The infiltration of marxist, feminist, neo-liberal, progressive, collectivist ideology in contemporary US comic books: Can you see the Elephant in the living-room?

I haven’t reviewed many comic books this week, reason being that there hasn’t been anything released that is actually worth reviewing.

I don’t want to repeat myself, and I don’t want to waste my money, so why should I bother with DC, Marvel, Darkhorse (and the others) and their weekly round of identity politics, ignoring reality, nonsense?

If I want to see emasculated males and empowered females acting like the worst of men I’ll watch mainstream television. I’m not a fan of mainstream television. The anti-family/anti human programming is getting out of control now. If the collapsing Roman Empire had television I strongly suspect that it would look a lot like mainstream television looks today.

A culturally programmed ident-kit PC generation.

Blood, sex, violence, torture, inhumanity, pandering to corporations, banks and their puppet political parties, pushing drugs, pushing junk celebrity culture and ignoring all of the important issues of our times, whilst lying to us and telling us that ignorance is strength and that freedom is slavery. Who is running television these days? I assume it’s promoted idiots pushing an agenda that they don’t know about, not that they would care anyway, just as long as they continue to enjoy their lovely careers as the propaganda chiefs of a sick and decaying culture.

Television is a non-stop parade of freaks, creeps and idiots, and it’s all aimed at the mindset of a brain damaged perpetually adolescent child. It’s sick, so sick that it needs to be put down for it’s own good.

Contemporary US comic books take the satanic sickness of mainstream television, make every bloody story about a government sponsored teenage girl, and off they go, empowering the world by pushing marxist feminist, progressive, liberal slavery to the state.

Soft, cute, cuddly and deadly.

I’m a forty-two year old guy who grew up in a world that wasn’t completely taken over by the new world order banks and corporations that run it (the west anyway) today. I grew up reading stories where men were still men. I grew up reading stories that promoted freedom, not collectivism. I grew up reading stories that cared more about telling a good adventure yarn than pushing identity politics and cultural marxism.

So when I read a contemporary comic book in 2015, and read panel after panel, book after book of something that looks like it was constructed as a group project from a neo-liberal, feminist/marxist college class, how do you think I am supposed to react?

I’d be a bit odd if I liked it. I’d be a bit odd if I pretended that the programming wasn’t there, and I would be an out and out LIAR if I didn’t mention it when I reviewed a comic book.

So I mention it. I mention the nonsense that is going on in contemporary comic books, and I go online and check out all of the other reviews of the same book. And what do I read? I read positive reviews, negative reviews, indifferent reviews. They discuss the art, the dialogue, the plot twists, the panel layout, the individual characters (it’s all about the characters really) but none of them mention the big old FARTING AND SNORTING ELEPHANT in the living-room.

It bewilders me. Can they not see it? They are reading a comic book that is full to the brim with cultural programming, yet to them, it’s as normal as breathing air as you sleep, which is an apt comparison, because it appears that that is exactly what is happening here. A generation programmed with cultural marxism as they sleep, and they don’t even know that it is happening.

New boss, same as the old boss.

Am I being unfair here? Maybe they do see it. Maybe they like it. Maybe they want it. Maybe, the prisoner/slave training is so advanced now, that anybody under the age of his/her mid-thirties is unable to differentiate between living in a cage, and living as a free human being?

You know the old story about freed slaves not wanting to be free, right? Perhaps that’s what’s happened to the west today? Decades of cultural programming has left us defeated, unable to free ourselves, and worst of all, unwilling to even try, because we like it, we like being slaves, and all we really want, is more slavery?

It’s a terrifying thought, but this might be the end. The new generations are tied up in identity politics. They are slaves and they like being slaves, just as long as the new slave master is of the right gender, skin tone and sexuality, of course. This is just a short little rant, and I’ll end it with a couple of questions. Answer if you like. Carry on reading comics as usual if you don’t even care.

Can you see the elephant in the living-room?

And if you can, does it even bother you?


