ABEHM
A Brown Eyed Handsome Man

have you come here for forgiveness?
have you come to raise the dead?
Did you come here to play Jesus
to the lepers in your head?

Thursday February 5, 2004

All you got is hurt

Okay, let’s do work first. And, no, I’m going to spare you more email inserts, because while I owe email to Mike Norton, Tammy, and K., they ain’t gettin it tonight. I have a finite pool of creative energy this annum, and it’s going into this blog page.

On work… after starting off very slow on Monday and Tuesday… two sales each day… I got 10 sales on Wednesday. This is considered excellent but not spectacular, as there is some guy named Clifton who routinely gets 15 or 20 sales a day out on the floor, and he’s the standard everyone else is measured by. I assured everyone, and myself, that this was a freakish day that would not soon be repeated, that I hadn’t done anything extraordinary except be lucky enough to get good calls, and I was certain I’d be back to having a mediocre day today.

Today I got 16 sales.

I have no explanation for this. Vivienne, our training teacher, assures me that it’s all due to my ‘soft skills’, which is to say, my ability to put each customer at their ease instantly in a call, relate and empathize with them, and establish rapport. Maybe so. I do have very good salesmanship skills, if you want to call it that… I can be very friendly and pleasant if I want to be, although few who interact with me socially would agree with that. This is because in my voluntary social life I prefer not to ‘handle’ people, I find it to be condescending… I’d much rather be truthful with those I respect. But on the job, it’s different. These people are calling in to get some help with their accounts, and I know that I hate to call customer service. I assume this is an ordeal they are dreading at least a little, and I’m getting paid to help them, so that’s what I do, to the best of my abilities. This seems to lead to sales, and that’s fine, but SIXTEEN SALES!!! Holy shit!!! If I keep selling like this, they will NEVER let me off the floor to be an online correspondent!

After work today, I got a ride home from the lovely Krystal and her step mom. Krystal is gorgeous and sweet, much younger than I am, smokes and has kids, and is totally not right for me, but god damn do I want to bang her. Leaving that aside, she enjoys all the sales promotion bullshit and I generally don’t, so when they give me balloons for making sales, I give them to Krystal, and that makes her happy. They also bring around little cups of candy to those of us making good sales, and since I have little use for any candy without chocolate in it, I pass along most of that to Krystal, too. Today I got a t-shirt as a prize for having the most sales in the room; it wasn’t big enough to fit me and one of the other girls in the room wanted it, so I gave it to her. Co-worker relations R Us.

I hadn’t realized it at the time, but the ride from Krystal actually screwed up my plans. I was going to walk by the bank and see if my direct deposit had hit my bank account tonight, the way it has on past jobs when I’ve had it the day before payday. I definitely want to get some stuff if I have money tonight, so I’ll have to walk up to the ATM after I’m done with this… so the ride from Krystal really didn’t do me any good. Oh, well. At least she was thinking of me.

That’s it for work, now let’s talk, in general, about how I deal with it when people say bad things about me.

Okay, never mind, let’s not. I was a few hundred words into this really boring essay on how one must consider the source of any and all social feedback, be it positive or negative, but I’ve said all that before other places, so never mind. I just got the most AMAZING email from Australia. Without further ado, I present yet another unsolicited epistle from an utterly admirable stranger. Read it all, it’s just astonishingly cool.

From: "James Newton"
To: docnebula01@juno.com
Subject: Greetings from OZ

Dear Darren,

I would first like to add to why a totally scrumptious he-hottie (your words, not mine, I’m not ‘gay’, it is still possible to be flamboyant, stylish, witty and ‘gay’, without being homosexual, I’m not anything other than just plain ODD so I’m told – i.e. a person who doesn’t have shops to shop in and helplines to phone, but who feels as alienated and persecuted as any ‘Gay’) like you is not only still single, but will most likely remain enshrouded in solitude for the remainder of your existence

So without further adieu, the following list explains WHY DARREN IS NOT HOOKED UP AND IS CLEARLY NEVER GOING TO BE AGAIN, what I otherwise like to call - TEN TIPS ON FINDING A BRIDE - a list of the best methods for seducing women.

Establish a career for yourself. This should be your highest priority. A woman likes to see a flash porsche to go with your smile. It shows her you are genuine. It reveals that you are prepared to sacrifice your entire life for the sake of a woman’s well-being.

