It's Sunday: Give It A Rest

To say the Anti-Abortion Movement Won the Legal Battle, but It’s Losing the War is such a self-destructive way to frame this issue, since there never was anything but a legal battle to begin with. It's framed this way to make people angry, and - as usual - they take the bait every time. Roe V. Wade lost because it was bad law - NOT because anybody hated women or was banning abortion. To say otherwise is simply a lie.

Isn't it AMAZING how "We've Been Misreading a Major Law of Physics For The Past 300 Years," but - once you mention black reparations - then, we're told, "we've" not been together to do anything? There's just an immediate disconnect from history - and each other.

Alan Moore has been donating all his Watchmen money to Black Lives Matter, so he must not read this blog, because TMR hasn't received a dime. Uncool, Alan Moore, uncool. Black Blogs Matter.

The Most Interesting Element of the Hunter Biden Indictment, besides the bank records, suspicious activity reports, 22 shell companies set up in the names of various family members, and an email from Hunter saying he was angry about sharing his income with his father? The most interesting element is how the Democrats are still saying they see no evidence of a crime. That is one observant party.

Rolling Stone co-founder Jann Wenner has been removed from Rock Hall leadership after controversial comments about blacks and women. He said we're not articulate. I could give him a well-worded reply.

Trump fumbles when asked if a man ‘can become a woman’ which - if you know the guy - should surprise no one. 

  

Principals Made and Shared Meme of a Student’s Exposed Breast

And Death by homeopathy is what got TMR into the subjects that animate the blog, today. 

It is NOT not recommended.

 

Interlude: "Jimmy's End" By Alan Moore & Mitch Jenkins

I'm Back (And I Still Want A Little Bit Moore)

I love this photo of the great Alan Moore because, left to my own devices, that's how I would look, too, in my day-to-day appearance. I liked this interview with him as well, because he speaks about a friend possibly becoming an optical illusion - and, of course, one of my last posts was called "I'm An Optical Illusion (I'm Running Backwards)" - giving me a nice "Ah-ha!" moment to spark my return to blogging.

Anyway, I'm back.

And I hate shaving.

Why does the business world demand I have to be clean shaven to be respected? When I think of all the clean shaven dweebs I've met out there, fucking up everything they touch, while real men, who merely want the freedom to live and contribute as they wish, are shunted aside, it makes my blood boil.

I've got a few days growth as I write this because I spent the last weekend pitching back brewskies with friends (Four Words: Hot Tub Time Machine) and there couldn't be anything better. I don't want to have to scrape my fucking face now. For what? For who? Why?

Ain't it my fucking face?

Why not put barriers in front of those guys who shave just fine, but don't know how to brush their friggin' teeth? I see a lot of them out there in the workplace, but nobody says shit, because they're too cowardly to mention it to anybody's face, the pussies.

I swear, I will never understand how y'all prioritize,...

Experiencing A Musical Past Life Regression**

Alan Moore and Gorillaz (both known comic artists) had to stop on an Op before the scrilla got started:

"'It didn't work out, shall we say,' Moore told an audience at the University of Northampton (via io9). 'I met up with [Albarn and Hewitt], they were anxious that I should do something with them.' It seems Gorillaz first approached Moore in the hope the Watchmen creator would help with a 'superhero opera'. 'I said, "Well, I'm definitely not your man,"' Moore recalled. 'I don't want anything to do with those wretched creatures once again.'

But my friends in Fishbone (who also didn't make it) got a doc and some props for how we tried to take it:

"We were the most uncompromising people ever."

"Everyday Sunshine" (it's music to my ears) we were slaves to the waves that we made and hear:

"It was strangely beautiful and exciting to hear these noises for the first time from such a large and powerful source."

And I know Jack Dangers (where you don't know Jack) which is news you should use if you think you know Crack:

"The Meat Beat Manifesto album will have been finished for more than a year when it comes out in September. The lag is partly because Dangers is still in discussions with labels interested in releasing the physical product in different territories.

The JDs — who've shared the stage for live stints in mutual friend Mark Pistel's band, Pistel — started working on music for fun about seven years ago."

**I used to be in the music business with some of these guys. In time, I'll go back to it. But by then, if you haven't already donated to my blog, don't be expecting no backstage passes.

The Macho Response: Rorschach (Wiping That Cultish NewAge Smile Off Everyone's Faces)

"The moral center of Watchmen, both the original graphic novel by Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons and the new, much-discussed movie based on it premiering today, is a curious and prickly masked vigilante who goes by the name Rorschach.

The surface meaning of the name is visually obvious—his mask contains swirling black blots on white that remind one of the psychological testing mechanism. But applied to his character, the name is both appropriate and ironic.

It’s appropriate in that the character is obsessed with stark duality—black and white—and ironic in that the mushy “it’s whatever you see” vagueness opposes his very definite vision of what’s what in the world:

There are good guys and bad guys, and the bad guys deserve to get it, good and hard. Rorschach’s mission, from which he will not diverge, is to give it to them, no matter what the demands of law, government, or social mores. He lives by his objective understanding of right and wrong.

...Rorschach’s sense of justice may make him hate most of humanity—he brags to himself at the beginning that if mankind begged him to save them, he’d justly say “no.” But by the end he sacrifices himself in the name of avenging the deaths of millions who he doesn’t know. He does it for another reason as well, one of particular holiness to the Objectivist: the truth, the facts of reality. Whether or not the villain’s scheme might result in some “higher good,” it did so at the cost of Faking Reality—a cost no Objectivist will bear. We don’t know if Rorschach’s attempts to set the record straight will do any good—but he’s willing to bear any burden, let the very heavens fall, to stay square with reality.

To be the kind of man whose highest value is to “have lived life free from compromise,” as Rorschach says, makes that man “unreasonable” in the colloquial sense—that is, you aren’t going to be able to talk them in or out of much. You are going to find them abrasive, aggravating, and in circumstances like those the characters in Watchmen find themselves in, mad, bad, and dangerous to know.

Rorschach seems driven to madness by his ideology; a radical Objectivism forges a character that seems obviously damaged in unpleasant ways.

Yet he’s also the only man around who stands up for everyone’s right to be judged individually on the basis of their character and actions, their right not to be a means to someone else’s higher end—no matter what one might think of that end. He knows what it means to be human—that’s why he has to condemn those he kills as having betrayed the essence of man qua man, relegating them to the status of dogs to be put down."

-- Brian Doherty, describing the crime fighting hero of these NewAge times, in Reason Magazine.

The Watchmen Were Watching Us

“America was like this fabled foreign land. When I first came to New York City, what I was thrilled about was not the Empire State Building, or the Statue of Liberty, it was the fireplugs in the street. These things that Jack Kirby had drawn. Or these cylindrical water towers on top of buildings that Steve Ditko's Spider-Man fights used to happen in and around. So it's always been this kind of exotic babylon. And that's so for Alan as well. We used to get the American comics imported, and it wasn't just the stories, it was the whole thing of Tootsie Rolls and Schwinn bicycles. This is the kind of thing we'd talk about for hours on the phone. All this stuff that to you Americans is everyday stuff, as boring to you as our everyday stuff is to us.”

-- Dave Gibbons, the English comic book artist who (with English writer Alan Moore) created the radically ambitious 1986 graphic novel, The Watchmen, in Time Magazine.