Archive for the ‘Comics’ Category

Bravery of the Day: Offending One’s Fans

Wednesday, August 25th, 2010

Penny Arcade:
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Tycho:

I traded in games for a long time, there’s probably comics somewhere in the archive about it – you can imagine how quickly my cohort and I consume these things. It was sort of like Free Money, and we should have understood from the outset that no such thing exists. You meet one person who creates games for a living, just one, and it becomes very difficult to maintain this virtuous fiction.

I absolutely agree with this, and I absolutely and without undue irony applaud Tycho and Gabe’s honest bravery in posting a comic likely to offend their somewhat rabid fan base, and yet….

This is what comes of treating your customers like the enemy. They stop being your customers, and become your enemies.

And this is what happens when you treat the artists you love like the enemy. Same-same.

Cartoon Switches Sides

Tuesday, July 13th, 2010

First I saw this:

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Amusing and dead on, some of them — except the best ones aren’t actually libertarians at all, just authoritarians looking for an excuse to misbehave while ordering other people around.

And the actual libertarian summary, “no first use of force”, aka “Oh noes! The libertarians are in power, and they refuse to tell us what to do!” doesn’t make an appearance.

Then I found this over at House of Eratosthenes:
24 Little Hitlers
[aka "authoritarians" or, let's face it, "socialists"]

[again, click for full size]

And the interesting thing here, of course, is that none of these guys are betraying their principles; this is the socialist paradigm, straight up.

One small tweak to the socialist version, although this doesn’t work if they’re labeled “authoritarians”: the last frame should stay the same: “stoned”.

Whip of the Year, So Far: Anthro Majors

Thursday, July 8th, 2010

Cue letters from anthropology majors complaining that this view of numerolinguistic development perpetuates a widespread myth. They get to write letters like that because when you're not getting a real science degree you have a lot of free time.

The whip is in the roll over text:

Cue letters from anthropology majors complaining that this view of numerolinguistic development perpetuates a widespread myth. They get to write letters like that because when you’re not getting a real science degree you have a lot of free time.

Of course, it’s not just anthropology; see my comment a few posts down about Truth.

Declaration 2.0

Saturday, June 26th, 2010

Spooky, yes. Very Damn Spooky Indeed.
Declaration of Independence, against King Obama

And just in time for Independence Day.

Below the fold, a slightly modified transcript. I’ve corrected a couple of minor typos, some of which may have been intentional reproductions of the original archaic language.

I also tried to smooth over a particularly infelicitous phrase; editing

For taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws and altering fundamentally and ‘Change’ the Forms of our Government.

to read

For taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws and endeavoring fundamentally to ‘Change’ the Forms of our Government.

I am not a great typist, so I’m sure other errors of my own have crept in; my apologies, and I’ll fix them as I find them.

As to the intent: things aren’t quite this bad yet, and much of this damage has been done by prior administrations. It cannot remotely all be laid at Obama’s feet; although he committed most of the particulars herein, he is merely closing the door on a tyrannical jail that has been slowly building around us since the Depression.

Most of all, though, it is not for us to secede or even rebel this time — It’s our country, and we mean to take it back. Rather, we should seek only to throw Obama and his fellow usurpers out, and prune our laws and our taxes back into something which can arguably be said to not stretch the Constitution, flawed as it is, to tatters and vapours. And that will, my people, indeed require us to pledge our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honors.

[Un-earned] Self-esteem and the high regard of [tyrants around] the world at large be damned.

[Update: Thanks to DougM at Knowledge is Power for A) Also posting the comic, which needs wide exposure and B) Putting a link to this post up front, after I commented there.]


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Day By Day Insults Peaceful Muslims

Saturday, April 24th, 2010

Oh, this is juicy:
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“High chair.” Lovely.

Oh, yes, you should read the whole thing.

Yes yes, of course, I have an idea for “Everybody Draw Mohammad Day“. My execution will be crappy, if I can get it out at all.

