I came across Brautigan’s story on Flickr. It made me think right away of Chad VanGaalen’s beautiful song. Begging your pardon as I channel my inner teaching assistant: What do you make of this juxtaposition? Different crafts and media, both discovered and shared on the internet, both hewn here in bits of data and binary code. Are these pieces complimentary or contrary? Which one speaks to you more? Is one enriched by its presentation with the other? Are both? I should point out that the video was made by a fan. The scan of Brautigan’s story was, too.
Year: 2011
DC Reboot: Batman #1, Nightwing #1. What, All of the Sudden We’re Not Wearing Tights Anymore?
This is from BleedingCool. It’s the cover to the rebooted Batman #1.
I see Two-Face, Croc, Scarecrow, and the Riddler. Not sure who the guy getting punched is. The Riddler has a green question mark shaved into his head. Two-Face looks like a teenager. Consider yourself retconned.
I do wonder if DC will keep a line of some of their iconic heroes in the old continuity even while relaunching them. Can Batman #1 be the reboot with some other book carrying on the current stories? All the other current Batman books are getting rebooted. Also, Nightwing is going to wear the Robin costume from the movies, minus the cape, and with red lenses.
I Hope This Makes You Sick
I’ve written about the Floating Plastic Garbage Island before. Thanks to our friends at Discovery, now you can it see (and lots of other junk floating around the world.)
If you’re reading this, I hope you’re pissed.
The Oldest Injustice
Eugene Cho has a new post up today titled “the oldest injustice in human history is the way we treat women.” I’m not 100 percent certain that this injustice is older than, say, the way have historically treated disabled people, children, or the elderly, but it must be close. Certainly, the first time Male Prime treated Female Prime as an inferior, this injustice occurred, and it’s probably safe to assume that act took place before Couple Prime became the Prime Parents or the world’s first elderly people. I forgot to mention the way we have historically treated other life on earth as a candidate for primeval evil, but you get the idea.
Certainly, the mistreatment of women is one of the longest running forms of human wickedness running through our histories and cultures down into the present. As we all know too well, religions, even those that sprang from ostensibly egalitarian enterprises like, say, Jesus’ Kingdom of God, have very often codified and sanctified the wholesale marginalization of our sisters. Christianity, the religion that is nothing if not a collective response to the person and persona of Jesus in history, ought to be a wellspring of egalitarian kerygma and joy. After all, it was the women, we remember, who first saw the Risen Lord. It was the women who went on to tell the male disciples. It was a woman, Lydia, who first embraced the Christian story in continental Europe. It was a woman, favored by God, who bore the child Jesus.
But even now, in 2011, Christianity must contend with Christians. The Catholic Church doesn’t ordain women and doesn’t allow priests to marry, both suggesting a supervaluation of men and of one very narrow interpretation of the Apostle Paul’s disparate charges to disparate ancient churches. While they all allow clergy to marry, something like 50% of American Protestant denominations bar women from service at the highest levels of authority, leadership, and power. They do so, at base, from the same limiting hermeneutic keeping women from the Catholic priesthood.
I wrote a piece last month about some of this at The Huffington Post. It’s a hard thing, isn’t it, being a religious progressive and feeling quite illiberal toward illiberal views? You know, I used to think so. With sincere respect to those who disagree with my perspective from a place of good will, I’m just too concerned that too many people arrive at loud, unjust conclusions for reasons that have nothing to do with the hoped-for peaceable kingdom. I’m too concerned that every nuanced exposition of the subordinate role of women runs contrary to everything that seems plain and clear to me about the Gospel, and, worse, that it in small or big ways baptizes a world culture that continues to oppress women simply because they are not men. I’m too horrified by the rising rates of gay suicide to stomach any more “it’s right there in English” appeals to passages in scripture that, taken on their surface, seem to condemn our homosexual sisters and brothers to the flames of hell.