Learn to be unconscious, like a boy. Women hate consciousness in a man: it immediately implies he is against her. A man who continually removes himself by way of reflection clearly shows that he is capable of independent action and is therefore not to be trusted.

Learn to cultivate a violent disposition. Woman love violent men and mastering them. If you can manage to be aggressive towards everything in the world except the woman you love, you can be sure she will regard you as a good man. If you can then manage to be aggressive towards her as well, she will be yours forever.

When approaching a woman for the first time, don’t worry overly much about your “opening line”. The words you use are far less important than the messages given out by your body language. A woman is not so much interested in a man’s linguistic dexterity as in his ability to promise a rosy future.

Always remember that the first thing a woman looks at in a man is his shoes. She thinks: Is he reliable? Will he be able to pay the bills? Will he be a good father to the kids? Or is he just a self-serving creep? All these questions are assessed and resolved within the first moment of the initial introduction, so if she accepts your offer of a drink, you could well be on the brink of a long and loving relationship.

Learn how to make women laugh. This more than anything could ensure your success in winning them over to your side. The trick is to appear harmless, like a clown.

If at first you don’t succeed, try and try again. In the matter of seducing girls, persistence always pays off. Always be ready to flatter. Tell her how beautiful she is. Lie if you have to - a woman will always take it as a compliment.

If in doubt, buy her flowers. Flowers are magical pieces of vegetable matter capable of totally overwhelming the female mind and producing in it strong feelings of goodwill to the man who gave them to her. The man may have recently confessed to being a multiple murderer and serial rapist, but in her eyes he is the sweetest man in the world. All of you should take note of this marvel.

Having captured her, the next task is to keep her.

The perfect husband is a chameleon, capable of adapting to the ever-changing moods of his wife. He is, alternately, a provider, protector, stud, little boy, wife-beater and girlfriend - depending on what her needs are at each particular moment. Therefore, you would be well-advised to shed your own personality completely. This is but a small sacrifice and not as painful as you might think.

The reasons above are also go in some way to explaining why I myself “will most likely remain enshrouded in solitude for the remainder of my existence”, other reasons being that I am very gangly and sharp-faced, have excessively long fingers (when are we going to get past this unrelenting focus on narrowly-specified conventional concepts of beauty and the visual cliché that cowardice, cruelty and a servile attitude are indicated by ugly and elongated faces and fingers that are excessive in length – whilst such features are possible signs of various diseases being present in the physical body such as tuberculosis, paralysis, and cardiac problems, generally they also belong to the philosopher and the intuitive person, showing that the subject is painstaking and loves detail… living in a society where wealth and power are admired, film and comic heroes regularly beat up and kill others, and the weak and sick are often despised, is it no wonder children have learned to imitate t hese issues; but I digress…), I no longer have way thick Coke bottle glasses on my nose, oh I forgot, I’m now blind so that makes me asexual (make personal note: remember personal mantra “beauty is in the blindness of the believer”). So, not only do I now miss out on my previous favourite pastime of reading and enjoying super-hero comics (thankyou so much for the comments in your Martian Vision article on ‘Why Childish Is An Insult In Our Society’, the theme of my life, well that along with the ‘blog’ comments on your general performance and demeanour from high school – whoa, timewarp), I also miss out on the sexing with the ladies.

Other reasons may include that woman feels she does not exist if man treats her as a thinking being. But you have to remember, it cannot be said that the movement known as the Women’s Liberation shows any real recognition of the conditions actually necessary for any sort of genuinely intellectual activity. What appears to be the issue is that it is recognised that the position of man has not, in the changing social situation, deteriorated as radically as that of woman, and the solution envisaged appears to be to see that it does. The women concerned appear determined to demonstrate as thoroughly as possible their identification with precisely these psychological attitudes which have always prevented women from ever achieving anything. Women are like sane people in general – you can’t imagine how they can bear to be like it but the last thing they want is to be told how to stop. Woman’s philosophy: I wear see-through, therefore I am.

Ach, now that I’ve gotten that off me sunken chest, let me get back on my knees, face Cydonia, and pay further tribute to John Jones, Martian Master and Visionary, for his intelligent and piquant commentary on Life, the Comics Universe and Everything. After finding one of your articles, it was like crack. I just had to have it. I fed on the words, the more bizarre the better, feeding and excreting. Bizarre, better. More and more all the time. Delirious I became, addicted to wilder and wilder comments on the comic industry. Addicted beyond all hope of redemption now, unable to stop, ready to split and transform just to get MORE.

