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On The Cusp Of Something New

Cusps, actually, as there are several webcomics that are right at the verge of something more. Let’s hit ’em.

BACK
Oh boy do I love BACK by KC Green (who is one of the smartest writers webcomics has, with a huge amount of depth behind surfaces that sometimes look easy to dismiss) and Anthony Clark (whose smooth lines and almost chibi characters are the definition of charming, but also provide the platform for real emotional depth), which is near to 300 multi-page updates and has put its main character — Agatha, a cowgirl and force of nature/chaos — into a philosophical conversation with … God?

Agatha’s on the cusp of a decision, brought to this point by everything she’s experienced, all the expectations placed on her, and wondering about the right thing to do, which I don’t think anybody’s ever asked her what her opinion might be. She’s been led and directed from place to place, forced into one path or another, everybody trying to boss her around (except Daniel) and nobody’s ever wondered if maybe she doesn’t want to end the world?

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Power Nap
Okay, it’s done and dusted, as was recently discussed, but we have today a) a final volume cover image, and b) a promise of what Martiza Campos and Bachan will be working on next, which is always exciting. Keep your eyes (pyramid-housed or no) on the page, or maybe hit the RSS feed so you can get in on the ground floor of whatever’s next.

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Kill Six Billion Demons
Say what you will about Tom Parkinson-Morgan, dude know how to both wrap up a storyline on a cliffhanger, and how to tease a new (in this case, final) story arc. The art on KSBD has never been less than impressive as hell, but the fine details, line weight, and especially coloring subtlety have been on a steady trajectory upward over the story’s run, resulting in some of the most bizarrely packed (yet never cluttered) apocalyptic fever-dream images ever committed to comics. They’re like a Final Fantasy boss monster met Old Testament angels met the art on a 1970s panel van owned by the world’s biggest Hawkwind fan who was stoned out of their gourd on the exact same stuff as John of Patmos, and I mean that in the best possible way.

And it’s all coming down to this: the last volume of the story, although let’s acknowledge that each volume has exceeded the page count of the previous, ranging from a low of 92 pages to the most recent topping out at 170; at an average of two updates a week (granted, some are multiple behemoths), we may be looking at two years or more of what’s likely to be breakneck-pace Technicolor eschatology¹ that will ramp up the tension all the way to the end; Parkinson-Morgan’s always had a period of downtime for the characters between previous volumes, and that’s just gone out the metaphorical window along with the everything², it looks like.


Spam of the day:

Shocking Proof God’s Plan Is Coming True…

Is this about Stephen Miller getting COVID? Because if you tell me that’s a bullet point on God’s Plan, I may have to re-evaluate this whole atheism thing.

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¹ Look it up.

² I mean, when your Big Bad makes an entrance with the equivalent of a tactical nuke just to get your attention, I think it’s time for a whole new scale of stakes and the raising thereof.

Birthaversary!

As has been noted in the past, there are certain folks within the webcomics ambit that have closely-aligned significant dates; Ryan North and John Allison, for example, share a birthdate, and I am a co-birthdayist with Jon Rosenberg. Dylan Meconis and her wife, Katie Lane¹, have two birthdays and an anniversary on three consecutive days.

And today, the 6th of October, one may find celebrations of the birth of Ananth Hirshbon vivant, man about town, possessor of the best poker face in history — and also eight years since the awesome wedding² of Holly Jeffrey Rowland.

Today is also the day that we found out who the 2020 MacArthur Fellows are (no [web]comics folks this year, but still a stunning cross-disciplinary collection of people representing the breadth of human endeavours) and the winners of the Harvey Awards, which will be formally presented by streaming ceremony on Friday evening, in conjunction with virtual NYCC.

  • The Book Of The Year and Best Children Or Young Adult Book went to Gene Yang for Dragon Hoops and Superman Smashes The Klan, respectively; the latter is shared with Gurihiru as the artists. The former was up against the likes of Lynda Barry and Tillie Walden’s Are You Listening? (one of my favorite books of the past year), along with Chris Ware, Eleanor Davis, and more.

