often sucks ALL the time, now. The ferocity of the natives in the Valley still scares me, though. Seriously, their persistence is... ahem. Looks like we got away from 'em, so on we go!

⦁ Upon arriving at the Citadel of Korsam, the defenses are up and guards at the ready to deter any suspicious travelers. However, Sarah's royal swagger is enough for them to yield. "Queen of Finn" DOES carry A LOT of weight -- that's power right there, people. Genuflect for sure. Inside, it is clear that Agnor has spruced up the Citadel to a level comparable only to the likes of the MGM Grand in Las Vegas. He's in the money, yup. All that's missing is the Hand of Midas, and maybe the Crown Jewels. But then again, we already have a Queen in the house here, so maybe we'll just keep the Hand. Don't wanna be redundant. 

⦁ Upon entering the castle, a VERY FAMILIAR face awaits at the Front Desk, asking if our crew here is on any kind of business here. Naturally, "Queen" Sarah requests a word with Agnor. To her shock however, it is revealed that Agnor became one with the Force six weeks ago, and isn't The Man anymore. But before Sarah can grieve or panic about who 's in charge now, her shock turns to joy as we meet the new Magician in charge... I guess dreams do come true after all, 'cuz the new head honcho is none other than our boi Zyle! Bust out the party hats and pump the music up, y'all! A celebration is in order!

And that, my friends, is where Part III of The Pontue Legacy comes to a surprisingly "happy" cliffhanger. Things are looking bright, our fair pair are finally one again. I agree with Matt on the reunion; Sarah and Zyle embracing at the end just really ties the bow on the feeling of a connection yearned for so long, and I do love Zyle's grin -- it pretty much says, "Man, Sarah here has NO idea how long it's been since I felt this close. Dreams do come true, so I'm just gonna put our mission, the egg, Augatha, all of that outta my mind and just take a moment to enjoy this." Which is fitting for me as well, since I've been able to focus on my health after resigning from my job. I received my last couple of checks, and after speaking with management to once again thank them for the opportunity to serve our clients, I can rest easy knowing no bridges were burned and that I am free to drop by and visit anytime. Despite the awfulness of current events in the country and around the world, I'll do like Zyle did here and just take some time to appreciate where I am right now; I have a place to live, a roof over my head, the company of the best mother a guy could ever ask for, and the living proof of my accomplishments in the five graphic novels sitting right next to this laptop. It's human nature to want to be happy, and right now I'm able to do so. 

I'll see you all once I've read the next chapter in the Pontue Legacy arc, "Part IV - The Blessed Child"! Judging by the name, I'm sure many surprises are in store, possibly beyond what I'm expecting! 

Peace and love to you all,

Nana  

--J.D.
 
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Yesterday, JasperHansen brought up a poignant point on Lady Jess’s (a_natural_beauty here on DWrecent journal entry on the bravery of creators in comics. He had mentioned the concept of connection as it pertains to humanity, and what connection has been looking like for a while for all of humankind. Responding to a comment I made on Jess’s entry about how connection in today’s age has been suffering an existential crisis of sorts, Jasper went further to really dig into some of the glaring reasons why it seems like these days the world seems to be even more closeted than ever before. In a way, it’s like the Covid-19 pandemic never completely left us. Aside from the persistent menace of the coronavirus in America and anti-vaxxing rhetoric is still as loud as ever, there is a new pandemic that’s taking the world by storm, and this is one that needs our complete undivided attention.

I had explained how the comics industry has taken one blow after another over the past half-decade, with mainstream comics now on their death throes, and their respective cinematic universes practically breathing their last. Retail in the comics world continues to die a slow death, with another deathblow dealt after the industry axed one of its biggest trailblazers; the founder of the pop culture phenom that is “Free Comic Book Day”, Joe Field, has essentially been evicted from his retail shop in Concord, California – Flying Colors Comics. I live pretty close to Concord; in fact, one of my parents worked for a Bank of America accounting firm in Concord for nearly four decades. And to hear that the industry that thrived from this simple idea of a day devoted to free comics and graphic novels told a successful businessman in virtually my own neighborhood, “Sorry Mr. Field, but… your lease is up, and you’re not up for an extension. We appreciate your monumental contributions, but we’re afraid we must let you go. And… well, we don’t really have any compensation or severance for you, either. We wish you luck on your future endeavors.”

Wow. Just like that, a part of a languishing entertainment media industry effectively fired one of its biggest players. Odds are Free Comic Book Day will probably die too, since the honchos in the business are cutting corners every chance they get. The direct market, which is responsible for so many lost opportunities, rejections of fresh ideas that could revive the industry and the integrity of the comic book medium, and more retail comic bookshops closing their doors because of “non-returnable” orders which eventually literally crumbled into dust, have done near-irreparable damage to the business side of comics and, in a way, the perception of the medium as it now is. It didn’t help that 2023 was the year of the “Comics Creators’ Lives Matter” movement when the news of Ian McGinty’s death at the age of 38 was made public; McGinty had died from the stress of a brutal working schedule by his publisher, with completely unrealistic deadlines that literally sapped him of all life. He was the comics industry’s George Floyd, and I don’t use that analogy lightly; the ComicsBrokeMe campaign on Twitter exposed all the criminal, abusive, and immoral ways that the publishers and corporate headmasters of the industry had squeezed the life out of their clients and tried to hide the truth for fear of backlash. But truth came out, the backlash followed, and the two biggest guns in the business – The Big Two: Marvel Comics and DC Comics – made the move to repair the damage and ended up nearly undermining the entire industry. After McGinty’s death, Marvel audaciously reversed their previous acknowledgement of crediting Stan Lee for all the painstaking and powerful ideas and iconic characters Jack Kirby created in a blatant disservice to Kirby’s family, who had fought tooth and nail to preserve his legacy and to get reparations duly owed to him. They don’t call Jack the “King of Comics” for no reason, and his statement from nearly a half-century ago to a young artist at a comic con – “Kid, don’t do comics. Comics will break your heart” – was a grim foresight that came to pass for all struggling creators. And with the industry giving the cold shoulder to the independent comics scene through closed-minded gatekeepers, and even iconic bookstore chains feeling the crunch (anybody remember Borders? Yeah, that name’s ancient now…), it stands to reason why one comic book retailer (I think it was Field) lamented that 2023 could be the end of the industry. 

