Saturday, June 29, 2019

50 Years Since Stonewall


In the 1950s and 1960s, police regularly raided bars in New York City looking for members of the LGBTQ community and those who served them. The ostracized community, along with those on the fringes of society, sought refuge in local bars and establishments where they could express themselves freely without fear of retaliation or arrests. The Stonewall Inn in Greenwich Village, a large and inexpensive bar that welcomed everyone from drag queens to homeless, gay youth, was an institution in the city whose owners embraced LGBTQ patrons.

On June 28, 1969, New York City police raided the Stonewall Inn. The policy raid resulted in 13 arrests including bar employees and patrons. Agitation with constant police harassment and social discrimination had reached a breaking point; angry bar patrons and residents gathered outside the bar where a riot ensued.

The Stonewall Riots were a critical catalyst for the equal rights movement for the LGBTQ community in the United States. 

To commemorate this event last night, the Lincoln Financial building in downtown Greensboro was alight with rainbow colors against the night sky. 

Daughter Randie downtown Greensboro with the Lincoln building lit up for Pride month

It is amazing how far we've come. There's a gay man married to his husband running for President. The top rated woman on daytime television is a lesbian who is married to her wife. These are people being true to who they are. 50 years ago, that truth would get them arrested.

But as far as we've come, the struggles for acceptance by the LGBTQ community are far from over. There are still too many forces at work in this country, in this world, that would relegate LGBTQ people to second class citizens, to less than human.

As the father of a gay child, I'm glad to see the growing acceptance of the LGBTQ community and hope this bodes well for her to live her life in peace and being true to who she is.

But I still worry for their are too many threats to her peace, to her truth. 

50 years since Stonewall, we have come far.

50 years since Stonewall, there is still far to go.  

Friday, June 28, 2019

Didn’t Do the Research


I wanted to comment on last week’s news about an evangelical Christian group that put together a petition to force Netflix to cancel Good Omens. 


Good Omens is on Amazon Prime Video, not Netflix. Also, there is nothing to cancel. Good Omens was commissioned for and produced 6 episodes. That’s not to say there couldn’t be a sequel to those 6 episodes but for now, those 6 episodes are a self contained thing.  There is no 7th episode and counting coming down the pike from Amazon, Netflix or anybody.  


This kerluffle over Good Omens points out something that has irked me for years and it is an irk that I’ve passed down to my daughter Randie: people not doing their pop culture research.


Just because it’s an animated movie doesn’t mean it’s a Disney movie. Anastasia is not a Disney movie.  Wonder Park is not a Disney movie.


Just because it’s a computer generated animated film does not mean it’s a Pixar movie. Kung Fu Panda, How To Train Your Dragon and the Secret Life of Pets are not from Pixar. 


Just because it’s based on a comic book doesn’t mean it’s a DC show or a Marvel movie. Walking Dead is not DC; Hellboy is not Marvel. 


Just because it’s on a streaming service doesn’t mean its on Netflix.  Star Trek Discovery is not on Netflix. And nope, neither is Good Omens.  

Thursday, June 27, 2019

Toy Story 4.


So this weekend, the fam ventured forth from the Fortress of Ineptitude to go see Toy Story 4.


Afterwards, we ventured back to the Fortress of Ineptitude with our souls crushed from the experience.

So whazzup with Toy Story 4?

If you thought the saga of Woody and Buzz and all the toys in Andy’ room came to a satisfactory conclusion with Toy Story 3, you may wonder why must there be a Toy Story 4.

If you want to believe that the saga of Woody and Buzz and all the toys in Andy’ room ends happily in Bonnie’s room as Andy heads off to college, go ahead and believe that.

If you’re curious as to what exactly can happen next, you may venture forth but steel yourself against the darkness of existential angst. 

I’m not kidding. 


Oh, yeah: SPOILERS! 

The movie opens with a prologue, back in the days when Andy was still a kid. We have a high stakes rescue of R.C. by Woody and Slink when things take a sudden and sad turn: Bo Peep is being given away. Woody wants to save her but Bo says no, this is part of being a toy. Sometimes you’re given away. So Woody is forced to say goodbye to Bo-Peep. 

The movie has barely begun and Toy Story 4 is ripping your heart from your chest.  

(By the way, there is no Pixar short at the beginning of the movie. Once the trailers are done, we deep dive right straight into the pain.) 