    The latter was an even more impressive win, as Yang was competing against himself (Dragon Hoops being double-nominated), Guts, Stargazing, and Almost American Girl. It’s pretty unheard of to go against Raina with a Raina-alike book and then defeat both of them with the cheeriest story about stomping Nazis ever. Also, although I never got back to Books 2 and 3 of SSTK, let me say that Yang not only gets Superman better than anybody in the past couple of decades, his Lois Lane is perfect.

  • Digital Book Of The Year went to The Nib which I’m not sure is a book in the way the other nominees were, but certainly well-deserved. Matt Bors and his co-conspirators do amazing work, five days a week.

Because I’m a glutton for punishment, I decided to check back in on the Ringo Awards, due to be announced in a few weeks. It’s finally acknowledged (as near as I can tell, the announcement about two hours after I last wrote about it) that Baltimore Comic Con ain’t happening in person, and the awards will be streamed from the virtual BCC. So, glad to see sanity prevailing.


Spam of the day:

Alison Wethering wrote: Hey, great site! Have you thought about adding a video in response to COVID-19?

I believe that I am firmly on the record that my response to COVID is Isolate and wear a mask, or stay the fuck away from me forever, you plague rats.

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¹ Light-ning Law-yer!!

² No cake at this shindig, there was an ice cream truck complete with Choco Tacos.

I Am Feeling Called Out

I mean, this is me, right? Kathy Peterson — pardon me, Doctor Kathy Peterson, who like me has spent non-comics time for the past forever dealing with COVID-19 as part of the duct-tape-and-chewing-gum monstrosity that is the American healthcare system, not that I have opinions¹ — has specifically written this comic about me. Is this what negging feels like, because I have an odd urge to do what she says so she’ll pay attention and be nicer to me. But seriously, nice promo job², and everybody go check out Kidnapped By Gnomes’s election hullabaloo.

In other news, Halloween is a’comin’, or likely not if we’re being responsible, and that leaves a whole bunch of questions up in the air for what happens in a few weeks. My state/town haven’t made any pronouncement about trick or treating, but I’m deeply divided. On the one hand, I’m never the house that stiff kids with crappy candy. On the other, kids are ambulatory disease vectors, and the thought of opening my door to them — no matter how masked all are — gives me the heebie-jeebies and the jibblies.

I could put a bowl out and tell kids to take one, but I don’t want to have a bunch of hands pawing through and acting as an infective conduit, even if the emphasis isn’t really on fomites these days. And I don’t know that I’m ambitious enough to build a candy chute or zipline. Probably I’ll tape a bunch of individual candy to the fence that leads to my front door with a sign that says Take One, Be Safe, Happy Halloween.

Or, wherever I am, I could spent the time between now and All Hallow’s Eve with the Cartoon Art Museum Scrawl-O-Ween challenge:

This spook-tacular challenge fundraiser features 31 talented cartoonists illustrating 31 Halloween-themed drawing prompts all throughout October!

Featured artists include Jamaica Dyer, Brian Fies, Brad Rader, Andy Ristaino, Sam Viviano, and Judd Winick, but ALL cartoonists of all skill levels are invited to participate! Use the hashtag #scrawloween and join us on Twitter at @cartoonart and on Instagram and Facebook at @cartoonartmuseum to join in the fun!

They did say fundraiser, you’ll note. Each drawing from one of the participating artists will be available as a high-res download for US$five bucks, or US$100 for all 31. Original artwork will be auctioned off on the CAM E-bay page at the end of the month, and CAM will give a on individual museum membership away each day to one person selected from those using the #scrawloween hashtag to post their drawings on the sosh-meeds. For those wanting to participate, the prompts are:

 01 Cat   02 Cobweb   03 Werewolf 
 04 Ghost   05 Demon   06 Wizard 
 07 Mask   08 Monster   09 Fear 
 10 Vampire   11 Mirror   12 Haunted 
 13 Midnight   14 B-Movie   15 Cauldron 
 16 Shadow   17 Howl   18 Tarantula 
 19 Spirit   20 Eerie   21 Mad Scientist 
 22 Horror Host   23 Phantom   24 Goon 
 25 Alien   26 Goblin   27 Pumpkin 
 28 Witch   29 Tombstone   30 Strange 
31 Trick Or Treat

Happy drawing, and good scares, everybody.