I don’t think this makes me a bad progressive. I don’t think Tom Paine can be faulted for failing to honor and respect the Townshend Acts in the name of pluralism. I don’t think the abolitionists and the suffragists were wrongly intolerant of the ill-conceived perspectives and political machines that kept slaves and women down. I don’t think the Civil Rights movement was wrong for failing to appreciate the nuances of a national tradition that stood in fundamental conflict with the nation’s founding promise, and I don’t think progressive Christians are wrong for refusing to let gender inequality stand when it runs so contrary to the ethics of the order Jesus lived and taught us to inherit.
I don’t assume the worst of lay people who disagree with my sexual hermeneutics. I don’t even assume the worst of educated people who don’t share my view (the worst in this case being a conviction that they’re outright bigots), but I do have real problems when pastors, scholars, and people who have been trusted by millions of people to know better do gymnastics not to. When the spirit of the Gospel is overshadowed but what they want Paul to have meant or in plain, contemporary English, or by what they believe, on some other authority, about what scripture is or isn’t. When the things Paul said overshadow the things Jesus did, and the things Jesus is doing, there’s problem.
What is Jesus doing? Only freeing people. Only inviting them to imagine and inhabit a kingdom where his ethics and the peace of God are one, only calling us to live in that kingdom now, only hoping we abandon every unjust inclination to the vision of a commonweal in and for a world that ought to be scandalized by our excessive generosity and not, as too often is the case, our stingy, meager Gospel, our profound skill at exclusion, our hordes of grace reserved for those already favored by circumstance and by our own worst inclinations.
ANOTHER Still that is NOT From “The Hangover Part III: Alan Gets Married”! (But Could Be)
Context is here, if you need it.
“Project: Rooftop” Is, Perhaps, the Greatest Website of All Time (See Also: “Hipster, Aquaman as a”)
From June 4, 2011. I don’t think Project: Rooftop updates very often, but with the Aquaman movie coming out soon, this post is picking up some steam.
I recently concluded my MFA studies at The New School. Apart from doing a creative thesis, I had one personal goal during my time at TNS, and that was to meet Tim Gunn or Heidi Klum. I’m sorry to say that I failed in that endeavor. I’m even sorrier to say I didn’t really try. But I did see Chris March and Michael Musto on my first day in the City. March walked past me in Chelsea, and Musto was riding a bike in Midtown. Some of my friends from the program have Michael Khors stories from the nights I didn’t go to Cafe Loupe. Alas.
Yes, I watch Project Runway with my wife, and yes, I’m an even bigger fan of On The Road With Austin and Santino than she is. You also know that I’m a comic book nerd and a nut for sports uniform minutiae. Put all of these things together to understand my love of Project: Rooftop. Warning: If you’re like me (that is, if you’re even still reading this post) you could easily sink a few hours into this site. The premise is sublime: brilliant artists enter contests to redesign famous characters, and we all get to see the fruits of their labors and hope someone in editorial at Marvel or DC draft some of these folks for some serious work.
I said yesterday that the animated Batman: The Brave and The Bold version of Aquaman is my favorite incarnation of the character. No doubt. Second place is the nineties version. But check out this redesign by Otoniel Oliveira:

Nevermind that this is exactly what I expect to look like when all the ice caps melt, this is just a pretty awesome-looking dude. Aquaman can be cool. Fine, fine, it’s mostly the hair and beard I’m digging. You get the point.
I also wanted to share this next picture of Aquaman as a hipster by Yasmin Liang:

That is one impressive stache.
Kindle Covers For People Who Like To Read
If you’re like me, you haven’t found that perfect Kindle cover yet. (If you’re like me, you also keep stealing your spouse’s Kindle and won’t stop calling it “ours” or “mine.”) It’s not that you’re picky, it’s just that it’s incredibly hard to find a good cover for these things that says “yes, I’m using this to read.” Everything I keep seeing is somewhere between day-planner and attache and they’re all pink or cordovan (incidentally, both go great with brown). But today I found these:
Pretty sweet, right? Check them out here.