On the webcomics scene, things seem to be devolving too. Over the past decade or so I’ve seen a disconcerting spike in trolls all over the internet; trolling has almost become a trend or fad. Thanks to the birth of social media, the Web has become even more of a double-edged sword than ever before; I’ve seen so many forums and websites dedicated to crushing the hopes, dreams, and ambitions of aspiring comic creators itching to get their feet wet – The Bad Webcomics Wiki is one of the worst offenders. This congregation of abusive, vindictive, and sadistic hermits get off on tearing down creators of popular comics by creating nonsensical “guidelines” that the creators apparently flunked on and then denigrate the artist and their work to their (empty) hearts’ content. The “reviews” I’ve seen on that site made me sick to my stomach – in a world where the Big Two are shells of their former selves, there are people out there who instead of encouraging new and original ideas, get off on declaring themselves the new “gatekeepers” and basically take a Rush Limbaugh approach by completely eviscerating new creators based on their “merit”? It’s inconceivable how a site like that is still allowed exist. Okay, I don’t actually know if it still does; I haven’t bothered to check, and I have no intention of even giving that hate group any clicks. 

The wiki once attacked a comic I’m a big fan of, and when the creator responded with a page update clearly explaining why she writes and draws her comic – because it’s a fun hobby to her, and she loves the learning process which helps her to improve with every new episode. She doesn’t have any intention of making a living from it, which is a sentiment I had to accept back in 2010 after numerous failed attempts at creating a publishing business for myself and others – my friend and collaborator on Lil’ Hero Artists, Nick Vollmer, as well as our former publisher, Peter Simeti of Alterna Comics, had to break the hard truth to me that comics is not a viable business venture. A lot of start-up capital is paramount for marketing and creating comics, but the return on investment is never guaranteed and oftentimes, as I learned from those failures, never comes at all. 

So, when I saw my friend’s page responding civilly to the Wiki about why she was in this career, I naturally felt inclined to defend her on those grounds, as did so many other fans of hers. We collectively ripped into the arrogant prick from the wiki, dismissing his points as trivial and frivolous. I took a step further and told the jerk that if he hasn’t ever created a comic of his own, then he has no business telling others what makes a good comic or not. If he hasn’t been there, then his “opinion” means jack-shit – if there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s when people act like they know how to do something without having any experience or results to show for it. Hypocrisy is not a badge of honor, it’s a giant “DUNCE” gnome hat. 

The Wiki Troll’s response to my sharp disapproval of his “professionalism” was basically telling me to know my place and learn how to spell. It’s funny that he said that; my response held well by grammatical standards, as opposed to his bare-boned simplistic rebuke, which had a typo or two and looked like something a stubborn and disobedient four-year old would’ve written. Unprofessional AND immature. Eventually the Wiki Troll left a parting comment after being soundly owned by all of us (I know; nobody says “owned” or “pawned” anymore, bear with me), saying he would say no more on the subject, but insisted that his hateful and arrogant criticism was legitimate. 

And that was it. 

Which brings me back to Jasper’s point, and Jess’s statement on bravery in comics. You’ll be hard-pressed to find anyone who believes the world is a happy place today. There are so many unspeakable atrocities happening today – we have two baseless genocides raging, waged by leaders that can be called anything BUT leaders, there’s the accompanying escalating political unrest between them and other nations, there’s threats of nuclear warfare, civil wars and the like, and a climate crisis that’s about to skin the Earth alive as weather experts expect an inferno of a summer steadily approaching. At a time like this, much like during the pandemic, humankind needs escapism. People worldwide are exhausted and sick of the constant “The End Times are coming!” blared out by a mainstream global news media inexplicably fixated more on sensationalizing Hell on Earth and raking in dollars from traumatized communities spanning the globe than actually being “news”. 

But much like America had during the Covid lockdown, people are confined to their homes. Only this time, it’s by their own choice – social media use spiked during the pandemic as did the mounting tragedies and casualties. But social media changed over the lockdown, and in many ways, it’s become a tool for terrorizing people’s lives rather than to bring people together. And as I told Jasper, this isn’t just limited to world politics. The isolation over the lockdown and the more attached people have become to social media and the internet in general have negatively impacted humanity as a whole and now, combined with all the strife happening worldwide, we’ve generally become more and more closeted and apathetic to each other. Flame wars are incinerating forums in all areas, be it politics, climate change denial, the problem with proliferation of deadly weapons becoming more available and easier to traffic, and yes, even entertainment. And in entertainment, sadly comics are not an exception.

I’m gonna end with this. For people ranting on how artificial intelligence is the instrument of humankind’s extinction, my question to them is: first off, who created artificial intelligence? Wasn’t it humankind? And therefore, since we humans are flawed by default, it stands to reason that A.I. is also imperfect and has its weaknesses as well. It ain’t A.I. that spells “extinction” for all of humankind – it’s us. We’re at a time where we’re using A.I. to destroy each other in every way, machines have nothing to do with it. Machines do what is commanded by a human; a human has to press the power button to turn a laptop, TV, or video game console on, a human has to plug an adapter into a power outlet to start up a blender, a human has to issue the “save” command in Microsoft Word for the app to preserve a file. We can’t blame A.I. for our problems, we CREATED A.I. Thus, this collective failure to communicate is on us. And with a climate crisis threatening more devastating mood swings in weather, it behooves us to remember how crucial communication and connection are, and to return the concept of entertainment – of escapism – to what it once was. Otherwise, we run the very risk of continuing to hate each other just because we disagree on something, and that’s a horrible way to live.

“An eye for an eye will leave the whole world blind.”  -- Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi, (1869- 1948)

Peace and love to you all -- seriously. 

Nana

--J.D.
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I don't care how bleak the media is painting things, how they're willingly pandering to nation leaders guilty of war crimes and crimes against humanity. They have nothing better to do; that's their bread and butter right there. They don't do what the statistics -- however fake they are -- they risk losing their jobs. 

That's on them. I'm not aligned with 'em, so I don't have play by their rules. Morality and humility are what govern my actions. And the fact that I've been to touch so many lives, inspire so many people, and even saved a person from suicide during a time of brutal mental suffering on my end, means that doing the right thing is NOT impossible... unless I LET it be. 

They think I care about Bibi willing to throw everything away -- even the humanity of the women and children his army is massacring -- just to avoid a prison sentence for his own crimes of corruption? He's no better than Trump; Florida threw him another bone today, but whatever. Despite what the news media says, statistics -- or, facts, as many call them -- show that WELL over half of America is sick of the political dysfunction in the GOP dictating and ruining their lives. 

They wanna keep reporting on how the End Times are approaching and everyone needs to buckle down and batten the hatches? Fine. Let 'em. Me? I've got people to help and inspire, and my life mission remains unchanged. At least I'll still be able to go to sleep at night and accomplished soul. 
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Even my mom is horrified by this. As she should be, and I'm fuming.

Where are the censors from the FCC on this? Yesterday Fani Willis was chastised for being "unprofessional" in telling her accusers what she thinks of them for putting her and loved ones in crosshairs, as well as mocking every Black American's right to be angry. She was condescended to in a court of law by a stuck-up White judge. Black Americans are required to show "decorum" in civilized settings.

Well, color this double standards, because now the Republican Party's nominee has descended into a homicidal rage. How is it right that a Black person can't civilly condemn a corrupt justice system being hijacked by White supremacists, but a former fraud of a president with no experience in politics is allowed to go on air and literally threaten the country's citizens with murder only seven months before Election 2024? 

