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Aug. 5th, 2010 04:55 pmThe new issue of the Red Hood comic is SO GOOD. SO GOOD. Aside from the fact it looks really pretty, and functions as a very cleanly written short story, and is all about Jason who is, you know, my spirit animal, it was like a particularly bloodthirsty balm for my soul.
I make a standing monthly donation to World Vision's Child Rescue project, which fights against human trafficking. As I mentioned last night, I just finished watching season 2 of The Wire, which also gives a fair whack of narrative time to the issue. What I'm saying is, there are real-world things which I, personally, do to fight child slavery, in my own little administrative capacity. I've also just finished viewing a narrative in which the bad guys go largely unpunished and the vulnerable get exploited and harmed. So I get weighed down by the misery of the world sometimes.
And today I have discovered that, in those moments of being weighed down, there's just nothing more satisfying than reading a comic book in which your favourite vigilante cuts a bloody swathe through some child traffickers. Go Jay go! You are my favourite, baby, and this issue is your Crowning Moment Of Extreme Fucking Awesome. You are the wish-fulfillment power-fantasy whatevery thing that people say comics are meant to be.
Or maybe I'm just weird. But whatever, my journal is read by miraculous, glorious free spirits who make things like this heartbreaking work of staggering beauty (otp!!!) so I think you can deal with my daydreams of killing bad guys in the face.
(And those who read my twitter are subjected to a near-daily litany of 'I AM GOING TO KILL TONY ABBOTT' and variations thereof, so.)
SPEAKING OF COMICS, Red Robin is also amazing and excellent, because Tim makes up glorious mastermindy plans and gets his whole Bat-family involved and they are all super-badasses. Dick and Damian are the most endearing Batman and Robin team ever, and Steph and Wendy and Babs are a superstar taskforce of sheer determination and adorableness, and and and. Comics!
Remember years ago when Te and I wrote that series of stories about a Gotham City where Bruce Wayne was dead and the resultant configuration of the Bats was functional and worked together and actually communicated and stuff? WHO KNEW HOW TRUE THAT WOULD BE. I am going to be so bummed when Bruce comes back, you guys, because he's going to be a mean jerk to everyone and they'll all be sad and grumpy again and this moment of everyone being wonderful will just be a memory. :(
AHHHHHH I HAVE TO GO READ RED HOOD AGAIN A FEW THOUSAND TIMES SO GOOOOD.
I make a standing monthly donation to World Vision's Child Rescue project, which fights against human trafficking. As I mentioned last night, I just finished watching season 2 of The Wire, which also gives a fair whack of narrative time to the issue. What I'm saying is, there are real-world things which I, personally, do to fight child slavery, in my own little administrative capacity. I've also just finished viewing a narrative in which the bad guys go largely unpunished and the vulnerable get exploited and harmed. So I get weighed down by the misery of the world sometimes.
And today I have discovered that, in those moments of being weighed down, there's just nothing more satisfying than reading a comic book in which your favourite vigilante cuts a bloody swathe through some child traffickers. Go Jay go! You are my favourite, baby, and this issue is your Crowning Moment Of Extreme Fucking Awesome. You are the wish-fulfillment power-fantasy whatevery thing that people say comics are meant to be.
Or maybe I'm just weird. But whatever, my journal is read by miraculous, glorious free spirits who make things like this heartbreaking work of staggering beauty (otp!!!) so I think you can deal with my daydreams of killing bad guys in the face.
(And those who read my twitter are subjected to a near-daily litany of 'I AM GOING TO KILL TONY ABBOTT' and variations thereof, so.)
SPEAKING OF COMICS, Red Robin is also amazing and excellent, because Tim makes up glorious mastermindy plans and gets his whole Bat-family involved and they are all super-badasses. Dick and Damian are the most endearing Batman and Robin team ever, and Steph and Wendy and Babs are a superstar taskforce of sheer determination and adorableness, and and and. Comics!
Remember years ago when Te and I wrote that series of stories about a Gotham City where Bruce Wayne was dead and the resultant configuration of the Bats was functional and worked together and actually communicated and stuff? WHO KNEW HOW TRUE THAT WOULD BE. I am going to be so bummed when Bruce comes back, you guys, because he's going to be a mean jerk to everyone and they'll all be sad and grumpy again and this moment of everyone being wonderful will just be a memory. :(
AHHHHHH I HAVE TO GO READ RED HOOD AGAIN A FEW THOUSAND TIMES SO GOOOOD.