Spam of the day:

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No shit, this spam comes to me with a return address of Alexander.Jones@[redacted] and you cannot convince me it’s not the Alex Jones. I can absolutely see that belligerent, bellowing, unhinged nutjob being deeply obsessed with his actual, personal hose.

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¹ Namely, if you don’t stay the hell home and wear the fucking mask, you are a godsdamned ignorant, irresponsible, reckless asshole who is trying to murder me and everybody I love, thank you, I will not be taking questions at this time.

² Because the last thing I need is another by-the-numbers press release that came straight out of the boilerplate factory.

Watching The CXC Kickoff Reception

Updates to this post as things occur.

  • There will be a CXC 2021, and the goal is to have a named award memorializing Tom Spurgeon to present then.
  • Jerzy Drozd, interim director, speaks really naturally to Zoom; it doesn’t feel like he’s separated by time and space, it feels like he’s in the room with you.
  • Transformative Work award for changing the industry to Nate Powell, Andrew Aydin, and the late Rep John Lewis. Powell accepted the award, accompanied by his cat, looking like a small version of the lions in front of the main branch NYC Public Library.
  • Master Cartoonist award for significant & sustained contribution to Diane Newman.
  • Emerging Talent award is usually presented on the floor with Jeff Smith & Vijaya Iyer surprising the recipient with a giant novelty check (and a real one). This year it goes to Gabby Metzler with a surprise Zoom, holding up her check for US$7500 cash money, which was a joyous moment.
  • Locher Award For Political Cartoons (for younger cartoonists) presented by AAEC to Tom Coute (runner up) and Catherine Gong (winner). Judges were Pia Guerra, Keith Knight, and Jen Sorensen.
  • Jenny Robb and Caitlin McGurk had some tech issues and said what were probably great world but couldn’t be heard for most of their introduction to Tom Gammill greeting the session from the Ernie Bushmiller Museum (in his house). Bushmiller says Wash your hands!
  • Non-trademark violating Pictionary-alike! Keith Knight, Kate Beaton, Fábio Moon, and Jeff Smith playing Paper Charades for speed drawing fun amusements, and the audience trying to guess what they were drawing. Fun!
  • There was a tour of the vaults with Jenny and Caitlin, with special guests along the way.
  • Garry Trudeau made a gift of 75+ Pogo strips to the Billy Ireland.
  • I have to go walk my dog, so I’ma miss a chunk here. It’s being recorded and you’ll be able to catch it on the YouTube channel.
  • Bill Watterson talked about Richard Thompson and Cul de Sac.

More of CXC this weekend.

Fleen Book Corner: Check, Please! Book 2: Sticks & Scones

There’s not a lot to be said about any subset of Check, Please’s fairly extensive story, whether in print or online, that isn’t going to focus on how unrelentingly joyous it is. There’s little bitty bits¹ of drama that makes you narrow your eyes and vow vengeance on completely fictional characters because they made one of your favorites cry, bleed, or doubt themselves, but you know that it’ll come back around to the joy soon enough. That’s the deal that Ngozi Ukazu has made with us: Bitty’s on a journey, he’s growing, he’ll be better off at the end of it.

But dang if the journey ain’t a wonderful rollercoaster ride in the meantime.