Look, if the First Amendment is sacred and all must abide by it's principles, then someone needs to silence this venomous talk. I don't care if he's rich, White, and officially in the books as an American president -- If Blacks, POCs, LGBTQ, and most of all, women, can't even civilly condemn the horrifying extremism they're facing, but Trump is SOOO special that he's exempt from ALL of this because the justice system still favors mendacious and homicidal douchebags like him, then the line must be drawn. Seriously, CHILDREN heard that trash! Does the law defend the American people or doesn't it? This is beyond unacceptable and biased to a deplorable degree. 

Nowhere in the Constitution is it written that a former president has freedom to tell his own country that if he's not reinstated in the White House and crowned King of America, the nation's grounds will be soaked with blood. The ramblings on Truth (less) Social were appalling enough. But now you have a candidate for president DIRECTLY threatening the whole country that millions will literally be massacred if the election isn't handed to him right now. The whole country, as in, EVERYONE -- even his supporters. What, the government thinks Trump cares about his supporters? Dude, they're just tools to him at this point. They've said things like dying for him to defend the country. He's basically marching them to their deaths as well! 

Come on, man. This is NOT politics anymore. This isn't even campaigning. If the censorship laws in America are to remain credible in the interest of public safety, then Trump should no longer be allowed to speak in public or on the air. The children in America will have nightmares tonight. They're already traumatized from the mass violence they see in their own schools and neighborhoods. Doesn't this country care about their future? I thought children were the "hopes and dreams and trailblazers of tomorrow"? Well, if stuff like "bloodbaths" is uttered from someone of status who means to "lead" this country, censor the HELL out of it. Do NOT be complicit in this, FCC. His murderous threat applies to YOU, too. 

If this is allowed to continue, free speech in America will die. As of right now, Trump and the MAGA domestic terrorist organization have effectively already issued a death sentence to every American soul on this hallowed soil. If anybody is to have any semblance of safety in this country from now to November, then this rhetoric has to either stop or be censored. Better yet, it shouldn't be broadcasted AT ALL. Allowing this to continue means the government is okay with letting Americans fear for their very lives every day from here on in. And this is the same government that declared White Supremacist terrorism the greatest domestic threat to the nation. If that is the case, then my message to the government and the FCC is this: refuse to air any more coverage of Trump rallies. Think of the children ESPECIALLY; do you want to be scared to even step outside more than they already do? 

Stop this madness RIGHT NOW... or lose your credibility forever. This unprecedented terrorism stoked by a former president should be met with an unprecedented response. This is not the time for "we need to approach this carefully." That ship sailed four years ago. In the interest of protecting American democracy, preserving the People's mental health, and most of all, SAFETY, then for God's sake, ACT. RIGHT NOW. 

THE LINE HAS BEEN CROSSED. This is your obligation, so freakin' OWN IT.
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This morning, as I arrived at work (30 minutes before opening time, as usual), I noticed a poster from our Black History Month banners. The quote included in the poster perfectly explains a point I've been trying to put into words for a good long time now. It's a quote from His Excellency, Nelson Mandela -- the champion who honorably opposed the brutal apartheid regime in South Africa. The quote goes as follows: 

"No one is born hating another person because of the colour of their skin, or his background or his religion. People learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite."

MLK also said,

"I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too much a burden to bear."

There you have it, friends. Spite, especially in the form of racism, is not ordained by any sacred text, and no horseshit like "Manifest Destiny" justifies any actions based on the idea. Hatred is something that is taught and LEARNED, and therefore that hatred is of the hater's own creation and actions. If people are dishing out hate towards minorities/marginalized people, they should really look inside and understand that they weren't born with the hate. It was passed down and taught to them by their ancestors, and ancestors before theirs. 

Racial hatred is ALL on the racist one's choice. We have free will, and therefore we are responsible for our own actions, full stop. If you choose to lay waste to an entire country, that's on you. If you choose to rebel against your own government because of some infantile feeling of "entitlement to the throne" or whatever, that's on you. 

Finger pointing does nothing. Owning up to one's mistakes, on the other hand, does wonders.

EDIT: And while we're at it, let it be known that race is a social construct. It isn't biological. According to one particular source, "race" was conceived by the ideas of two men, Carl Linnaeus and Georges Cuvier (both White), to justify the Atlantic Slave Trade during the era of Colonialism. It's a fact that stuff like book bans are STILL trying to rewrite to this day, in a time where racist individuals in our government feel their so-called "privilege" is being threatened (which it never was -- they've ALWAYS had the privilege and advantage. This is a scorn for people this group hates on that basis alone.). 
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The head of the Vatican has formally approved same-sex marriages. Any White Christian nationalists out there who have an issue with this? Tough. Your anti-LQBTQ+ "holy crusade" and rhetoric doesn't mean SHIT compared to the voice of God.

Love is strength. It's what God/Higher Power IS. Hate is cowardice and weakness, just like all one-track-minded cultist terrorist people are. FACT.
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Whoa, didn’t expect to hear about this. We’re about to wrap up November, but about two weeks ago news broke out that, in all honesty, doesn’t surprise me.

I’ve been doing a lot of research on the comics industry since the artist Ian McGinty passed away at age 38 due to exploitation and overwork by his publisher. But today I came across another article regarding the industry as a whole, written by Heidi McDonald of ComicsBeat.com: “Retailer warns that comics are dying again” … and how it appears to be drawing its final breath like the fallen artists it bled dry did when they could take no more.

But it also brought up something that I wish I hadn’t read about. There are a LOT of people out there who believe the comics industry isn’t being killed by publishers treating their artists like slaves, wringing them dry and then leaving them for dead, but to stuff like “Leftist Marxism”. Yep, those pro-Comicsgate troopers want to blame the comics industry’s wasting away on “Wokies” and “Social Justice nonsense”. In fact, they’ve been doing it since 2015, and there were cases in which innocent people actually got hurt as a result of the extremism it produced. As I said before, I met one of the big names of this crusade in person long ago – Earthworm Jim’s creator Doug TenNapel – and had no idea that the guy would be taking part in something so sinister in the future, and recently, the bookstore I met him at -- owned by the store owner who stocked my graphic novels and stands firmly against White supremacy (with a sign clearly saying so on her front door, herself a White woman) -- has apparently de-listed most of his books as “unavailable”. Go figure. Yeah, capitalism isn’t the enemy. The ones condemning its corruption ARE.   

It saddens me that since 2015 there are people who feel they have to bring extreme politics to an industry that’s captivated so many readers and fans over the 90+ years it’s been in existence. It’s like 2015 was the year when everything became labeled as either “right-leaning” or “left-leaning”. A similar problem occurred with the whole “AI art” thing – people have been politicizing that too, each side pushing their own extremist agenda. The point I'm trying to make is, we all get it; both political parties have extremist “wings” that reared their heads when the 2016 election approached and made their presence known when the victor was named. But can we keep that shit out of entertainment as simple as comics? Why do so many people politicize the expiration of all these industries that are unrelated to politics? I know from experience that this approach can not only ruffle feathers, but someone can (and will) get hurt as a result, emotionally or physically.