Back to the present, Bonnie is having fun with Andy’s old toys.  Except Woody. Jessie the Cowgirl takes the place of Woody in Bonnie’s imaginative playtime. Woody is left in the closet.   

Meanwhile, Bonnie is off to kindergarten where she makes a new friend, transforming a spork with pipe cleaners, googly eyes and sticks into Forky. Bonnie is super devoted to her new friend.  

Forky, who has come alive like toys do, is not coping so well. He keeps trying to throw himself away.  

Woody makes it his mission to save Forky from himself.   

Woody gets separated from the gang recovering Forky from another attempt to throw himself away. 

Forky may be a nervous wreck but he does seem to have a handle on his purpose in life as a spork. Which leads to more existential questions we’re not prepared to ask or answer. 

While getting Forky back to Bonnie, Woody passes an antique store that has a lamp like the one Bo-Peep stood by in Molly’s room. Entering the shop through a mail slot, Woody and Forky encounter a doll named Gabby Gabby who is sweet and kind and up to all sorts of no good. She has ventriloquist dummies for henchmen. 

Gabby Gabby has some serious negative Twilight Zone vibes going on. She has a defective voice box and she wants Woody's so she won't be defective and a little girl will want her as a toy. 


OK, as far as villain motivations go, this one is a bit sad. 


Woody escapes from Gabby Gabby but she's still has Forky so Woody is determined to go get him back. And he gets help from Bo-Peep.


Bo-Peep's living rough as a lost toy but she's made peace with it. She's a bit of a bad ass now, takin' charge and livin' large, you know? After some convincing, Bo agrees to help Woody rescue Forky, pulling together a crew of some other toys which happens to include Buzz Lightyear who has come looking for Woody.


(I should point out that the usual Toy Story gang is on hand but only for brief scenes of the movie. Mostly, this is Woody's story.) 





The mission to rescue Forky goes pear shape and Bo's team decides to call it a day. But only Woody is determined to go back and get Forky.  


Protecting Forky is Woody's only purpose now. 


Well, that's a bummer. 


Going back to the antique store, Woody agrees to give up his voice box to Gabby Gabby for Forky's safe return.

OK, that's very noble of Woody but surely it will not come to that, right? Bo or Buzz will sweep in at the last moment and save the day, of course. 

Except...


You know all those things Woody says when you pull his string?


"There's a snake in my boot!" 


"Someone's poisoned the water hole!"


"Reach for the sky!" 

Yep, that's all gone now. 


Woody no longer has a voice box. 

Well, surely, this will be fixed by the end of the movie. 

The status quo is god, right?  

Nope, in Toy Story 4, if the status quo is god, then god is dead.

SPOILER: the movie ends with a stitched up place where Woody’s pull string used to be.

No more "There's a snake in my boot!" 

Whoa.

Also…


No, we are so not done.  

Do you remember how in Toy Story 2, Woody decided to not return to Andy and go off with Jessie, Bullseye and Stinky Pete to Japan? And for a moment there, it felt real, that it felt like Woody was really going to go through with it?  

But Buzz shows up to remind him what being a toy is all about and his importance to Andy.   

In Toy Story 4… 

Are you sitting down? If not, maybe you should.   

In Toy Story 4, there’s a moment where Woody seems torn about leaving Bo-Peep and her fellow lost toys behind. But he’s got to get back to Bonnie.  

But as Woody sadly walks away from Bo, Buzz shows up to tell Woody that “she’ll be OK.” 


Then Buzz clarifies: “Bonnie will be OK.”   

Woody decides to stay with Bo.  

The status quo is god? Nope, god is dead.   

Woody and Buzz are on separate paths now.  

During the early credits, we’re shown a montage of Woody and Bo enjoying a life together, helping other lost toys. While Woody, Bo and their friends seem happy, there is still an inherent sadness to their itinerant state and the underlying sadness that Woody will no longer share a toy box with Buzz, Jessie, Rex, Mr. Potato Head, Slink and the rest of the gang. 

Meanwhile back in Bonnie’s room, a year has passed and on her first day of 1st grade, Bonnie has made a new friend: Knifey.  

She thinks she’s trash. Forky tells her she’s not; she’s a toy.

Knifey hesitantly asks, “How am I alive?”

Forky answers, “I don’t know.”

And our souls are crushed.  