But seriously, I have also noticed you get unwarranted flack from the fanbase (muchas gracias Kurt). The discourse within your articles proves not only that you are a person who thinks, but also causes others to think. Hence why the unwarranted criticism – if you make people think they’re thinking, they’ll love you. If you really make them think, they’ll hate you.

Your comments on the Vision’s origin went along similar lines to mine (what with Volton; hadn’t factored in Human Robot, however). One thing I don’t know if you noticed or not, which you may find interesting, was how it was also with the help of the Cotati, not only Immortus, that Vision learns of his origin as the original Human Torch. Why was it so important that the Scarlet Witch meet and fall in love with a synthezoid? We know Immortus made a deal with the Cotati, using his resources to help educate Mantis on the history of the Cotati and the purpose they have for her, in exchange for the Cotati helping him with his plan for the Vision. You might also remember that in the past the Cotati were not entirely nice-and-trustworthy allies of the Avengers (say Fantastic Four #323-325 – as the CM Saga was initiated by Steve, and these issues were also his work, I’d say this was no coincidence). It was this plant-race who arranged for the preparation of three women to be can didates for Celestial Madonnahood, and then made off with the child bred from the successful Madonna. To me, the Cotati are more ruthless than they seem – and that’s saying something for a bunch that reanimate the dead Swordsman to impregnate Mantis (sensitive moment there, guys). What part do the Cotati play in the random destruction of Heather Douglas' family by Thanos which led to her being taken for “training” by the Mind-Priests on Titan? Or in the strange and convoluted tragic history of the Scarlet Witch (more missing children, by the way)?

On with the Vision. I have this further theory that the Vision’s density-changing powers somehow link him with Aarkus’ smoky dimension in the same way that Pym’s particles tie him in to Kosmos, in that he is shunting his mass into the mysterious extradimensional plane which Aarkus the Vision from the 1940’s originated from. If this is the case, however, wouldn’t it also make sense that he should be able to become intangible enough to pass through dimensions? Maybe, Maybe not…any thoughts? I still expect to see the golden age Vision somehow linked to the modern day one, because the coincidences are otherwise too broad. I also think there’s a way to solve this without ret-conning Byrne’s Avengers West Coast revelation where Professor Horton showed up declaring that the Vision was not his work, it was the work of his partner, James Bradley (I know you hate Byrne, as did I hate this run, however, while you may fault me for using his arc, it *did* happen, and I felt I should make it work).

Remember, it is still unknown, even today, as to the reason why Ultron chose to use the name and costume colours of another Golden-Age hero though – the original Aarkus the Vision. Also, although Simon’s own brother, the Grim Reaper was drawn to the conclusion that the Avengers had murdered him, it seems pretty obvious that the world was not too sure what happened to Wonder Man in Avengers #9. Ultron was in possession of one of Hank Pym’s old laboratories at the time. He may have had access to the Avengers files there. The Wonder Man brain patterns could not have just been “lying around”. Further, Hank made a point of recording Simon’s brain patterns as he was dying, and since then there has been no satisfactory explanation given as to what he thought he was going to do with them at the time. It’s a bit of a stretch that he had some intuitive feeling that Simon might still come to life, or that he just collects encephalo-grams the way some of us collect autographs.

Also, whilst many may criticise the Crossing, myself included, I for one loved the fact of the Vision being able to save the young Tony by merging with him, as this seemed to link continuity-wise to back when he used his powers medically, way back in Avengers #140 where he had saved Hank, and awhile before (in #111) when he had merged with Magneto’s Piper to the extent of effectively possessing him.

Must also add that I loved your monograph on Pym. For your interest I have come up with my own particular theory on keeping Pym’s scientific disciplines straight, perhaps going in some way to reconciling Roy Thomas’ addition of artificial robotic intelligence to Hank’s previous background as a biochemist, hypothesising that he was an expert in nanotechnology (an alternative explanation for his ability to, quite in defiance of the laws of conservation of matter, change weight in a matter of minutes, i.e. he has nanobots in his blood and DNA, for nanobots could “build” a small OR large body out of the air and surrounding material within a matter of seconds). How’s that?

