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Do not read "1984" AND "V for Vendetta" before going to sleep.

All it does is make you paranoid.

And horny.

And wanting to blow shit up.
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Ya, really.

One of the better things about having a world renowned Comic Book writer come to your local Con (*squee*Neil Gaiman*squee*), is that you get a chance to really talk and converse about the stuff that you really want to talk about, with people you haven't seen in a long time and with new people you may or may not see ever again.

I know why I like Neil Gaiman, he opened up comic books for me and I liked his prose as well, so I got his stuff, meeting the man very much validated my love of his work, it was also nice seeing that he really is a very nice person in general; incredibly patient and tolerant!

I like Alan Moore, I wish I had read him before Neil Gaiman.
Really, had I read "Watchmen" before "Sandman" I would have appreciated the Modern Age a whole lot more, at least in DC, Marvel was always a little ahead of its time, though my love remains for DC, in general, Marvel is better at the giving us "reality" so to speak.

Both in DC and Marvel, the "reality" is, men are big and strong, women are small and despite being strong are not as strong as the men, and if they do happen to be stronger than the men, then there is something seriously fucked up with them!
And that is the reality of our everyday life here; women can hold positions of power, but heaven forbid if they are more influential than the Man and if they are, well, they're overpowering, uber-bitches.

We're in the year 2006 people, despite Comic Books being the successors of pulp fiction, this isn't the 1956. Misogyny should not be the underlying message anywhere! Women having their bodies contorted in weird and peculiar ways should not be the norm and if it is, the men should be double jointed as well. If men have bulging muscles, I was to see a bulging package too, since the women have smooth lines and bulging bosoms!

I don't want to be any body's party pooper, but telling me that Frank Miller empowers women is a crock o' shit and that the ridicule of Powergirl by Jeph Loeb is anything other embedded sexism and misogyny you will hear what I wrote.
It's 2006.
1956 sucked the life out of people back then as well.

Why haven't we evolved?


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June 2015

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.


-"V for Vendetta"


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