Unless you want to believe that the saga of Woody and Buzz and all the toys in Andy’ room ends happily in Bonnie’s room as Andy heads off to college, go ahead and believe that. 

Wednesday, June 26, 2019

Oh Hell! Now What?

Oh hell, now what indeed!


Today, it was a migraine.


Super intense headache, seeing spots, sensitivity to light, nausea (with vomiting, for good measure).


I'm very careful about identifying something as a migraine. I know people who have called a really bad headache a migraine. A migraine is not simply a really bad headache.


My first migraine was when I was a child. It was bad enough for my dad to take me to the hospital. We were poor and didn't have insurance. One did not go to the hospital on a whim. 


I felt bad for the trouble my dad was going through but the jackhammer going off in my skull mitigated that guilt somewhat. If my dad had any doubts about the intensity and veracity of my level of pain, throwing up in the waiting room probably mitigated those doubts as well. 


I was given a very large pill to take. I wasn't sure I could swallow it. I was told that would not be a problem.


Wait! I gotta put this large pill where?


I was in misery. I gotta shove a large pill up my ass? Fine! Let's shove a large pill up my ass!


I remember very distinctly how quickly and how dramatically I felt so much better and then I was out like a light.  


It was the 1970s. Drugs solved everything.


Back to the present....


I had resolved at the beginning of this week that this week would be the one without any health drama.


So much for that plan. 



Tuesday, June 25, 2019

A Single Definable Thing


Hi there! It’s me, Dave-El!


Not dead.


OK, sorry for the drama of last week’s post. But seriously, I cannot overstate just how overwhelmingly tired I was last week, physically, mentally and emotionally.


My wife and daughter suspected I might have Hypothyroidism. All my symptoms were checking off all the boxes for Hypothyroidism with alarming alacrity.  


I sort of hoped they were right. “Here’s this thing that’s causing all your problems. We know what it is. We can do something about it.”


Having something to hang a hat on to explain my bone crushing fatigue would be a sort of relief.


I met with my doctor Thursday morning. No, it’s not Hypothyroidism.  Hypothyroidism does not work that way.


Well, of course it doesn’t. God forbid I should have a handy-dandy definable disease to be the cause of what ails me. 


My doctor figured it was a virus. An elevated white blood cell count seemed to bear that out.


By the way, other than the elevated white blood cell count, nothing else was amiss.


Well, that’s a fine how do you do.


OK, apparently I’m bitching about being healthy? Really?


The thing is I don’t feel healthy. I hurt all over. I’m tired a lot. Sometimes, like last week, I’m more tired. And that’s just the physical side of things.


Jesus, don’t get me started on my mental state. 


If there was a thing, a single definable thing that made sense of all the other hurts and pains, I think I could fight that.

When it’s all just a lot of little things, that’s much harder to fight. 


Anyway….


I’m So Glad My Suffering Amuses You is back in business.


In a couple of days, a post on Toy Story 4.


Until next time, remember to be good to one another.  

Wednesday, June 19, 2019

Remember To Be Good To One Another


In addition to weeks of various physical ailments, I have to admit my depression has been kicking my butt of late. 


The upshot is that between the physical and the mental, it’s hard to write for this blog.


So I’m going to quit trying for a while. 


I figure I will be back.


Unless I don’t.


Whatever the outcome…


Remember to be good to one another.  




Tuesday, June 18, 2019

Good Omens, A Few Words About...

We watched Good Omens last week here at the Fortress of Ineptitude. 

I want to wax rhapsodic about the irreverent humor and the clever insights into the human condition through the eyes of an angel and a demon who are not but yes they are best friends. 

Sorry, guys. Kind of stuck for words. Still a bit wobbly from whatever the hell hit me this weekend. 

Here's my review: "Just watch the damn thing! You will be glad you did."


Monday, June 17, 2019

Another Lost Weekend

"Well, at least you've got your health." 

For the last couple of months, NO, it seems like I don't got my health.

This past weekend was another one lost to being sick.

This one was weird.

Starting last Wednesday, I became aware that I was losing my appetite. I could barely finish my lunch and I didn't finish dinner. Thursday was more of the same. By Friday, my appetite wasn't just diminished but was completely gone; I felt zero need or desire for food. 

Friday evening after I came home from work, everything came crashing down.  Crawling under the covers fully clothed, my body was convulsing with intense shivering. I was freezing like I was bare ass naked on an ice flow. 