Also in relation to your ideas around Hank’s behaviour, I feel it began in Avengers vol 1 #13, where Janet Van Dyne is particularly bright and perky. At the end of that issue she is shot and almost dies. #14 features the Avengers hunting for a cure for her injury, with Hank pretty much on the edge of his sanity. A few issues thereafter Hank and Jan quit the team. Whilst Avengers #14, in which the Wasp lies close to death from a gunshot injury, is used as evidence for Hank’s mental instablility, since Giant-Man is in turns despairing, petulant, and angry, even going so far as to seize up the doctor treating Jan and threaten him, I contend that Jan may have been pregnant at the time of her injury and lost the child as a consequence of the shooting. I speculate that this may have led to Hank’s subsequent mental problems and feelings of inadequacy (still, I would prefer to relate it to a totally normal reaction of a caring man toward the woman he loves being shot). In orde r for this contention to fly, one would first have to go with the assumption that Hank and Jan were having pre-marital sex (not as much of a leap however as Hank being a psycho, I might add). Secondly, I am having trouble convincing myself that the subject has never come up in the couples’ traumas so far. On the other hand, I believe the event fits well with the mysterious creation of Ultron as a surrogate child, and with Immortus’ obsession with removing Avengers’ children. Whilst I think it would be a really great explanation about Ultron and Hank’s mental state, the following problem’s need ironing out: a) Hank would’ve mentioned it in a previous confrontation with Ultron; b) how pregnant Jan was at the time; c) and how Hank could have possibly copied a dead fetus’ brain patterns, and why their child goes insane 3 seconds after it’s “born”, tries to kill its parents, the Avengers and eventually destroy an entire country? The kid would probably have been Stewie from t he “Family Guy”. Oh, I also recall Pym had his first breakdown when Maria Troyova was killed, before he was even Ant-Man. Reflect on this, and let me know what you think.

I found it a wonderful gesture that you have a tribute to your friend Jeff Webb on your site; I’m just sorry I can’t visually appreciate his work. I also lost a friend some eleven years ago to suicide (I was 17). He was also an artist of great talent – I was able to appreciate his talent before my sight blinked out. We used to collaborate on our own home-made super-hero comics here in Australia (when we both lived in Queensland) between the ages of fourteen and fifteen-and-a-half. Anyway, I must make a confession that like Jeff, I too was a fan of Gruenwald’s early Captain America run. Hey, I was only about twelve at the time, and it was a nice change to see a change from Cap illuminating the problems with fascism/conspiracy-type tyranny, and turning that light back upon other political sources, what with Madcap’s nihilism, Flag-Smasher’s anarchism, the Power-Broker’s oligarchic approach, and Super-Patriot’s Machiavellian cult-of-the-hero republicanism/”patriotism”. An d a side-note on Madcap – the guy’s origin and powers are basically the same as Bruce Willis's in Unbreakable – except that Bruce gets a nice explanation for what happens to him, courtesy of “fragileman”, while Madcap has to make do with the idea that there is no reason for his survival...

Also, one redeeming quality about Gruenwald’s Cap run was that he used Dadaism long before Grant Morrison ever did in a comic, which has got to count for something. Madcap was just your basic Dadaist, prancing around in a clown-suit and living off of maxims like “Reality is a junk concept. A mass-produced, mass-marketed product that people use everyday then throw away. To heck with junk! To heck with reality! To heck with heck!”. (he might as well have said “to heck with Original Sin” and “to heck with incompleteness and the subject/object relationship”). Beat that, Grant!

One consolation is that I think just about everything on your list in Countdown to Senility was dead on. Sandman was great, but my sight evaporated before I got the chance to see the whole story through. What’s 1602 like by the way, are you enjoying it? Also in agreement with you over Daredevil’s “Born Again” storyline, great variation on the Oedipus myth. Pity the movie sucked, when are comics and film ever going to get the portrayal of someone blind RIGHT! Marvel should just deed that book over to me. I have the same complaints with this book as I did with Buffy, which you also highlighted brilliantly in your articles on Whedon. Pity the Hyborian Age missed out making the list however.

So wow, I’m disabled. If you asked me what mattered about myself, I’d tell you that I am a bit of a hothead (well okay, more than a bit), technically adept, artistic, love philosophy (particularly ethical issues created by modern biology, disability ideology), love promoting effective social justice and progressive community change in anti-oppressive ways, am crazy about music, love cats, am a compulsive reader, have an independent streak a mile wide, am ambitious, and like to save money. I’d run through a long, long list of qualities that I possess before I ever thought to say that I also have Marfan Syndrome. God, I’m going off on tangents so extended they’re bound to meet the tangents of Martians coming the other way.