Book 2 (subtitled Sticks & Scones) picks up where Book 1 left off (and, uh, spoilers for that now two-year old book if you haven’t read it, or these strips which ran online years ago), with Bitty and Jack in a relationship, and wondering how to handle the truth of their affection for each other balanced against the truths that they are, respectively, an NCAA Division 1 hockey player and an NHL rookie. It takes a while to reveal their relationship to all the friends from the past two years of story (who are all various degrees of nonplussed), and longer to Jack’s new teammates, and still longer to the world — yeah, kissing on center ice after winning the Stanley Cup is a pretty big statement to the world.

Again, Bitty and Jack are the center of the story, but it’s the side characters that show Ukazu’s genius. Anybody can pour their heart into creating their POV character and their most important relationship, but it takes real skill to make you care about the side characters, and have them consistent enough that their peripheral involvement in the narrative doesn’t feel off. She’s developed — pardon the sports metaphor — a deep bench of supporting players.

  • Ransom & Holster remain best bros and would still be the leads in any number of other stories, but we’ve seen goofballs like them before.
  • Chowder will always be sweet, good natured, and too willing to apologize. He knows his role is to be the innocent who overlooks things.
  • Dex and Nursey will always be at each other’s throat, and morph into indivisibly tight bros so gradually, you never notice.
  • Whiskey, Tango, Foxtrot (heh), Hops, Bully, and Louis all have enough to distinguish them that the constant cycling in of new teammates doesn’t feel like they’re interchangeable.
  • And then there’s Tater. Oh glob, do I love Tater. Alexei Mashov is very Russian, very enthusiastic, fully in Jack & Bitty’s corner (especially as long as Bitty keeps making pies for the team), and always there when the scene needs a little lightening, like a Newfie puppy that just loves you so much². He is gonna teach Bitty how to do a figure-skater lift of full-size NHL players, just you watch.
  • Bitty’s parents, good God-fearin’ Southern folks, are more than background players, but we don’t see them much. Their impact on Bitty’s life is mostly in his head, and it works out. We know that there’s an acceptance when Dad (“Coach”) and Jack come in on Bitty and Mom having a third-generation family fight over a jam recipe and decide to quietly peace out together. It’s a quiet, subtle, but triumphant moment that speaks volumes about Ukazu’s worldview.

    Namely, there’s so many big things that get in the way of family, when we let you in to fight about the utterly stupid stuff? That’s love. That’s where we can all thrive, whether the rest of the world says we deserve to or not.

Plus, there’s an egregious use of Comic Sans that actually serves a gag to perfection. I am forced to enjoy it, despite Comic Sans. And plus-plus, did you see that Ukazu has a cartoon in the new issue of The New Yorker because she totally does.

Check, Please! Book 2: Sticks & Scones is available everywhere for months now, I only just got my copy because COVID and Diamond and the G train? Read it enjoy the extras, pass it along to the gay hockey bro fan in your life which should be, goodness, everybody. It’s a delight. For those of you waiting for the fourth volume of the self-published Kickstarted series that will match books 1-3 on your shelf, Ukazu says it’s coming. Nobody expected having to deal with a worldwide pandemic, so patience, please.


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¹ So to speak.

² Read the tweets at the back of the book — in addition to finally learning Shitty’s name, we find out that after Jack wins the Cup and Bitty’s hiding from facing his parents, Tater (injured in a late Cup game) casually decides he’s crashing with them for the summer to recuperate from his injury. You don’t need to see what happens to know exactly how it’s gonna play out.

Fleen Book Corner: Banned Book Club

I’m not sure that Ryan Estrada and Kim Hyun Sook could have written a more appropriate book for these times. We’re getting right into it, so if you don’t want (admittedly, 30 year old history) spoilers, stop reading now, buy this book, and read it instead.

When I was in college, things were happening in South Korea; my political science professor talked about how critically important it was that the first reasonably credible elections in decades were happening, and what led up to it — regular student protests, which had rules:

The students would go out demanding the authoritarian regime step down; the regime would reflexively brand them as Communists and North Korean agents and send out the riot cops with their Darth Vader helmets, truncheons, tear gas, and water cannons. They’d fight for a while, the students would retreat to campus, and that would be it for the day. Get nabbed off campus and you could be disappeared, but like a game of tag, campus was Home Free.