My video on YT plugging this artcle: 

I didn’t want to write tonight- Anarchy, compromises and a nice cup of tea

I don’t want to spend my Friday evening writing. I don’t want to have to think too much, too hard, editing and sculpting my words down until they resemble something that could be passed off as a readable tract of writing. No, I would rather not say anything at all tonight. I would rather not rail against the deliberate ignorance that has invested 95% of the comic books that I read today. I don’t really want to upset the writers anyway, and they have kids to feed and they have bills and car payments and stuff, and I understand why they are running on the corporate treadmill. Yeah it’s a bit cowardly, but that’s the compromise of life, isn’t it?

If you want a wife, kids, a car, a house (and things to put in it) then you need to compromise, right? You need to put your morality aside and look after yourself first, right? Because that’s what most of us do. I look around me and I don’t see heroes. I don’t see villains. I see compromises. That’s what makes the world, those compromises fuel the evil that we pretend does not exist. Well, we pretend, but I’m here shouting about it on my blog, annoying those poor compromised writers, and I didn’t even want to write tonight, so I need to shut up. I want to make myself a cup of tea, put on some music, read a book that comes from the mind of somebody, anybody who refuses to compromise, because that’s what I want to do tonight.

Behind my left shoulder, on my clean as a politician’s soul (it’s actually a lot cleaner than that) floor, and amongst the silly, childish comic books there is a big old proper book. It’s a book about the potential that we all deliberately stifle in order to fit in, a book with a dirty word on the front cover. That book has a great title: NO GODS NO MASTERS- An Anthology of Anarchism by Daniel Guerin. Did you spot the dirty word? That word, of course, is anarchism. That filthy, never to be mentioned in polite society word signifies the freedom that we are not allowed to claim as our own, as long as we continue to bow down and worship a centralised state control system of human slavery. Yes, anarchy is such a dirty word. So dirty that it’s not allowed on television, well unless there is a university-approved expert there to soften it’s blow and remove any real meaning that it’s trying to convey. No freedom here, this screen is a no freedom zone.

Oh television, how you made me into something that I hated, moulded me into something that no longer even resembled a human being. We had a long relationship, too long, but I had to break away from you. You talked and talked and talked, but nothing was ever said.  We are strangers now. I look at you with pity, with the sad recognition that what we had was a lie, that I had to move on, that I had to grow the Hell up. Ha, I’m waffling now, so self-indulgent, and I didn’t even want to raise my head above the parapet tonight, but here it is, so take a shot. I’m a manic street preacher yapping like a little doggie into the big black bottomless GCHQ Internet void. A revolutionary, that’s me. No black mask or red flag needed, I drink tea and read a book, and I need to shut up now, stop writing (which I didn’t want to do tonight), put the kettle on and get back to my original plan for the evening. Goodnight, have a great weekend, don’t follow orders, be nice, and speak the truth.

Lucha Underground: Short review + links to Episodes One & Two

No spoilers here, just a quick summary/review with links to both episodes.

Lucha Underground is a pro wrestling show that is shot like a television drama.  It has historical context, a television style plot, characters that you can relate to and an easy to hate villain. The in-ring action is tied into the overreaching narrative of the show and the overall feel is of a television show with some wrestling in it, rather than a pro-wrestling show with some bad television in it, and yes I am referring to WWE programming here.

The show looks great, is professionally produced, very tight and shot like a Mexican version of Fight Club. It doesn’t look like a wrestling show. Instead it looks like a crime drama television show. It’s 43 minutes long, and who wins and loses the wrestling matches actually matters to the plot of the show.

This is not three long hours of WWE filler matches. It’s tight, interesting and narrative based. There are old stars, and new, and the wrestler being pushed as the most important part of the show (Prince Puma) is young, athletic and exciting to watch.

If you enjoy pro wrestling, but are fed up with long WWE shows that increasingly feel like a chore to sit through, then you’ll want to watch Lucha Underground. It’s short, interesting, produced like a quality television programme and easily the most exciting new wrestling show that I’ve seen in a very long time. Review over, click the links below, and enjoy.