Englehart… what can I say, the man is a genius. Thanks for the interesting tidbit about him having a hand in the creation of Ghost Rider. Pity he didn’t write it as well, he could have saved the concept from becoming a constant failure. I heard about a Bucky mini that he was writing. What ever happened, any details about its content? Would loved to have seen him further explore government influence on Cap III and his Bucky (Nomad), and whether this went all the way to the beginning of the super-soldier programme. It would have been interesting to see the super soldier programme revealed as a Nazi project hidden within the US government, coming out of the German-American Bund going on before WWII, much like the Manhattan Project even. Cap’s blond-Aryan look always seemed a bit suspiciously close to Hitler’s dream.

DITTO ON THE MATRIX. Reminds me of Vietnam, and how in order to save the village, we had to burn the village. I mean, in order to save the human race (and if an Agent can enter any human still plugged in and unaware), the Resistance would have to be up against those they’re trying to save. I swear the CIA/military-industrial-media-googolplex writes these scripts: “If you’re not one of us, you’re one of them”. We’re always creating an enemy in order to have an antagonist (Starship Troopers ’97) a perfect example), instead of looking at corporations, the oil companies (those sending us), and what they’re doing to us as individuals and communities, we let them for money. Guess that’s why I loved your articles: Sorcerers, Swamp Things, Sandmen, And Sophie_ The Stream of Consciousness Running Through Four Occult Superhero Comics. Again, I’m just sorry I never got to sit Sandman out, or see Alan’s return to super-hero’s. Still, I did the chance to appreciate the work of the father of occult comics, i.e. Stainless Steve Englehart.

On Wolfman, I loved how you made the connection of Superman causing Crisis as a result of saving the Kents, an idea I skirted some years ago. Apparently, so did Morrison. I guess that’s where Hypertime was going, and the whole idea of the Guardians of the Multiverse. My ultimate idea for Smallville is a vampire wishing to become Lord of Transilvane, setting about to drain Superman’s blood, but forgets that Superman’s powers are solar-powered, so...

I think that making the Eternals part of the Marvel Universe was not fitting. I think it weakened the Eternals concept by sticking it into a context that already had plenty of hidden races and evolutionary oddities, and it hurt the Marvel Universe by imposing a cosmology on it that didn’t fit terribly well. I still think it doesn’t fit all that well, but here’s a possible explanation for how Kang returned from the dead in the Marvel Universe. Remember how Odin vowed to the Celestials a millennium ago that he would restrict Asgardian contact with Earth. Well seeing his son Thor from Asgard in the late 1880’s in battle with Kang (Avengers #143), culminating with Thor killing Kang, would have concerned Odin since he had banned interference from any Asgardian on Midgard as a result of the above vow. In fear of what the Celestials would do should he break that vow, he either snatched Kang away at the last moment and used his power to fool Thor into believing Kang dead, or he altered time, but in fact caused several alternate worlds to form, creating the seed of all the alternate worlds leading to events like the Crossing and alternate Kangs running about everywhere. If so, Odin now needs to rectify this problem.

I empathise with you on the call-centre front (among those dark satanic mills, ay). Been there, done that. Better than being unemployed and broke, which I am, since call centres don’t appear to make their systems accessible for screen-readers. I could keep putting in complaints re: equal opportunity, but if I did, I wouldn’t be doing anything else. Every job I go for they tell me that although I am the applicant of the highest standard, that I am unsuccessful in acquiring the position because they can’t see how the workplace will be able to accommodate me. Or they won’t let me show my computer skills on the laptop I have hired for the interview with my speech programme loaded onto it, instead expecting me to use their type-testing programmes, etc at the interview loaded onto their laptops with no speech programme. Everyone knows the keyboard layout for most laptops is vastly different, but they say they are the rules (definition: discrimination). As I said, I could ke ep putting in complaints, but when you have to constantly be adversarial to get anything changed, you think back in your mind about litigation and its elongated process playing a large role in the natural history of psychological symptoms and disability among… victims. I already have enough multiple disabilities to last me a lifetime thankyou. Another one might be the straw that breaks the camels back. Although, as Alan Moore once said, “madness is the emergency exit”.