After an hour of that, I finally warmed up enough to stop shivering. But I was still in misery. I went from intense chills to hot flashes. I had stomach cramps.  This went on for several hours before things settled down enough for me to nibble on some wheat crackers and sip on some Sprite. 

Over the course of Saturday and Sunday, it took me awhile to train my body to eat as my appetite slowly returned. Meanwhile, I still had recurring episodes of chills and hot flashes. 

As I write this on Sunday evening to post on Monday, I do not know what the hell I went through. I'm hoping I've pushed my self through to the other side of whatever the hell it was. 



Friday, June 14, 2019

On This Day Last Week

On this day last week...



...my daughter was waiting in line to get her diploma.

That's her in the middle looking at her friend Sara crouching on the floor.

I happened across this photo the website of our local paper and was pleasantly surprised: "Hey, look! It's Randie!"  
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Kind of low content mode for the next couple of days. 

Everybody be good to one another. 

Thursday, June 13, 2019

A Reasonable Assumption At the Time

The independent Quinnipiac University National Poll finds Li'l Donnie losing to 6 different Democratic candidates for President.

Vice President Joseph Biden ahead of Trump, 53 - 40% 
Vermont Sen. Bernie Sanders over Trump 51 - 42%
California Sen. Kamala Harris ahead of Trump 49 - 41%
Massachusetts Sen. Elizabeth Warren tops Trump 49 - 42%
South Bend Mayor Pete Buttigieg edges Trump 47 - 42%
New Jersey Sen. Cory Booker over Trump 47 - 42%

Well, that's encouraging news for anyone who wants to see this fucking moron defeated in 2020. 

But let's not get ahead of ourselves.

As a word of caution, I take you back to a winter's night 4 years ago. 

For the cold open sketch for Saturday Night Live on December 19, 2015, Hillary Clinton (Kate McKinnon) is getting ready for bed when she is visited by a Spirit of Christmas Past: it’s Hillary Clinton (Amy Poehler)! 


Hillary/Amy worries if the future will be different. Will she get to be President of the United States this time or will she fall short again? Hillary/Kate says, “Guess who’s currently leading the polls for the Republicans? Donald Trump!”


Clutching each other’s arms, Hillary/Amy and Hillary/Kate jump up and down, squealing with delight. “We’re gonna be President! We’re gonna be President! We’re gonna be President!”


Well, I guess it seemed like a reasonable assumption at the time.


For anyone with eyes and a brain, Donald Trump was extremely unsuited to be President.  Lacking in intelligence and basic human empathy, relying on a specious reputation as an alleged  successful, self made billionaire business man, there was no way…


Then November 2016 happened and we know the rest. 


It's a long way to November 2020 and anything can happen, good or horribly wrong.  

Wednesday, June 12, 2019

Teen TItans Giant

Over a year ago, DC Comics announced a joint venture with Wal-Mart to produce comic book titles exclusively to be sold in Wal-Mart stores. The books would be 100 pages an issue and retail for $4.99. Each issue would contain a variety of reprints anchored by a new story created for these titles.
















I wanted to support this initiative.


I have access to a Local Comics Ship (LCS) which provides a wide range of products and friendly customer service.  But as much as I love my LCS, I do worry about where are the comic book fans of tomorrow coming from.


I had a cousin who was a big fan of the Hulk. He had watched the Incredible Hulk TV show with his grandfather, he owned Hulk coloring books and a variety of Hulk toys.


But he had never seen a Hulk comic book.


Wow.


People know Superman and Batman from movies and TV shows, from lunch boxes, jars of peanut butter and underwear. Do they know about the comic books that spawned these characters?


Make no mistake: the LCS model saved the comic book industry. Back in the late 1970s, comic books were in a downward spiral.  The mass distribution model of filling spinner racks in drug stores, convenience stores and grocery stories across the country produced only diminishing returns.  But moving to a model that focused on distribution to comic shops, the gross inefficiencies and wastes of the mass distribution model were eliminated.  The industry was rejuvenated in the 1980s.


But over time, LCS distribution became not the main avenue of distribution but virtually the only one.  The idea of the discovering the joy of comic books in a squeaky spinner rack in the corner of a drug store faded to obscurity.  


A Local Comic Shop can be a place of wonder. But what gets you in there the first time?


That’s why I thought the DC/Wal-Mart plan was a good idea. 


