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Disclaimer: This Post is link heavy and a bit convoluted, apologies in advance.

In relation to my previous post.

The outrage, anger and commentary is still going on and after reading many, lots, more and today's blog posts* on the subject and I can't say if it's good or bad.
I did my part and e-mailed** the relevant people, but I have the feeling they've got a special folder especially for the letters coming from people like me and aforementioned Feminist Fangirls.

I just love, absolutely love how some people completely miss the point of anger that stems from that Mary-Jane (MJ) statue.
I mean, this is very dense if this he can write something like this:
Like it or not, superhero comics are made by and for men. That doesn’t mean that’s all they can ever be, but that’s the way it is now, and until female fans gain enough economic clout to dictate terms, they’re going to remain safely ignorable. Want to change that? Make the fucking comics and build the audience you need to affect change.

Be sure to read the *headdesk" inducing, lengthy, commentary at the bottom.

Can you feel entitlement, the patronizing tone... the absolute, oh I don't "knee-jerk outrage and reactionary herdthink... his words again, talking about the multiple posts that have appeared on the Internet (specifically WFA!) over the past few days about MJ.

I'd like to comment there, but I'm not in the habit commenting in what is obviously a hostile environemnt and I don't do anonymous commenting, so I safely link and quote on my personal LJ... ain't the Internet grand, to be able to safely say what you want, about whatever you want, with no editing what so ever.
After all, whose going to complain... a bunch of fangirls with no economical clout?

I'm inclined to say that this guy (Dirk Deppey is his name) is a little bit intimidated by the amount women commenting about MJ. I'm inclined to say that he's surprised by the fact that, gosh, we give a fuck.
But he like many before him and many that will come after, try to save face, from this obvious example of rampant sexism, but giving the very old excuse of Primitive Male Sexuality.
So the fact that the practically all entertainment industries, from the popular "Sports Illustrated" to the fringe industries of Comic Books... they are catered towards men.
He goes so far as to show that this is a universal male trait, since gay porn is much the same... catered towards the visually oriented, Primitive Male Sexuality.

Unlike this man here, I give most men the benefit of thinking they're people, and not monkeys, because men, like women, are human beings.
Which the makers of the MJ (and others) seem to think are not.
It seems that Marvel and DC are willing to treat their buyers like sex crazed Neanderthals and use female characters as fodder for their money bags.

The poor Boys have to deal with the fact that many, many Girls are entering (or already inside) the Comic Book Club Tree House and are rearranging the furniture, just a little, so that they don't have to sit on the floor or the other boys' laps.

I could go on and on.

Worry not.

I will.

Notes:
*All links are to When Fangirls Attack.
** Link to Written World.


In addition, the genocide in Darfur must be stopped.

וכמו כן, צריך לעצור את רצח העם בדרפור.

Date: 2007-05-16 03:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gregusa.livejournal.com
You'd think they would, but they don't. DC and Marvel DO NOT care about non-fanboys at all. They only care about the bottom line. They only care about what sells. And the only people they care about selling to is their already well-trained fanbase. Everyone else can go to hell. Appease the shareholder - serve the fanboy. It doesn't mean it's right. It's just the way it is. Doesn't mean it's not worth trying to change.

I took Dirk's point to be "why try to make them change when it would be easier to start up somewhere else". Which makes sense. I've written off DC or Marvel ever doing anything with my favorite characters they own that I'll be interested in reading. And I hate that. But I've moved on. There are tons of great comics of all kinds out there. More enough to fill up my available time with reading material. I don't have time to worry about comics I quit liking.

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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 me...an 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.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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