Myself, I do believe the comics industry’s demise is due to the dictatorial machinations of the publishers and their exploitation of talent only to discard them once they’ve outlived their usefulness. But I’m not putting politics front-and-center as my reasoning. I’m using the basic concept of honesty and morality, two very important mindsets that are completely void in the industry right now. Not “gender-swapping” (they should argue that on the merits of unnecessary changes to established characters, not on “wokeism”), not “exposing the corrupt government” (the article in question elaborated on how leaders, even American Presidents like Nixon and dictators like Hitler – both abominable people – were villains in a few Marvel/DC stories). The simple fact that the comics industry sucks the life (and money) out of its workers, drops their empty husks in a dumpster, and searches for saps who’ll make fine replacements is the sole problem here. Not politics. Dishonesty and wickedness. Let’s just make that crystal clear, before any more people get needlessly harmed.

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A Medium article I read this morning opened my eyes to the way wealthy people are mostly seen among the rest of society. It covers things I knew in theory but was never able to fully explain or put into a comprehensive statement. But it’s quite clear now.

They say too much money is a mental health issue. Suddenly that stereotype that most rich people are spoiled brats, some even known to have been born with a golden spoon in their mouth, makes a lot of sense. Even more frightening is the fact that some of the richest people on the planet have absolutely zero empathy, like Elon Musk, Jeff Bezos, or David Zaslav (okay, not on the planet in his case, but he still lacks any empathy). Some are really frauds behind the “successful” image, like Trump. In other cases, some people have massive wealth, but are (or were) unhappy with themselves, bordering on miserable, very much like the late Michael Jackson. In Musk's case, there's the story that shortly after he took over Twitter, an incident in which he was heavily booed led him to suffer a mental breakdown and literally lock himself up in his office, prompting his staffers to prepare to call the paramedics to possibly commit him involuntarily to hospitalization. And Trump, well, his fake business empire, his "wealth", is in serious danger and his already sucky mental health is spiraling into bloodlust -- he's getting hit where it really hurts. The real killer is that the general public unknowingly feeds into these people’s notions of superiority, whether they truly believe their status equates to such or not.

During our traditional Thanksgiving family gathering, I remember having a huge conversation with my brother and cousins about many things, among which were mental health, politics, religious extremism, “cancel culture”, the country’s unaddressed gun violence epidemic, and education being attacked by the “Anti-Woke” crusade. As everyone was packing up and heading home, I remembered bringing up the role of money with one of my cousins from Los Angeles. I stated that the adage that “money is the root of all evil” was certainly true in the grand scheme of things. He corrected me by saying, “The LOVE of money is the root of all evil.” It felt like the proverbial light bulb went off in my head. There it was. The true point.

Money by itself doesn’t bring happiness or harm to anyone. But the love of money, the obsession with money… that can destroy entire countries, especially if the ones who are obsessed command so much influence. Anyone who said “too much of anything is bad for you” would surely be rejected by these individuals and their fans/followers/worshippers. For all they care, some of them equate their wealth to godhood, and there are plenty of examples of that; one of them is in major legal trouble civilly and federally right now... and is still running for the highest office in the U - S - of - A. In short, the love of money really does corrupt people, and to a more grievous extent… makes them completely oblivious to humanity around them.   

Man... I gotta say, that article was
deep.

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Today I saw that TwedeeNimbus, who’s been gracing us with her fluid art and wisdom here on Dreamwidth, just put up a post on her views of art and art in business. The post struck a chord with me because it brought back memories of my own history and continuing journey as it relates to art, and I saw many common themes in both of our experiences. This is my detailed response to her post, and to her I wanna say:

Twedee, you hit the nail on the head in so many parts of this post.

I’m what some people call a “self-taught” artist. I think the first things I ever drew were pictures of the USS Enterprise from Star Trek and many drawings of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I remember there was one drawing I replicated off a Ninja Turtles “Turtlecopter” toy box that my dad loved so much he had it pinned on his office cubicle wall. It wasn’t until I visited my cousin in London that I really dove into drawing; that was when I played the first video game that really opened my eyes to character design: Sonic the Hedgehog for the Sega Genesis.

Sonic the Hedgehog set me on the path of cartooning, leading me to eventually create illustrated books featuring him and his friends, which wowed my teachers and my classmates in elementary (my parents loved them too to an extent, but wound up encouraging me to draw other things as well, and getting me to cut down on the Sonic stuff sometimes). Later, I met a friend with a bunch of Archie’s Sonic the Hedgehog comics, which was the spark that got me into evolving my picture books into comic books. As time went on, I started drawing comics that featured my own characters (many of my characters today still have a slight Sonic-esque feel to their design, due to the influence of the art style in the Archie Sonic comics).

When I got into high school, I started playing around with human anatomy. The whole “putting pieces of a mannequin together style” way of drawing was interesting. I never had any real education in rendering human anatomy until I attended a one-week summer 2D/3D animation program at the Art Institute of California, San Francisco. The 2D animation was my first real dip into human anatomy (3D also was, but to a lesser extent). When I entered college, my real training in human anatomy began, with mannequins as well as nude models. What I noticed what that though I already had a decent handle on human anatomy, the classes taught me things I never knew beforehand, like perspective. Every now and then I go back to the basics to hone my skills, and usually I wind up learning something new.

When I got my first job, though, that’s when I started thinking about monetization. Of course, to do that, I’d have to make the art into a sellable and tangible form. So, I used some of my earnings to get my stuff professionally printed in comic book style from various print-on-demand vendors. I think around late 2007, I had printed my first graphic novel. Of course, as you did, at one point I became obsessed with going into selling my stuff fully. And, as you also discovered, reality knocked me on the head with a sledgehammer. I found out that one doesn’t just make something, try to sell it, and make big bank. The infamous “if you build it, they will come” façade isn’t infamous for no reason. Moreover, as many have learned the hard way in book publishing – and to a slightly lesser extent, the comics industry – that drawing and publishing a book/comic/graphic novel is a passion or hobby but selling them is a business. And in business, there are certain rules to follow, and fierce competition to reckon with. In book selling, you need capital, you need a market, you need a target audience… and in many instances, luck.