Then one day, the riot cops went onto campus to continue the beatings and arrests and the world started paying more attention. The Olympics were granted to Seoul, the country beyond the students started to join the protests, change happened. The first elections were still won by the members of the regime because the opposition was at a disadvantage (their leaders having only just been freed to start parties and organize), but by 1992, they had prevailed. Korea dismantled the fascist structures that had been in charge for three decades (and completely remade the police), and generally became a better place. Not perfect, but better.

Banned Book Club is the story of what happened in the years before things got better, when the tear gas and beatings, the contrived charges, show trials, and deaths were happening and a large part of the country — most everybody except for those darn students — just sort of agreed not to notice. It had been that way for 20 years, after all, since the military coup back in ’61, and the second coup in ’80 and second coup leader was still in power but he was only fighting against criminals and agitators, right?

And the books they banned, and the students and teachers in prison for reading them, they were all subversives, right?

And the factory workers being forced to work and the President’s friends getting rich, and the critical newspapers being burned to the ground for spreading “lies” about the regime, and the President not caring if anybody believed him or not, that was just how things worked, right?

Right?

Kim Hyun Sook was part of the generation who’d been shielded from what had actually happened until she made it to university, and fell in with students reading Chomsky and Betty Friedan, Locke and Sartre, Marx and Guevara, Simone de Beauvoir and unapproved Jack London (White Fang was okay, The Iron Heel decidedly wasn’t) and watching bootleg VHS tapes of foreign news reports about Korea.

She watched the cop who was assigned to kill stories in the student newspaper that the regime didn’t want published miss the stories that were being passed hand-to-hand; she watched students on government-sponsored scholarships inform on their classmates; she watched fellow protesters get swept up and subjected to state violence with the lucky ones being released days later.

And now, we’re in a place that’s pretty much exactly where Hyun Sook was, only it didn’t take decades for so many in America to become willfully blind to what’s happening. We have the opportunity to be at the point she and her compatriots were at, with maybe the most prescient lesson being: the fight is never over.

See, in 2016, the daughter of the first coup leader (who was eventually assassinated by his own security forces for being too brutal) became President and tried to go back to Dad’s way of doing things; the people of Korea went into the streets, every weekend for months, as many as 10% of the country’s population at any given time, and demanded that she be impeached for her crimes.

It wasn’t just the students, it was too many to ignore, the reformers had done too thorough a job of dismantling the fascist state¹ and they weren’t going back (and, this time, the cops were marching with the protesters). She was removed from office and then charged with bribery, coercion, leaking government secrets, and abuse of power, leading to a conviction, a 25 year prison sentence, and a fine of nearly US$17 million.

Which is what you need to do when there is a man (and later, his daughter) that regards the presidency as his birthright. Or, and Hyun Sook concludes:

The villains of the past are never really gone. Now we have another President Park blacklisting authors, journalists and filmmakers, and trying to ban textbooks that criticize her father’s regime.

But this time when the people rose up, it was not in the shadows. Not just behind closed doors, and not just a handful of them. It was everyone.

People don’t get that organized unless someone is stubborn enough to fight for what’s right, even when no one’s listening.

The lesson is clear — fight with everything you’ve got, and don’t ever think that the defeated would-be Presidents For Life won’t revive with another face. Even when you do win, keep fighting to ensure that the systems are stronger, better, fairer than they were so that the next nascent fascist doesn’t have as much of a foothold of grievance to work with, because there’s always something that needs fixing. And while we’re figuring out how to do all of that, let this coda keep you warm at night:

In March 2017, President Park Geun-hye was impeached, removed from office, and imprisoned for corruption. The final vote was struck by her own judges, many of whom she had personally placed in office. A special election was held, and the new Preisdent was Moon Jae-in.

Can’t imagine why that thought makes me so very happy. Yep, that’s a stumper.