Episode One:
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/kSwGNMsxsJfXX39cJy4?start=41

Episode Two:
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x29fcv6_lucha-underground-s01e02-2014-nov-05-hdtvx264_shortfilms

Facebook page: 
https://www.facebook.com/LuchaUnderground/timeline

Television review: Gotham- Episode One: Penguin makes it worthwhile

UK Channel: Channel 5

UK Season: 1, episode 1

UK Premiere Date: 13 October 2014 at 9:00pm

Country of Origin: USA

Show trailer: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0d1zpt6k5OI

Official website:
 http://www.fox.com/gotham/



There wasn’t anything particularly new in Gotham episode one. It was a television programme set in some alternate reality where people have mobile phones, but it didn’t resemble anything close to what you could call contemporary reality in a 2014 context.

The 'good cop' doing his cop show pose. 

It was established that the city is corrupt, and that you are probably better off just going along with the corruption if you don’t want to end up with a bullet in the back of your head. The main protagonist was, as you might expect, somebody new to the system who is going to change it by sticking to his personal code of morals, where he will do what is right, even at cost to himself, and his family. The problem was that this first episode had a cop out ending where the individual (a young Commissioner Gordon with a cool haircut) was faced with this moral dilemma, only to dodge it completely.

The underlying moral philosophy that will drive this show is that you can change a corrupt system by joining it. This is standard fare in all (corporate sponsored) television programming, pushing the idea that an individual can change a system by working within it. I have a problem with that. My main problem is that it’s a philosophy that (much like the ending of this episode) gives people a moral cop out. You don’t change a system by joining it. It incorporates you, and if you think that you are bigger than an entire societal system of evil and corruption, that you can change something a billion times bigger and more powerful than yourself then you an egotistical, programmed and utterly deluded individual. By joining any evil system you strengthen it, and the world keeps on turning, just like it always has done. All rebellion is incorporated. If you join, you lose. You change evil by refusing to join evil, not by kidding yourself that you can change it from within.

Penguin, the best thing about the show.

The show, looking at it from a character and narrative standpoint, wasn’t terrible. The plot was predictable, in that the killer wasn’t the killer. Of course he wasn’t, he never is in these shows. That was fairly obvious, but there were a couple of characters that made it more interesting to see it being played out. James Gordon was what you might expect from a show such as this. He was good cop playing with bad cops. The Penguin character was great though, a snivelling ambitious, cowardly, weasly psychopath who cares only about himself, and his future career progression. The guy who played him was the best thing about the show, by a long way. The ‘Fish’ character was somebody we have seen before, a ruthless crime boss. The twist was that she was not at the top of the crime pyramid, and was being used by a bigger fish in the pond. They kept that twist to the end, and that elevated the plot into something a bit more interesting than I thought it would be. The Bruce Wayne character has been done to death, so it was a good idea to keep him in the background. The child actor wasn’t great, but he looked like a young Bruce, so that will be enough. The fun part of the show, for comic book fans at least, will be to spot the younger versions of their favourite villains. This one had a young Poison Ivy. Her Dad was a low-level criminal; she hated him, but hated the Police even more. That makes sense. Oh yeah, the show had the Riddler in it as well.  I could watch the show just to spot the villains. That could be fun.

Gotham says nothing about our world. It’s just another cop show, with good cops and bad cops. The viewer’s point of view is obviously on the good cop, as he tries to change a corrupt system. Good luck with that mate. The plot was blah, with some nice twists at the end to make it appear more interesting than it actually was. The show looked big budget, and it also looked a bit like old comics. That was okay. The bloke playing Butler Alfred had a horrendously fake English accent. He’s English as well, so that was a deliberate choice made by the programme makers. I still don’t understand why they do that. What’s wrong with an English guy just talking like a real English guy? Oh yeah, Catwoman. She was hanging around, looking like a lost kitten that would survive about a minute and a half in the real world. She was too feeble for me, but, again, like Bruce I guess she was cast for her looks, nothing else. I’ll conclude this review with a couple of reasons why the programme wasn’t a complete waste of time. The young villains, and the Penguin. That’s all there is here. Is that enough? As a one hour weekly distraction? Yeah, it’s just about worth checking out. If you like your old Batman comics then the show should have enough to keep you interested, at least for a while.

Rating: 6/10