“Never, ever underestimate the degree to which people will scatter themselves into a deep fog in order to avoid seeing the basic realities of their own cages. The strongest lock on the prison is always avoidance, not force.” (Stefan Molyneux)
Tuesday 12 May 2015
Review: Secret Wars- Prelude- 2015 (TPB)- Collapse of the Marvel World/Collapse of our own
COLLECTING: New Avengers (2013) 1-3, Secret Wars (1984) 10-12, Fantastic Four 611, Ultimate Comics Spider -Man (2011) 1, Ultimate Comics Ultimates 4
Publisher: Marvel
Released: 6th May 2015
I don’t know if I’m falling in love again, but it feels like the early days of anticipation, before the rejection or awful realisation, that moment when reality clobbers you over the head and you either fall into the pit, or pick yourself up and carry on, carrying that nauseous fresh in your gut feeling that insists on the impossibility of purging what was never there, an impossible bind that is queasy sick, an empty belly mocking false memory that wants you to retreat into hate, and to shut out everything and everybody, forever.
It’s amazing how a comic book can make you feel, even making you feel anything at all is quite an achievement today really, but Secret Wars #1 by Hickman and Ribic made me feel and, yeah, does that explain the spontaneous riff in the previous paragraph? Hey, it’s a blog, not a review on a site pretending to be the corporate whore mainstream media, so what do you expect? I enjoyed the book, and it gave me hope, yeah that stupid emotion of the eternal loser, but I’m a sucker for hope, it wins elections you know, and the book was cool so why not hope, at least for a while? There’s nothing else to do, is there?
Hope led me to Secret Wars Prelude (tpb) and I’ve just spent my Monday evening which is my Saturday morning, and my Tuesday afternoon which is my Sunday morning, reading and thinking about the book, doing it slowly so I can get my remaining brain cells around it, and now a couple of neurones have fired together and I’m spitting out a review on my blog. Oh crap, been reading too much Kerouac again.
It’s a joke man, did you get it?
Anyway, so the book, it’s cool. It’s a wallop, a reminder, and some back-story research that ties into what is going to happen in the upcoming Secret Wars 2015 story arc. It begins in 1985, those years when comic books still looked like comic books and people like myself didn’t complain about new world order or neo-liberal themes being ignored in the books because they were just comics, and well, I was a comic book reading little kid back then, and this was before the whole new world order thing became the awful reality that it is today, with the focus on social justice warrior nonsense blinding us all to the wall of dry crap reality that is the backdrop to it all.
The first three stories are reprints from the mid 1980’s. There’s a lightness, a silliness to them, but so much packed information, I read it slowly and it deceives. You think it’s silly, childish even, and sometimes it is, but sometimes, it isn’t. Wolverine questions, too much power concentrated in a single man is the theme, and I see how the past is today, how that concentration of power leads to the destruction of an entire country, hundreds of thousands of deaths, and the call for human rights and democracy used as excuse as power does what power inevitable always will do.
The book shifts to 2012, Doctor Doom, a main player today as can be seen in Secret Wars #1, is rescued, by the young, the young indoctrinated by the system as it is now, telling them they are smart as they jump threw hoops marked ‘incorporated.’ A pretty girl, propping up the status quo, with hope, love, naivety, ambition, arrogance/ignorance perhaps she will understand, in time, but will it be too late? The young generation of social justice, neo-liberal warriors, the position fillers of the consensus now, make not the future; instead they prop up the system as it is today. Slotting into place, helping that which needs to be left to die a natural death of evolutionary redundancy, feeling pride as they build platforms for evil, their young minds failing to recognise the slavery system they help to maintain, concentrating on the little, whilst missing the whole.
From there it’s Ultimates, Thor getting beaten up by the young as he represents not the status quo, but a link to something greater than animal man, he represents God, of faith, and faith in this time of the robotic, machine man, transhumanist new world order, has to go.
After old Thor (religion) is beaten up we go to new Spiderman, or ghetto man, as he probably should politically incorrectly be termed. This Ultimate Spider lives in our neo-liberal now, his life a lottery, in squalor and urban Darwinian selfishness he strives, Oprah like, to get out of the hole that he has been placed in. Don’t worry, he’s a comic book character, he will get out, the majority don’t.
After the spider it’s the beginning of the end, a tie in to the world’s colliding stuff that is happening now in Secret Wars #1. Things falling apart, the comic book heroes act on rare love of humanity, of life, think they can fix it, but how to fix neo-liberalism? The only way to fix something so irrevocably broken is to start all over again, to destroy the world and rebuild from the ground up, not top down as is happening now, world’s colliding, destruction inevitable.
And so the stage is set. What did that 1985 stuff have to do with the now? It’s simple, in my mind. Thatcherism, Reaganomics created our neo-liberal world. Thatcher elected in 1979. Reagan elected in 1981. They built the universe we now inhabit, opened everything up to private banks and corporations that have been raping and pillaging the entire planet for how many years now? Thirty something? Do the maths. What has been created since those free market days has resulted in what we have now. They have created the neo-liberal world order, is it now the time where the neo-liberal order crashes into a ditch, spits into flames, dies, only to be replaced by what’s next, you know what’s next right?
It’s the New World order mate, not the pretend one, the real one, and to get to that it’s always been the goal to rip the world in two, to have world’s (east and west?) collide, happening now in the middle-east, and being (subconsciously?) paralleled within the pages of this comic book event. The death of the old world, replaced by the totalitarian new. A one world Police state, one world army, bank, government, chips for everybody, but no tomato sauce available unles GM contaminated, eat up, cancer a certainty.
Umm, I fall down now, exhausted on Jack Kerouac adrenaline, said what I wanted to say, this event then is a parallel between the world as it is now, in a moment of change, I know it always changes, but this one is the big change. Neo-liberal world seen for what it is, the world shudders, things falling apart, a catastrophe, bang, bang, bang, and the world is on fire. But fires eventually die out, and when they do its time to rebuild. Marvel worlds are dying, as is ours, do they recognise how close they are, how much relation there is to the story in the book and the reality of the now? I’m going to get quite a lot of mileage out of this Secret Wars 2015 event. I’m going to follow it closely, see the parallels, talk about them on my blog. I’m looking forward to this one. It’s going to be good, and there's that hope again, feels like love.
Rating: 8/10 (I loved the 1980’s re-prints, and the New Avengers 2013 material is very strong as well).
Labels:
comic review,
jonathan hickman,
Marvel comics,
neo-liberalism,
New Avengers,
NWO,
Secret Wars (2015),
Secret Wars Prelude
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