The titles appealed to my sense of nostalgia.  The trade dress for these giants clearly echoes the design of the 100 page spectaculars that DC published when I was but a child and just discovering comic books. 



As I said, I wanted to support this initiative.  Even though I have a pull list at my LCS, I was still prepared to lay down a fiver or two to show my support in a very real way for DC’s Wal-Mart comics.


The problem was that any time I was in a Wal-Mart, I never could find the furshluginer things.   Asking a Wal-Mart employee about these books was no good.  People would blink at me as if I was speaking a different language. 


Then about two weeks ago, I spotted one of these DC Giants, racked with some children’s books. I purchased the issue.


The issue specifically was Teen Titans Giant#5.  I bought this issue in June 2019; it was published in September 2018. The ad on the back side of the book exclaimed that Aquaman’s movie WILL be coming out in December.



Other than the issue being outdated, what did I think of the book?





Each story as a cover page with a brief summary of what has gone before to provide context for the story to follow. 


There are ads for DC trade collections so it does the job of providing cross promotion for other books from DC. 


The book ties together thematically. Of the four stories in the issue, I had already seen the Teen Titans reprint from the Geoff Johns/Mike McKone run on the title, a reboot effort to recapture the glory days of the Marv Wolfman/George Perez Teen Titans era.  The new Teen Titans story is competently written by professional comics writer Dan Jurgens and competently drawn by professional comics artists Scot Eaton & Wayne Faucher. OK, that sounds a bit snarky. There is something to be said for the simple joys of a competently told story of super heroes vs. super villains. 


The other two stories are not Teen Titans tales but they fit the theme.  One is an installment of Peter Tomasis’ Super Son series with Jon Kent, still the young son of Clark Kent and Lois Lane, as Superboy and Damian Wayne, the assassin trained sociopathic son of Bruce Wayne, as Robin. The other story is Sideways, DC’s most recent attempt to create their own Peter Parker. Sideways is a high school teenager with teleporting powers that are both kind of cool and the cause of a lot of heartache.


At $4.99, the book is quite a bargain. Given that the base line price point for comics these days is $3.99 for as little as 20 pages of story and art, getting just under 80 pages of story and art for only a dollar more is quite a value.

I understand the future of the DC Wal-Mart Giants is up in the air. I think the deal is DC wants to keep the giants going is some configuration but not necessarily exclusive to Wal-Mart.  Perhaps even letting comic shops join in the fun.

I still wish that DC would continue to make an outreach beyond the LCS. The other day, while waiting for a prescription for one of my ubiquitous illnesses, I thought how nice it would be if the drug store had a squeaky spinner rack, filled with comics, for me to take home and snuggle up with in bed under the covers.  

Tuesday, June 11, 2019

Not Dead Yet

Hi there! I still feel bad but....

I am not dead yet
I can dance and I can sing
I am not dead yet
I can do the Highland Fling

I am not dead yet
No need to go to bed
No need to call the doctor 
Cause I'm not yet dead!

But I still feel yucky.

But I'm not dead yet. 

Monday, June 10, 2019

Oh No! Not Again!

Oh no! Not again!  

After two separate bouts with a sinus infection, I appear to be sick for a third time.

It feels different this time, not quite like a sinus infection. I've got a sore throat, a persistent cough, body aches and chills. 


If I get better, there will be an update.

If i don't, there won't.  

Sunday, June 9, 2019

Doctor Who: Ode to Joy

Here's another photo from the set of Doctor Who.


Yep, it's Jodie Whitaker enjoying the hell out of a moment with the Judoon. 

Here are some other photos I recently found on the internet with Jodie and Mandip Gil.  




One of the recurring criticisms of Doctor Who Series 11 was the lack of character development for Yasmin Kahn. I have posited in previous posts that there was more to Yaz than may have been obvious. Including possibly Yaz having an inherent attraction to the Doctor. 

This is not to cast this relationship in particularly sexual terms. I think that Yaz, who has had to work harder than most in her chosen career as a police officer in defiance of bias against her sex, race and religion, sees in the Doctor a woman who just does what needs to be done without regard to what others may think and that I think has a powerful appeal to some like Yasmin Kahn. And if Yaz is a lesbian or bi-sexual, well, she won't be the first companion to fancy the Doctor.

What is evident in the photos above is a level of joy that Jodie and Mandip have in working together that I wish could be translated to their relationship on screen.  









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