“If I stay unfed then I can bite any hand I want.”
Approximately three weeks ago the LP quietly celebrated its six months of existence. Since then, I had my twitter account deleted by the powers that be, as I was limiting the bulk of my political commentary regarding the latest presidential election cycle there. And as of one week ago today I have gone homeless again. Literally, as in the hardest part of being homeless is just not having a place to sleep as needed. Arguably, being out in the cold all day and night builds character, but I won’t deny that my philosophy is the sole instigator in these circumstances. And as this week past has been the least productive week for the LP I feel the need to provide explanations. I see all of this as being very much related. Granted, I have had brief windows of homelessness before, as the older I get the more prone I am to putting my money where my mouth is. But paradigms rarely shift themselves.
And I just cannot play into this system. This mad world where Church and Business and State are constantly molesting each other, fighting endlessly for control. I won’t play a part in it. I cannot support it in any way. So I am hungry and freezing and would probably appreciate a hot bath, but I’m okay with the decision. I know I’m doing the right thing. And I still insist I am no anarchist.
A large idea behind this website has been to shine lights where they are needed most. As comic books are the black sheep of the art mediums I gave them extra attention. Yet even among the small publishers, while I may like the work of whatever writers and artists, the companies themselves can still more often than not prove to be too far beneath my ethical ideal. This has been the source of quite a bit of wrestling on my part. To reflect my increasing need to be more discerning in what I choose to discuss, I will not be promoting much of anything from here on. I have always tried to not promote products, but I like sharing ideas. Contrarily, I’ve actually had several interviews in the last year dry out in mid-swing due to the interviewee’s disapproval at my finding them and their overall story more interesting than the latest project they are pushing. I actually put a lot of thought into what I do here, if for no other purpose than to amuse myself. But with the reviewing of comic books as an example, I no longer believe that persons should be invited to spend their money.
No, I think persons should burn their money altogether. And their neighborhood churches. Or at least find better uses for your hard-earned pay than just giving it away to institutions already wealthier than you. I am not necessarily looking to make friends (or enemies) among the creative communities, nor am I seeking employment therein. In fact this sets me further apart than similar sites, similar voices, than one might dare imagine.
I may love what a writer is doing with a small press book, but if the only aesthetically appealing attribute are the blue eyes then do you praise the whole Nazi? Remember the old adage, that if you are not an active part of the solution then you are just another contributing factor to the problem itself. I live my life more and more vehemently against money, against the world that depends upon it, because life is so much more. If you acknowledge Capitalism as an enemy, then allowing any part of it to go unscathed is still just enabling. The economy exponentially worsens, over the course of our collective history. This isn’t a matter of conspiratorial hogwash, the world today is literally designed so that you do not stand a fighting chance. Voting one way or the other has apparently not helped at all. Being out and about round the clock for days on end forces one to stop and think. As dependent as we may well be upon our culture for whatever reasons, freedom is in turn exponentially lost to the whims of our religious leaders, our corporate employers, our elected officials. I will never have credit or credit cards, a bank account or insurance of any kind. I am homeless and unemployed but I know my time is not being wasted. Culture strictly to serve Capitalism is entirely without substance, and is in my mind the definition of vulgar. Commercial art is not art. My convictions may not make my life any easier, but I think the time for pussyfooting about has grown deathly thin. If anything, I have not been questioning loud enough. I will not settle for any variety of slavery just to make ends meet. Anyone who does so is completely wasting their life. Why bother living at all then?
So in conclusion, there will be more reviews of assorted culture and interviews to go with them, but less than before, and more focused in insinuation. There will be other things however, but regardless the general pace of this site will be slowing quite noticeably as I spend more time doing heroic things that nobody will ever know about. This is our life, and we have to start acting like it. If we are drawn to THINGS, we need to ask ourselves why. While we obsess over minutiae of irreverence, our entire existence is being commandeered by select persons whose aim is nothing short than bleeding us dry. If you doubt how controlled your life is by unseen forces, then I, the homeless and unemployed man, pity you.