I could be onto something. I already took out a complaint against my local university here in Tasmania two years ago, which hasn’t even gotten to mediation yet. Despite the shit that went on there I managed to come out with a BA with majors in Philosophy, Sociology, Psychology (getting in the top 5% of graduates), and 3rd-year Bachelor of Social Work, which lead to me finally taking out the complaint. But I digress again…

Have you considered submitting a proposal to any Australian comic companies? This could be a possible way of getting through the back door of the American market. Arthur Suydam did it, Hugh Fleming, Eddie Campbell, Gary Chaloner to name a few. Let me know if you’d like some contact details.

I had better sign off for now, as my back is killing me from sitting too long – damn bone density and my inability to efficiently absorb nutrients in my food. You’d think I was a postmenopausal woman.

Cheers,

James.

P.S. Sorry, I’m broke at present otherwise I’d help you by donating to Paypal. So much so, I’m even having to use the ‘net at the local library online access centre, as I don’t have access at home. But if there’re any electronic books you’d like for free, just spell it out to me. I’m on a few blind-lists and we come across recent contraband (our own little Napster bookmarket), plus I’ve scanned a few novels in order to read them myself. I currently have some works by Steve Aylett if that interests you at all, and a few contemporary philosophical works. Again, please let me know.

Okay, yes, none of you read that whole thing word for word; none of my female readers got through the block of advice on courting women (which I suspect much of was meant to be ironic) and the rest of you bogged down somewhere in all the comic book continuity stuff. Still, if you even skimmed it, you have to see that this is a remarkable letter from a remarkable human being, who sat down and took the time to read a lot of my work and then write me a very long letter providing me with extensive, intelligent, interesting, and thought provoking feedback on said work.

Things like this, and the rest of you who regularly comment on my blog, are the best thing in my life right now. And I don’t say that in an ironic or self depreciating fashion. If George Bailey was the richest man in Bedford Falls because of all his friends, well, I’m the richest man on the Internet because of all mine.

If you did skip any parts of James’ kind and very generous letter, I urge you to go back and reread them. He’s a truly exceptional and extraordinary person; the fact that a BLIND man of his obvious intellectual acumen has taken the time to read and respond in such a thoughtful manner to so much of my forgettable, pointless writing is… well, I have no words for it, other than to say, this stuff makes my day. Screw 16 sales at the call center, THIS stuff is what keeps me going.

So, thanks for all that, to James and all the rest of you, and, geez, now I really owe people some email…


Did I ask too much?
More than a lot?
You gave me nothing
Now it’s all I’ve got…


RULES OF THE ROAD

In one of his many invaluable essays on life in Hollywood, Mark Evanier described his first meeting with legendary TV comic and icon Milton Berle. Upon being introduced to Uncle Miltie and shaking hands with him, Mark, who is a pretty witty guy, blurted out without even thinking about it, “Wow, I didn’t recognize you in men’s clothing”. According to Mark, this soured Uncle Miltie on him from that point forward, because Mark had broken Rule Number One When Hanging With Milton Berle, namely, Never Be Funnier Than Milton Berle.

I’m reminded of that anecdote now.

Recent experiences at Electrolite being pretty much entirely similar if not completely identical to my previous experiences at Uppity-Negro.com and TampaTantrum.com, I thought I’d take the time to extrapolate whatever wisdom there is to find in the whole mess. Here’s The Deal, as far as I can see:

If you want to make friends and influence people when you head out onto the blogging trail, at least, as regards your posting comments on other people’s blogs, you MUST NOT:

(a) seem smarter than the person writing the blog you are posting comments to

(b) be funnier than the person writing the blog you are posting comments to

(c) be a better writer than the person writing the blog you are posting comments to

(d) be correct when you point out some manner in which the person writing the blog you are posting comments to was wrong, and/or

(e) Upset The Wimmenfolk On The Blog.

Rule E comes mostly out of my experiences with Aaron Hawkin’s Uppity-Negro blog. He gets a lot of female posters and like any of us male geeks would be in that admirable position, he is thoroughly whipped by them. If a new reader comes along and does anything whatsoever to offend the babes on Aaron’s blog, that new reader can expect a cold shoulder from Aaron roughly the size of the Greenland glacier. I don’t really blame Aaron for this; for a male geek, positive female attention is a jewel beyond price, and if I ever had any women posting to my blog who weren’t related to me by marriage, I’d most likely dance and sing like a puppet on a string when they cracked the lash, too.