My dreams of making a living (or even a killing) from my graphic novels were quickly shattered once this realization sank in. And man, it took a LONG time – a little over a decade – and a lot of overspent money on printing costs, for it to sink it. The point was, as good as I believed myself to be, in the business world, the more established writers/artists (as the general public believe) were FAR better. One of my comics, The Viper, was brutally compared negatively to “Big Two” (Marvel/DC) comics on grounds that it didn’t follow the “traditional” superhero rules. A graphic novel of mine, Lil’ Hero Artists, was criticized for its “confusing plot points” (which I admit, there were a few), a mistargeted age group (it was billed as “All Ages”, but judged as more aimed at kids) and occasional subpar art. At a time, it was once traditionally published by New York small press publisher Alterna Comics, but even there, I struggled. The book is a co-creation between me and my friend Nick Vollmer, and we both soon agreed that our progress sales wise was less than optimal, never mind the traveling we'd have do for conventions and the like. And the competition. My God, the competition... That led us to decide to leave the publisher scene and go solo (after parting ways admirably with Alterna, of course) Lastly, when I tried to get local bookstores to stock it, only 1 out of 4 stores I talked to would do so. However, for the first store, my first volume was incredibly expensive to the common customer. Fortunately, the owner believed in me (and still does), so she never forced me to come back and pick up the books that didn’t sell. Still, while all this was happening, I had my job and college at the time, and while my job was progressing well, my college studies were slowly declining. The time I spent away from work was spent more on the comics than my studies, and I began to think that maybe college was less important than my job and my “business”.

Fortunately, many factors got me back on the right track: My family and a few close friends were able to pull me away from this delusion that I’d strike it rich like the big comics/graphic novel stars and live an idyllic life by warning me about the dark side of the comics industry, I took a few classes in college that strangely captured my interest and drew me away from running the “business”, and finally, two books delivered the liberation I needed: Neil Gaiman’s commencement speech in book form, Make Good Art, and Scott McCloud’s Making Comics. Both brought the truth I didn’t want to learn but needed to learn in that instant—that the most important thing in comics, or any creative endeavor for that matter, is NOT fame and fortune. It’s about doing something you enjoy. Any kind of art done for money is art done on the assumption of what sells. But in this business, what sells has generally already been established, and that isn’t changing anytime soon, if ever. With that in mind, you must be incredibly lucky with your idea to even make a dent in that establishment, and even if you do, that dent will eventually buff right off. Not to mention that if your main goal is money, that’s what will drive your work, and you’ll cave to things like deadlines and trends—things that the pros do, and that they’re not exactly proud of when the paycheck comes, especially if the work they’re doing is corporately owned, or “work-for-hire”.

Understanding that fact, as well as the ugly truth about the comics industry exploiting its writers and artists (sometimes to their deaths) and chiseling them by paying them pocket change in earnings while its corporate arm pockets the lion’s share in print sales and licensing/merchandise earnings, I finally saw that this was a battle I wouldn’t ever win. I had the skills, but I wasn’t skilled enough for the market, and I had (and STILL have) no business know-how. So, I decided to just make the art for myself. And when I did, the art/comics I made from that point on indeed brought me more joy over time. I still have a day job (and it’s an AWESOME one), because the reality is that I cannot realistically rely on my comics to sustain me. If I tried to this point, I would surely get to a point where I’d be hating my work right now, because I’d have a pitiful number of sales and my life would be in dark place—broke, maybe even homeless, and indeed, “starving”. What brought the whole thing full circle in understanding for me was that “good” and “bad” art are entirely subjective. What one considers “good” art, another will say is “bad”. The saying "You can't please everyone" is real gold here. And to go even further, to me, there IS no such thing as “bad art” UNLESS its purpose is to do anyone some kind of harm. If you’re using your artistic gifts to hurt someone or a group of people out of pure malice, then yes, your art is, in my opinion, “bad”.


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This is pretty much a message to my pals here who follow my comics currently on Comic Fury, Lil' Hero Artists and Sneakers' U-Force. 

Comic Fury HAS descended into a heated, incensed, and controversial internet gladiator brawl recently, over something completely trivial. I'm not going to deny that, I've seen (and been a victim of) it myself. It pains me that as far as website conduct goes, decorum and simple respect have ceased to exist. The site I came to back in 2012 doesn't exist anymore. And right now, I'm shocked, confused, and most of all...sad.

My comics wouldn't have reached the success they currently have were it not for CF. Moreover, the drive to keep creating the pages and post them online wouldn't have been as inspired had it not been for CF. As I've always said, I don't care about how many views I get in a day, week, month, or even year. The whole point of putting this online is for the fact that there is always ONE PERSON somewhere on this globe who will give even a single look at my stuff. There is not a single story out there that NOBODY likes, and likewise, that EVERYONE likes. That experience spurred me forward to get to where I am now, and most of all, it's just the act of creating that fuels all of this. That's something I came to understand after watching Neil Gaiman's "Make Good Art" commencement speech long, long ago.

Therefore, I will still use Comic Fury, but only for posting my work and interacting with my fans. I'm inspired by Lady Jess continuing Promised Memories despite the current horrible situation at the site as a whole.

Matt Zimmer, TwedeeNimbus, and Jazz Nevermore, I totally respect your decision to drop CF. I've always encouraged this after my own experiences on what's left of the forums (they'll probably be fully dead soon). I won't even ask you to leave any more comments, what you've already said is good enough for me. However, I hope you'll still check my stuff out, your support through readership means the world to me.

I'll remain there, but as far as associating goes, I'm out. Flame wars and finger-pointing are NOT my idea of civilized discourse.

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Right after I learned of the travesty that was a certain A-hole staying on the 2024 Presidential Ballot, I stopped by Comic Fury to check my views for the day. Now, I am not someone who frets over view count at all, but today was significant. My comic Sneakers U-Force received 978 views today. That's nearly a thousand views in one day. 

I won't lie and say I'm not happy. I AM surprised, though. This here reminds me that there is always good in the world, and honestly was something I needed badly after earlier. I'm still generally depressed, but this was a nice thing to see today. Here's hoping the weekend will cheer me up. 

To all who've linked, read, or even promoted this comic on my behalf: Thank you. You have my unending gratitude.
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A terrible thing happened not long ago to a participant at the agency I work at. Accompanied by his business instructor and friend/fellow student, the guy came to a special gallery show in San Francisco, California (I'm a Cali guy, for anyone who doesn't know) to take part with his exhibit ready. According to staff, he was accosted by a bystander claiming our guy was showing "threatening mannerisms." Our guy is disabled, and the gallery show knows his instructor from previous shows. Nevertheless, this bystander though it legitimate to call the cops on our client because of his "threatening mannerisms". The police swiftly arrived to "evaluate" our guy, and promptly judged him dangerous, ready to arrest him. Our guy demanded entry into the show, as was his right. He was barred from entry. His friend/fellow student (she is in a motorized wheelchair) broke down in tears, condemning the whole thing as a grave injustice. Ultimately, our instructor had to take our participant home, but had to also leave our wheelchair client behind until later due to space in his transport vehicle (a two-passenger). As of right now, my agency is working with an SF lawyer and pressing charges against the gallery coordinators.