Muhammad and Wife

Saturday, April 24th, 2010

Via Ghost of a Flea, a cartoon of the psychopathic cult killer Muhammad and his wife, Aisha. This cartoon was posted around Malmo, Sweden, as a part of a call to halt the growing Islamic influence on Swedish culture. See this article from Islam in Europe. It says the caption on the cartoon reads, “Mohammed with wife, he’s 53, she’s 9. Is this the type of marriage we want to see in Skåne?”

Content warning: Big Mo and Little Aisha are naked in this unappealing and crudely drawn cartoon. If that will offend you for sexual reasons (naked people, including a child), do not click on this link. If, however, it will offend you because you think it is blasphemous, then by all means click the link, see the cartoon, scream in offended fury, and then take a big shit, eat it, recycle, reuse, until until you die.

There is no god, especially not Allah, and Mohammad, may piss be upon him, was no prophet, but a child-molesting mass murderer.

Probably won’t last, but here’s a link to a French blogger brave enough to post a photograph of the original Malmo poster.

Oh, look, even more photos insulting jihadis, their filthy cult leader, and their flimsy, boring, toy god.

QotD: “Drive Them Mad. Drink Their Tears.”

Monday, March 29th, 2010

Gabe at Penny Arcade explains how to deal with all manner of game-breakers, from crackheaded thugs to commie tyrants to jihadist reavers.

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Understand:

Lie to them. Rob them. Drive them mad. Concoct impossible scenarios whose only outcome is their death. And then, when their eyes glisten in shame and rage, drink their tears.

These are the tactics our enemies use against us. For them, negotiation, pleas for mercy, capitulation, all are not deterrents, but invitation for further depredation.

That is how they try to break our game, that is the definition of a game-breaker.

That is the game we must beat them at.

Holes In One. Lots of ‘Em

Saturday, February 27th, 2010

Penny Arcade strikes again, viciously and unconscionably resorting to the lowest kind of truth telling in the name of crass humor:
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Those malicious fiends! They must be stopped! They’ll spoil the Narrative!

“No Gradient To Evil”

Wednesday, February 17th, 2010

OK, Gabe is the artist for a rude gaming cartoon (which also happens to be one of the most consistently funny webtoons out there).

Anyway, today Gabe tells this story on his son, and for some reason, I think it holds a great truth. Can’t quite tease it out, but here it is:

On this particular occasion [my son] was playing the role of the emperor while I was Luke Skywalker. He had seated himself in my computer chair and when he spun around to face me I saw that he had placed a toy Lightsaber on the arm rest. He patted it gently and said “You want this don’t you?” I could not help but laugh at how ridiculous the scene was. This bothered him and he told me not to laugh at him because he was the emperor and he was evil. “Yes I know.” I told him and tried to get my act together but his little angry eyes underneath the hood of his Mickey Mouse sweatshirt made me laugh even more. “I’m bad.” he said and as if to prove it told me “I litter!”

“What?” I asked “What do you mean you litter?” He pushed back his hood and looked at me seriously “Well littering is against the law and the Emperor does all bad things right?” I imagined the Emperor stalking the halls of the Deathstar and munching on a snickers bar. He finishes the last bite and throws the crumpled wrapper over his shoulder. An Imperial Guard bends to snatch it up and the Emperor raises a hand. “Leave it.” he croaks. The guard pauses, his red gloved hand shudders as it hovers over the bit of garbage lying there on the Deathstar’s polished Durasteel floor. The emperor watches the guard’s discomfort with growing satisfaction, a smile creasing his shriveled face. The Guard stands and follows the Emperor away and he can not help but spare a backwards glance at the trash he left behind. With the glance comes a thought, a thought he will never share out-loud but one that shakes him to his very core. “I serve a monster!”

I looked at my son and realized that in his five year old mind there is no gradient to evil. For him, the act of destroying Alderaan and littering are equal. The sort of person who could to one might easily do the other. I smiled at him “Of course he litters son. He litters all the time.” He smiled knowingly and I reached out with the force to summon my Lightsaber.

“You Are Not Qualified”

Sunday, November 22nd, 2009

Chris Muir explains just exactly what the Senate is getting ready to debate:
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[Click to embiggen.]

I’m not the only one blogging this strip today.

I wish this were funny. It’s not; it cuts way too close to the bone.