“Look, without our stories, without the true nature and reality of who we are as People of Color, nothing about fanboy or fangirl culture would make sense. What I mean by that is: if it wasn’t for race, X-Men doesn’t sense. If it wasn’t for the history of breeding human beings in the New World through chattel slavery, Dune doesn’t make sense. If it wasn’t for the history of colonialism and imperialism, Star Wars doesn’t make sense. If it wasn’t for the extermination of so many Indigenous First Nations, most of what we call science fiction’s contact stories doesn’t make sense. Without us as the secret sauce, none of this works, and it is about time that we understood that we are the Force that holds the Star Wars universe together. We’re the Prime Directive that makes Star Trek possible, yeah. In the Green Lantern Corps, we are the oath. We are all of these things—erased, and yet without us—we are essential.”—
I’m currently sitting here feeling like I got hit by a truck, with bruises all over my body. This is not the first time my fiance has physically abused me, and I am sure it will not be the last. It is however, the worst. This time it was because I wanted to do something that he didn’t want me…
If ever you see yourself as the person writing this letter, get out, get help. You’ve done nothing wrong. Get yourself to safety.
Every December, Hub Comics in Somerville, Massachusetts hosts a gallery show of Batman-themed art by local artists. Send an e-mail to hubcomics (at) gmail (dot) com, subject line: “Dark Knight” to let us know you’re interested.
We’re firing up the Bat-Signal for art relating to Batman, his…
Please repost if you know some Boston-area artists who love BATMAN.
Imagine being an insurance provider in the marvel universe imagine how much that job sucks imagine investigating the claims that Norse gods wrecked your cars imagine having to make adjustments to cover that shit because it’s getting commonplace imagine having to drink yourself to sleep at night because Tony Stark is ruining your life
The first mention of insurance companies in in Marvel’s New York that I remember was in UNCANNY X-MEN #183, “He’ll Never Make Me Cry” in which Colossus (who’s drunk) and Juggernaut trash a bar and someone mentions they have “superhero insurance” that, apparently, you really need in NYC.
There was a great series called DAMAGE CONTROL, written by the late, great Dwayne McDuffie, which was about the company that cleaned up after superhero battles. Ever wonder how the Statue of Liberty got a new head or who rebuilt Yankee Stadium after Magneto or Dr. Doom went to town? Damage Control. And they got paid well, too.
“Her nose does the talking,
While I continue to smoke,
She knows the ‘Special Places’ very well;
I think she takes the metro, too.”—GUYS! The German-to-English lyrics to Falco’s Der Kommisar are amazing.
Okay, now I’m curious too—Detroit: frozen hell filled with rusted cars, or a city that needs to get over feeling sorry for itself and get shit done?
While I have my reservations about OCP’s use of heavily armed enforcement droids in the more crime ridden neighborhoods, I do support the Chairman’s plans to demolish Old Detroit and redevelop it as Delta City.
A cache of “lost” paintings looted by the Nazis before the Second World War containing some 1,500 works by world-renowned artists including Picasso, Matisse, Chagall and Klee and valued at an estimated €1bn has been found, according to German media reports.