I should add to this that I’ve learned, from Electrolite, that one Must Not Be Whimsical, Oblique, or Overly Geeky When Posting To A Big Important Political Marketplace of Ideas Type Blog, because those guys just have no time for Theodore Marley Brooks or Cornelus van Lunt references, regardless of how amusing or entertaining you and some others may find them.

Now, I am posting this to point out that while these may be the universal Rules of the Road on other blogs (and as far as I can see, they are, indeed, pretty much universal) you can ignore them here. I don’t care if you:


(a) seem smarter than I am, I like people who are smarter than I am, as long as they’re not jerks about it;

(b) are funnier than I am, then I get to laugh at your witty remarks, and hey, that’s all good;

(c) are a better writer than I am. Although I’m in a peculiar place as regards writing skills; good enough to be better than nearly all the amateurs out there, not good or lucky enough to be a professional at it. So if you are a better writer than I am, you are probably a professional writer and therefore do not have time to post comments on other people’s blogs, so this probably doesn’t matter, as relates to this blog;

(d) correct my mistakes; unlike apparently 95% of the remainder of the human race, I am under no illusions as to my own infallibility and simply don’t care if someone points out that I am wrong about something. Being wrong about things does not strike me as either a character flaw or a shameful embarrassment; we are all wrong about a lot of things every day of our lives, and that’s just how that works;

(e) Upset My Wimmenfolk. Well, actually, I shouldn’t say I don’t care if you upset my wimmenfolk, I do, the very thought deeply offends me. However, it’s just that the wimmenfolk at this point on this blog are my mom, my cuz in law, and my sister in law, and if you do something to upset them, I strongly doubt the authorities finding what’s left of you will be able to identify you without a DNA comparison. My mom, and any woman who marries any of the males in this family and stays married to him for any length of time, are perfectly capable of taking care of themselves. So offend them all you want; it’s a self correcting problem.

Oh, and I like geeky references and would just adore whimsical, cleverly elliptical posts to my comment threads, although I suspect I’d get annoyed if someone started posting a whole lot of Harry Potter-speak here, just for one example.

If there is a universal rule on this blog, it is quite simply, Do Not Be A Bigger Asshole Than The Blogger. In fact, if you can avoid it (and most of my small number of regular posters avoid it with style and panache) Don’t Be An Asshole At All. I am quite a big enough asshole myself to supply all the assholiness necessary for any blog, and I will continue to keep this blog well furnished with stupid remarks, doltish mistakes, whiney rationalizations, and defensive recriminations by the ton lot, there can be no doubt. You need bring none of your own asshole nature with you, I have plenty and am always willing to share.


THE INEVITABLE DISCLAIMER

By generally accepted social standards, I'm not a likable guy. I'm not saying that to get cheap reassurances. It's simply the truth. I regard many social conventions in radically different ways than most people do, I have many many controversial opinions, and I tend to state them pretty forthrightly. This is not a formula for popularity in any social continuum I've ever experienced.

In my prior blogs, I took the fairly standard attitude: if you don't like my opinions or my blog, don't read the fucking thing.

Having given that some more thought, though, I'm not going to say that this time around, because I've realized that what this is basically saying is, 'if you don't like what I have to say, tough, I don't want to hear it, don't even bother to tell me, just go away'.

And that's actually a pretty worthless attitude. It's basically saying, 'I don't want to hear anything except unconditional agreement and approval'. And that's nonsense. This is still a free country... for a little while longer, anyway... and if you really feel you just gotta send me a flame, or post one on my comment threads (assuming they actually work, which I cannot in any way guarantee) then by all means, knock yourself out.

Unless your flame is exceptionally cogent, witty, or stylish, though, I will most likely ignore it. You do have a right to say anything you want (although I'm not sure that's a right when you're doing it in my comment threads, but hey, you can certainly send all the emails you want). However, I have an equal right not to read anything I don't feel like reading... and I'm really quick with the delete key... as various angry folks have found in the past, when they decided they just had to do their absolute level best to make me as miserable as possible.

So, if you don't like my opinions, feel free to say so. However, if I find absolutely nothing worthwhile in your commentary, I will almost certainly not respond to it in any way.

Stupidity, ignorance, intolerance... these things are only worth my time and attention if they're entertaining. So unless you can be stupid, ignorant, and/or intolerant with enough wit, style, and/or panache to amuse me... try to be smart, informed, and broad minded when you write me.