This is oddly significant for me, as I just met with my psychiatrist today for a check-in. I've been having a hard time due to adverse side effects as a result of taking my prescribed antidepressant medication; we suspect it may be tardive dyskinesia (it's mostly in my legs and mouth somewhat). I told her that our participant's experience at the gallery was a trigger for me, because I had a similar experience back in September. 

It was Friday, September 8th, and my friends had called me to hang out San Francisco for the night. I was all up for it, because my therapy appointment had been cancelled earlier that day -- without notice and not until FIVE MINUTES AFTER THE SCHEDULED MEETING TIME. Upon meeting my pals in San Francisco, we decided to go clubbing. As we stopped by an ATM, I made a withdrawal. Immediately, I was alerted that my debit card had been blocked due to a "suspicious activity". I called the the bank, was put on hold for a good while, and deduced there would be no answer (it was around midnight). So now, my debit card was no longer active, and I would have to get a new one. But the worst was yet to come.

As we approached the nightclub, we were carded for age verification. But the doorman was giving me an uncomfortable look, eyes nervously darting around. I asked him what the problem was. He responded "are you okay?" I answered yes. He responded "You look twitchy. You sure you're okay?" At this point, my buddy was angered. He shot back, "Hey! What's your deal? Is he threatening you?" The doorman promptly told him, "I can't admit him." My buddy angrily shot back, "And why is that?" Instead of answering, the doorman retorts with "Does he have Tourette's? If I let him in, my boss will kill me." 

Irritated and aware of where this was going, I politely asked, "Okay. If you won't admit me, can I have my money back?" He handed the money back... to my friend. My own money that he wouldn't accept because I was "twitchy", and he hands it to my FRIEND instead of me. He doubled down on the "Tourette's" stuff, and my pal went full rage-mode, demanding to see the doorman's boss. At that point, I stormed off, two blocks down, found a receding wall near a small shop, and sulked. 

My friends soon caught up, informing me that they cussed out both the doorman AND his boss after the boss asked if I wanted to come back to be "evaluated" before entry. 

"Evaluated". I assure you, the doorman's boss doesn't even have BASIC knowledge about mental health and psychology. 

And just like that, my evening was ruined. A cancelled therapy appointment after the fact and with no notice, a bank's screw-up freezing my debit card for the next week until my new one arrived, and a nightclub doorman who thinks that subtle body movement is grounds to refuse entry -- and to humiliate the "twitchy person" in front of a bunch of other club goers waiting to enter.

What I'm seeing in San Francisco, a city I once loved -- and, for that matter, the whole country -- is that an alarming number of people are becoming increasingly close-minded when it comes to the unknown. If they don't know everything about something, they become afraid. It's a known fact that the stigma towards disabled and mentally unwell people regards them as dangerous, unpredictable, and violent, as they are often portrayed in media. As a result, there's a certain "social standard" that's erected by these people. Anything that deviates from the standard is judged a threat, and it must therefore be contained or neutralized. It's the cornerstone of discrimination, and after nearly two centuries, it's still very much alive and well.

To people who think that way, I'd like to tell them of a film I watched with my agency's participants. In it, a disabled individual with one normal arm and one wedged in her back talked about how, despite her condition, life was actually quite great. She believed so of her perspective, which switched on the lightbulb in my mind. She said:

"The way I look at it is like this. On some level, everybody has a disability."

Everyone has a disability, be it being a slow learner, a short-tempered person, athlete proficiency, anything. So in reality, there is no normal. We're all different. And the concept of difference is being out of the ordinary, or in other words, normal.

I really wish people would stop being so closed-minded, ignorant, and judgmental about mental illness. We can't base those with mental instability on what we see in a hospital thriller movie. Doing that feeds the stigma, demonizes these people, and becomes a part of the problem, not the solution.

It may have been an unrealistic question back then, but Rodney King had the right sentiment when he asked, "Why can't we all just get along?"

Why can't we?
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I was a fool to think that Rupert Murdoch would lay off the denigration of citizens in this country who have a shred of decency. Even after Fox News was literally OWNED by Dominion Voting Systems in a defamation lawsuit over its lies regarding the voting machines alleged "tampered with" in the last presidential election, he's STILL railing on President Biden. And now, attempted murderer David DePape faces a trial for an attempted murder of a public official. I hope the bastard rots for this, he knew EXACTLY what he planned to do and WHO he was REALLY looking for.

Matt Zimmer informed me about (and is, in fact, a member of) the website Daily Kos, where I learned that political violence and related hate crimes are skyrocketing. Just earlier this week, there was an attempted carjacking of a government vehicle by the home of Naomi Biden, Joe Biden's granddaughter. The Secret Service came in armed and fended off the attackers. As was the case with Paul Pelosi and another Texas Democrat, Henry Cuellar -- Cuellar was carjacked a gunpoint by three armed assailants who escaped with his car -- you don't need any education to know what the motive of these crimes were. MAGA extremism holds no regard for law and order, for the Constitution, for friggin' democracy. I remember conspiracy theories flowing out the wazoo about Pelosi's assault, from Elon Musk (who was forced to take his own tweet suggesting homophobic insinuations) to Donnie Jr., to loser-in-denial Kari Lake, all of them mocking or celebrating the incident. And everyone knows that threat of "We're coming for you, Nancy," was echoing in DePape's head.

Then Marjorie Taylor Greene, a bona-fide "Death to all Democrats!" "activist", gets a dark, detailed death threat via phone recently, and what does she say? "My family was threatened, I was threatened. Political violence has no place in America." Right. No place... unless the target is a Democrat. Well guess what, miss? Turnabout is fair play, especially when the Fuhrer of the GOP is preaching death to all Democrats (and all "RINOs")-- he's been doing it since 2015, according to Daily Kos. 

As I told Matt recently, this fixation on hatred, revenge, and death can consume a person to literally nothing. At work I was watching a show in one of our clients' classes that was an Arthurian medieval tale involving a Mexican swordman driven by revenge over his father's murder. When he finally kills the one responsible, he is at a loss at what to do with his life afterwards. In Star Trek Beyond, Balthazar Edison became mutated into the alien Krall over his hatred for the now peace-pursuing Federation, longing for the return to the "struggle that made humanity strong." That lust for eternal violence ended up literally killing him.

I had a heart-to-heart with myself about my own actions lately, and I saw that my own attitude was admittedly turning me down the kind of hatred that these guys preach everyday... towards them. Make no mistake; I STILL hate them, with every fiber of my being. But no matter what, I refuse to drop to their level. I want NO ONE dead. As tempting as that might be toward these MAGA jerkwads, I'd rather they all rot in their own guilt in prison, to live out the rest of their days in cold, solitary suffering. Death by execution is too good for them. It's giving them the easy way out. I won't become that which I stand against. Nah, because I got something they don't: a heart. 
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As I was wrapping up work today, I checked both my business e-mail and my personal e-mail. Upon closing my personal e-mail inbox, I was greeted with an unexpected news update on Yahoo!: Three days before the Unites States would face a government shutdown, current House Speaker and MAGA Republican Mike Johnson compromised with Senator Hakeem Jeffries and the Democrats to prevent the catastrophic default that would put government workers and the military into modern-day slavery, working for free. And that’s to say nothing of the long-term ramifications that would follow. Now, I don’t know how long this compromise will last, as I haven’t read all the details. But this deal recalls a film that I personally think couldn’t be more significant than now. Below is an essay of my thoughts on all of this. 