Banned Book Club is based on the lived experiences of Kim Hyun Sook, with actual people being blended into composite characters for privacy and safety². Kim’s husband Ryan Estrada turned Kim’s stories into a story that works in comics. Ko Hyung-ju provided open, appealing art that draws you into the lives of the characters, emphasizing their ordinariness and the shocking treatment they receive for demanding truth. It is available at bookstores everywhere, and should be read and passed to as many people as you possibly can.


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¹ After the fall of the military dictatorship, leaders were charged and convicted for their crimes, with the second coup leader — Chun Doo-hwan — ultimately sentenced to death for ordering a massacre of a town¹. He was pardoned by the current President, who was advised by the President-elect, who in turn had been sentenced to death by Chun’s regime 20 years earlier.

² But they’re talking [grin].

This Friday, Friday, Friday

Okay, it was actually Sunday, but that’s not when things are happening and the alternative was … less good.

  • Friday is, of course, the start of CXC, the first without director Tom Spurgeon, and the first (not to mention hopefully last) that needs must be distanced. The guest list is deep and impressive (and features Fleen faves like Box Brown, Faith Erin Hicks, Shing Yin Khor, C Spike Trotman, Ben Hatke, Maris Wicks, and more).

    Exhibiting is going to be remote affair, but there’s so many good creators on the list, many of whom you’ll be able to catch during the programming. Okay, okay, the pre-keynote programming actually starts on Thursday the 1st, but the official start of the show is on Friday with a keynote speech by Gene Luen Yang (4:00pm EDT, details here) and a Jeff Smith-hosted opening reception at 5:00pm EDT (registration required)

    Other events to keep an eye on (all times EDT):

    All those registration links? That’s if you want to participate; you’ll get a personal (and traceable) Zoom link, which should help to keep griefers and Zoomboombers the hell away. All sessions (except for those designated adults only) will appear at the CXC stream, on Twitch, and YouTube, and I’ve barely scratched the surface on the interviews, workshops, how-tos, and Discord hangouts.

  • Speaking of both Friday and Spike, and heck also porn, the Kickstart (a short-run campaign, only 12 days start to finish) for Iron Circus’s latest quality pornographique ends on Friday. Patience & Esther by SW Searle is 280 pages of Edwardian erotic as the two title characters navigate feels, shifting mores, and — given that this is an Iron Circus NSFW title, I’m confident in saying some hot, hot gettin’ it on.

    If you’re on Spike’s mailing list for something other than all-ages titles? Check your inbox, ’cause you’ve probably been sent a link for the full first chapter, full of upstairs/downstairs class divisions, scene-setting, character backstory, and body positivity.

    Oh, and for anybody grumping about how Esther isn’t lily-white despite being in England, exactly what do you think happened to all of the unintended children of colonizers and the servant classes around the world? However many of them you think made it from the far-flung corners of the Empire back to Jolly Old, I guarantee you it was more, by an order of magnitude or three.

    Patience & Esther has currently raised US$32.2K (of a US$12K goal), and given the immense inrush of funding on day one and the short duration, has already demolished both the FFF mk2 (and the McDonald Ratio won’t help, as there’s simply not time to triple the initial funding period). Top funding level is a mere US$20 (plus shipping) for the physical book, so maybe get in on that? Y’only have a few more days to decide.


Spam of the day:

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Unless it’s the kind of implants that let me fight criminals (a cowardly, superstitious lot), not interested.

The Power Of The Dad Sweater Compels You!

So let’s talk newspaper comics for a minute. We’ve seen them decline over the decades into third- or fourth-generation legacy creations, desperately trying not to change from what they’ve been for the past half-century, with the occasional burst of creativity or weirdness for contrast. The vast majority of the comics page is best by what I refer to as Chris Columbus Syndrome, wherein I imagine that Chris Columbus was given the directing job for the first Harry Potter movie and told Don’t screw this up, give them exactly what they want and we can ride out this franchise for literal billions of dollars but it this first one tanks it’s all over.