 

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Tuesday 1/27 & Wednesday 1/28, 2004

Thursday, 1/29/04

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Tuesday, 2/3/04

OTHER FINE LOOKIN WEBLOGS:

Pen-Elayne on the Web

Dean's World

Eyesicle

Reach-M High Cowboy Noose

Peevish

Pop Culture Gadabout

Vanessa’s Blog

Bored and Broke

Mah Two Cents

If anyone else out there has linked me and you don't find your blog or webpage here, drop me an email and let me know! I'm a firm believer in the social contract.

BROWN EYED HANDSOME ARTICLES OF NOTE:

Buffy Lives! Her Series Dies! And Why I Regard It As A Mercy Killing..

ROBERT A. HEINLEIN, MARK EVANIER & ME: Robert Heinlein's Influence on Modern Day Superhero Comics

KILL THEM ALL AND LET NEO SORT THEM OUT: The Essential Immorality of The Matrix

HEINLEIN: The Man, The Myth, The Whackjob

BILL OF GOODS: The Words of A Heinlein Fan Like Nearly Every Other Heinlein Fan I've Ever Met, But More Polite

FIRST RAPE, THEN PILLAGE, THEN BURN: S.M. Stirling shows us terror... in a handful of alternate histories

DOING COMICS THE STAINLESS STEVE ENGLEHART WAY!by "John Jones" (that's me, D. Madigan), & Jeff Clem, with annotations by Steve Englehart

JOHN JONES: THREAT OR MENACE!

FUNERAL FOR A FRIENDSHIP

Why I Disliked Carol Kalish And Don't Care If Peter David Disagrees With Me

MARTIAN VISION, by John Jones, the Manhunter from Marathon, IL

BROWN EYED HANDSOME GEEK STUFF:

Doc Nebula’s HeroClix House Rules!

Doc Nebula’s HeroClix List!

Doc Nebula's Phantasmagorical Fan Page!

The Fantasy Worlds of Jeff Webb

THE OMNIVERSE TIMELINE

World Of Empire Fantasy Roleplaying Campaign

The Jeff Webb Art Site

S.M. Stirling

BROWN EYED HANDSOME FICTION (mostly):

NOVELS: [* = not yet written]

Universal Maintenance

Universal Agent*

Universal Law*

Time Watch

Endgame

Earthquest

Earthgame*

Warren's World

Warlord of Erberos

Return to Erberos*

ZAP FORCE #1: ROYAL BLOOD

Memoir:

In The Early Morning Rain

Short Stories:

Positive

Good Cop, Bad Cop

Leadership

Talkin' 'bout My Girl

No Good Angel

No Time Like The Present

Pursuit of Happiness

The Last One

Pursuit of Happiness

Return To Sender

Halo

Primogenitor

Alleged Humor:

Ask A Bastard!

On The Road Again

Meeting of the Mindless

Star Drek

THE ADVENTURES OF FATHER O'BRANNIGAN

Fan Fic:

The Captain and the Queen

A Day Unlike Any Other (Iron Mike & Guardian)

DOOM Unto Others! (Iron Mike & Guardian)

Starry, Starry Night(Iron Mike & Guardian)

A Friend In Need (Blackstar & Guardian)

All The Time In The World(Blackstar)

The End of the Innocence(Iron Mike & Guardian)

And Be One Traveler(Iron Mike & Guardian)

BROWN EYED HANDSOME COMICS SCRIPTS & PROPOSALS:

SERAPHIM 66

AMAZONIA by D.A. Madigan & Nancy Champion (7 pages final script)

AMAZONIA (Alternate Draft 1)

AMAZONIA (Alternate Draft 2)

AMAZONIA (World Timeline)

TEAM VENTURE by Darren Madigan and Mike Norton

FANTASTIC FOUR 2099, by D.A. Madigan!

BROWN EYED HANDSOME CARTOONS:

DOC NEBULA'S CARTOON FUN PAGE!

DOC NEBULA'S CARTOON FUN, PAGE 2!

DOC NEBULA'S CARTOON FUN, PAGE 3!

WEIRD WAR COMICS COVER ART.

ULTRASPEED!

Help Us, Batman...

JLA Membership drive

Don't Leave Us, Batman...!

Ever wondered what happened to the World's Finest Super-team?

Two heroes meet their editor...

At the movies with some legendary Silver Age sidekicks...

What really happened to Kandor...

Ever wondered how certain characters managed to get into the Legion of Superheroes?

A never before seen panel from the Golden Age of Comics...

BOOM!

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