 

As a child, I was always a fan of Star Trek. My first glimpse of it was a random episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation. The odd-looking USS Enterprise-D going into warp captivated me, and I was hooked for the whole episode; I didn’t know what the hell was going on, but I was enthralled. As I got older, I recall a plane trip where my dad read a pamphlet to me about the Star Trek Original Series films, starring a guy called Captain Kirk. I was intrigued, as I only knew of a Captain Picard. As he read, he told me about another guy simply called Spock. There was no image, so I didn’t see his face until elementary when Dad had rented the first Star Trek film I saw, Star Trek V: The Final Frontier. Now, admittedly, this film was pretty much a whack job, but at the time I thought it was cool. Then, in around 3rd grade I believe, I went to a birthday party sleepover where the birthday boy played the movie my dad spoke of back on that plane trip: Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country. I was too young to understand the plot of the film, and soon dozed off (as I slept, I learned that after the film finished, my friend then put on the Arnold Schwarzenegger Predator film – and a few partygoers had nightmares the whole evening. I was spared, I guess).

 

 

 

I didn’t get another chance to see this film again until college, around when I was working my first job. Perhaps coincidentally, this around 2007, when Barack Obama was approaching the White House. He was campaigning on a single word: Change. And he had indeed “fired up” supporters of that campaign – voters who were displeased with the outgoing President George W. Bush’s “War on Terror” debacle that cost American and Iraqi lives and failed to net Osama bin Laden (whom Obama would take out in just 3 years while Bush couldn’t do it in eight). The contender was John McCain, who made quite a few blunders – “Bomb, bomb, bomb. Bomb, bomb Iran”, referring to his opponent as “that one” during the first presidential debate. Speaker John Boehner at the time was convinced the “inexperienced” Obama would fail. “Hell no, you can’t!” he threatened. And in response, Obama fired back: “Yes, we can.” And he did. We did.

 

One day I bought a DVD copy of Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country and, since I had the day off from work, watched it in full from start to finish. After the credits ended, I saw that this film couldn’t have come to me at a better time. Of the Original Series films, it and Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan are my favorites.

 

 

To me, the film encompassed the kind of mentality that this nation had back then as far as the future, when a new unknown was at hand. The country’s first Black President was now in the Oval Office. John McCain, for all his faults back then, gave a very honorable concession speech; though his voters were furious, he was able to calm the crowd and get them to face reality (I won’t say anything about Sarah Palin. The less this country sees of her, the better). Change was now in effect, and I was very hopeful. Hope, by the way, was another big word Obama campaigned on.

 

But then came the final year of his second term. The optimism I had for the country was somewhat stymied by the emergence of a person who obviously sought to undo everything Obama did. During the GOP debates, all the other candidates looked at this fool and called foul right off the bat: “He is an amoral narcissist!” “Absolutely unfit for office.”, they said. But somehow the guy stole his way into the Oval Office. Obama campaigned on change. But this guy? He campaigned on populism, on White supremacy. And he put it into effect on Day 1, saying he would “end the carnage” and make the nation “great” again, an obvious allusion to Reagan’s “great” quest, which itself was indicative of the days of the Confederacy. For the next four years, systemic racism flourished, hate crimes surged, and marginalized groups (and students) were targeted in mass shootings, some of them the worst for these marginalized groups in this country. And of course, the breaking point was the execution of unarmed George Floyd in the worst way possible. America was literally hell for anyone except Whites, and even then, if one was White, they had to be on board with the populist agenda. And what did the Turd-in-Chief do through all of this? Blame the Democrats, blame the “fake news media”, blame the “Russia hoax” (He shamefully used the Stoneman Douglass Parkland School shooting to divert attention from the investigation into his illicit election through Twitter. Twitter!). Completely irresponsible, but then again, he never cared anyway. He was too busy ruling with an iron fist.

 

 

As this fool’s term was ending, a pandemic ravaged the nation – a pandemic he chose to ignore because he was more concerned about how to steal the next election. Not even the Turd himself contracting Covid-19 was enough to knock him off his high horse. When the election approached, the lies started spreading (“vote twice if you have to!”), and there was an endorsement of a domestic terrorist group as an obvious fall back in case lies weren’t enough. All of this ended up in the ultimate disgrace: the nation had seen its first treasonous incumbent President defy the Constitution that swore him into the White House. A coup d’état, based on a lie to keep a fascist dictator wannabe in power for God knows how long. And I wasn’t shocked. I saw this coming. But I was sad, and a word did slip past my lips: “Why…?” 

 

 

Now, I look back at Star Trek VI, and I understand why. I understand why it happened, and why it’s so important to me now. All of this happened because of a crusade to undo Obama’s accomplishments. To undo the change he had set in motion.

 

In The Undiscovered Country, we see the Federation of United Planets seeking to cease all hostilities with the Klingon Empire after the Klingon’s moon Praxis explodes, consequently posing an extinction risk to their race. Both sides want peace; Chancellor Gorkon of the Klingon High Council leads the peace summit, and the Federation President, with Captain Spock as his envoy, arranges to host the summit. But forces on each side also believe this to be problematic; Captain Kirk is still bitter about his son David’s murder at the hands of the Klingons in the past, and Gorkon’s Chief of Staff, General Chang, is suspiciously coy about the whole idea. When Gorkon is suddenly assassinated after a dinner between Klingons and the USS Enterprise crew, Kirk and medical officer Leonard McCoy find themselves with blood on their hands; Gorkon was assassinated by Starfleet crewmembers while Enterprise had fired on Gorkon’s personal ship, Kronos One. The two are arrested, and a rift is driven between the two sides. Gorkon’s daughter, Azetbur, is subsequently named Chancellor in his place, and though she wants Kirk and McCoy put on trial and punished, she still wants the peace conference to go forward despite her people’s pleas for war; she puts it to them bluntly: “War is obsolete… as we are in danger of becoming.”

