I’ve seen a few posts that are like, “WtNV is back to how it was. Yays”
And I’m like,
I liked the Strex arc
and the drama
and the higher purpose.
I miss it
There is a saying concerning love that is an understatement, if there ever was one: “Love is a risk, you might get hurt.” It’s not a risk— it’s a guarantee! There is such a focus in the modern world upon not experiencing pain that many people are willing to suffer loneliness and isolation in order to avoid the pain of rejection.
Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit, all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar sound is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them.
So who wants to come up with a nonsexual explanation for this? Because I’m drawing a blank.
what the fuck is going on with Batman’s fucking legs? Why are they so fucking long? and where are his arms?
Kill the idea that naivety is an unforgivable flaw but cynicism is just wisdom, murder it, chop it up and serve it for dinner, I don’t care, just end this bullshit idea that it’s better to hate than to love and better to rot in miserable bitter resignation than to hope for the best.