 

Eventually, Kirk and McCoy escape from prison, and the true conspirators of the assassination are revealed: Gorkon was murdered by Starfleet crewmen under the orders of a Vulcan named Valeris, who herself was on orders by Federation officers conspiring with rogue Klingons to prevent the peace summit from reaching its conclusion. Basically, these rogues would rather keep killing each other than live in harmony. General Chang tries to hold off Kirk and the Enterprise crew in a space battle while Federation officer Colonel West, disguised as a Klingon, attempts to assassinate the Federation President. The conspiratorial murder is foiled however, and both corrupt Starfleet and Klingon officers are arrested. Chancellor Aztebur demands an explanation for the commotion, and Kirk explains it to her: “Some people think the future means the end of history, but we haven’t run of history yet. Your father called the future ‘The Undiscovered Country’. People can be very frightened of change.” Azetbur accepts Kirk, who accepts her in return, both believing their lost loved ones’ (Gorkon and David, respectively) faiths have been restored. And at long last, the Federation and the Klingon Empire achieved peace. And peace has always been a central theme of Star Trek from the beginning.

 

Which brings us back to now. America is a mess, to put it bluntly. One political party wants to move forward, the other wants to move backward. One believes in peaceful diplomacy, the other believes in fascist extremism. And at the center of it all is what Captain Kirk explained to Chancellor Azetbur; one side wants change, the other doesn’t. Looking at American history, it's clear as day that both left and right have extremist factions. But it’s also as clear as day the bulk of extremism stems from the right wing. One need to look no further than Jan. 6, 2021, because the first American coup d’état -- one in which many people died; a majority of them trying to protect American democracy than undermine it -- was staged by the far-right-wing arm of the Republican Party, itself under the control of an unhinged, power-mad despot with delusions of grandeur. And why? It all goes back to the reason for this madman’s campaign back in 2015. He ran to undo Obama’s goal. He ran to undo what his right-wing sycophants wanted undone, what they were afraid of, and are still afraid of. He ran to undo change. And now, he wants to run to kill the other theme Obama campaigned on. He wants to kill hope for a better union, a better America.

 

I hope all the remaining free-minded citizens in this country can stand up and fight this reprehensible fascist agenda from becoming reality. In all honesty, this is an insult to the Founding Fathers and a literal desecration of the Constitution that binds America together. The United States still stands as the world’s oldest democracy – about 200 years, two centuries – and it cannot be dismantled by the carnal aspirations of an unintelligent, illiterate turd-dunce with a God complex. That is the worst fate a democracy as old as this can suffer. 2024 will be America’s most significant year to date. Let’s make sure it survives. 

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Welp, looks like Jason has reached another year. I am THIRTY-SEVEN, BABY! And it looks like it's going down with a sure-to-be-awesome Halloween/Double B-Day Celebration (a participant at our center also celebrates their B-day today)!

This B-Day, I got a lotta things to appreciate: my family being closer now than ever, the unexpected many sales I made with my graphic novels (in particular, almost every co-worker of mine at work who bought copies of Sneakers' U-Force Vols. 1 & 2 paid double - yes, DOUBLE - the suggested price; in other words, $40 instead of $20), the completion of two graphic novels: Sneakers' U-Force Vol. 2 and Curse of Creation: Lil' Hero Artists, Vol. 2, and last but CERTAINLY not least... meeting four VERY important people in my life as of right now: Matt Zimmer, Jazz Nevermore, Lady Jess, and TwedeeNimbus, without whom this B-day could not have been more special.

To the future! 

J.D.

Nana Kumi-Amankwah 

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Morocco just got hit by a massive earthquake, and in less than an hour, 1,300+ people are dead. I think sending love, support, and condolences to the people of Morocco right now is far more important than demonizing Covid-19 vaccines and spitefully condescending to those fighting for basic human rights across this nation in the interest of inane political power grabs. I look out for the little guy (it's literally my job as I help the disabled), and I'll go on the record and say this, especially to this nation:

Human tragedy/grief and support for the suffering should (and will) always take precedence over asinine political culture wars waged by the greedy and selfish. Humanity was not made to be controlled and oppressed by humanity. And humanity was not created for the sole purpose of mutual, senseless destruction born of hatred. We should remember this, 'cause if we don't, our planet will be lost sooner than we think.

*drops mic and struts off stage*
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Hypocrisy is driving many open-minded Republicans out of the GOP, including some religious ones. It ain't hard to tell why, as sacrilege is now the new Scripture.

After having read about Mr. 45's admission to being a ruthless autocrat yesterday (saying it was "incredible past service" and that he "ruled" America with grace), I took a look at a story involving his little boy. An article on the website BaptistNews.com quotes an article from a web journal called The Atlantic, written by a man named Peter Wehner. The article describes how, back in 2021, Jr. 45 spoke to a "congregation" at something called Turning Point USA -- and said "F**K YOU" to the Savior so many right-wing conservatives once claimed to cherish.

“If we get together, they (the affectionately labeled "Radical Left" by 45 sr.),  cannot cancel us all. OK? They won’t,” he said. “And this will be contrary to a lot of our beliefs because — I’d love not to have to participate in cancel culture. I’d love that it didn’t exist. But as long as it does, folks, we better be playing the same game. OK? We’ve been playing T-ball for half a century while they’re playing hardball and cheating. Right? We’ve turned the other cheek, and I understand, sort of, the biblical reference — I understand the mentality — but it’s gotten us nothing. OK? It’s gotten us nothing while we’ve ceded ground in every major institution in our country." 

Tehrer's response is below.

 “Throughout his speech, Don Jr. painted a scenario in which Trump supporters — Americans living in red America — are under relentless attack from a wicked and brutal enemy. He portrayed it as an existential battle between good and evil. One side must prevail; the other must be crushed. This in turn justifies any necessary means to win. And the former president’s son has a message for the tens of millions of evangelicals who form the energized base of the GOP: the Scriptures are essentially a manual for suckers. The teachings of Jesus have ‘gotten us nothing.’ It’s worse than that, really; the ethic of Jesus has gotten in the way of successfully prosecuting the culture wars against the left. If the ethic of Jesus encourages sensibilities that might cause people in politics to act a little less brutally, a bit more civilly, with a touch more grace? Then it needs to go.” 

And right-wingers get all bitchy every time someone calls them "racist", "un-American", or "un-Christian". Who can blame them? They blew their own cover, and now all they can do is futilely lie or threaten by inciting their trusty AR-15-wielding vigilantes. 

In my youth, I was always taught that using Christ's name or words in any disrespectful manner is a cardinal sin. Seems in today's American Christianity, cardinal sin is the way to Heaven.

I don't mean to be a whiner or annoyance to anyone, but as a defender of people (especially disabled, disadvantaged people, like those I serve at my awesome lil' job), I have to call out bullying and weaponizing ideologies with fundmentalism when I see it -- I was a victim of such as a child, and remain one even now... by my own government. Christian nationalism and culture wars are the direct antithesis of real Christianity, if such a thing even exists anymore. It's why I dropped what I was taught at church in my youth. And now that I've seen that the man behind the curtain isn't a white-robed white man with brown hair and blue eyes, but rather an overweight, hunchbacked, orange-hued, ugly zombie of a man with delusions of grandeur, I'm glad I did, when I did. 

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