That first movie was … serviceable. It’s not a coincidence that the only entry in the series that was in any way fun, visually interesting, or not a direct transliteration of page to screen was Alfonso Cuarón’s Prisoner Of Azkaban, which they never allowed to happen again. But, like Cuarón’s take on Harry Potter, there are newspaper strips that are seeing new life for the first time in who knows how long, in part due to indie- and webcomickers.

Olivia Jaimes on Nancy and Joey Allison Sayers on Alley Oop, Bianca Xunise as one of the Six Chix and Steenz Stewart on Heart Of The City, a whole bunch o’ folks contributing to Popeye’s Cartoon Club, but most notably Randy Milholland’s monthlong run¹. The odd thing is, a lot of the stodgiest of the stodgy strips come from King Features syndicate, and an awful lot of the new-life breathing is down to their editor, Tea Fougner, who has an eye for matching the right cartoonist with the right project.

And now, the stodgiest, stiffest, slowest-paced strip of them all is getting a kicking-and-screaming drag into the present day, as Mark Trail is about to get a new writer/artist. You remember Mark Trail? Alleged magazine writer, ramrod straight posture from the medium-sized sapling that must be crammed up his ass at all times? Everybody in the strip has hair and clothing styles straight out of the Sears catalog, circa 1962? Mark’s ward/son/tween hanger-on Rusty looks like a gremlin attempting a human disguise but only had a half-congealed Ted Cruz as a model?

There’s a new direction imminent for Trail, courtesy of a Bronx-born Latina with no time for shit. Jules Rivera of Love, Joolz is now Mark Trail’s dad and she’s found the inner truth about Mark Trail — dude’s jacked and should be setting off thirst alarms all over the damn place.

Hell, I’m just glad that the strip will move from a color palette of approximately 11 solid hues and a habit of posing like everything’s a Victorian photograph that required you to stay stock-still for eight minutes. Heck, just that hummingbird in the cast photo up top is showing more movement than the strip has seen in the past decade. And in case you wonder if Mark will still punch poachers, kidnappers, robbers, and general ne’er-do-wells, I’d say that Rivera might even expand his repertoire. Mark Trail’s new fighting technique will be unstoppable.

The new era of Mark Trail starts on Monday, 12 October. Update your links and prepare for your nature facts to be a zillion percent more awesome, and for all of the right people — the ones that declare nobody but a late-middle-aged (or older) white dude could possibly write or draw Mark Trail — are gonna have fits.


Spam of the day:

Get the word out about your Covid preventative measures

My crew have PPE that starts with N95 masks and goes all the way up to bunny suits, not to mention the cleaning power of babykiller wipes and access to biohazard disposal facilities. Oh, wait, were you trying to sell me some plastic partitions or shit like that? Awww, you’re adorable.

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¹ We’ll give an honorary acknowledgement to Ces Marciuliano, who was the first to make the jump on Sally Forth (Ted Forth is the most unhinged guy on the comics page) some 20 years back, and more recently Judge Parker (how many daily strips your grandparents read feature murderous exotic dancers?).

The Regis Philbin Of Fleen

As long as I live, I will remember the haunting, off-the-cuff cold open that David Letterman opened his show with on the return from hiatus after September 11, 2001¹. It was the most heartfelt thing I ever saw on TV and there wasn’t a sound to be heard from the audience until near the end, when Dave added … and then, thank God, Regis is here so we have something to make fun of.

Regis Philbin (RIP) was Dave’s go-to guy; when everything else was falling apart on the show, get Regis on the phone, get him over to the studio, and you’ve got your airtime filled.

Round here, when things are falling apart and the posts ain’t coming for whatever reason, that’s when Fleen Senior French Correspondent Pierre Lebeaupin drops a dispatch from his side of the Atlantic and lo, we’ve got screen space filled. It’s been one of those weeks, and FSFCPL has popped in with his usual excellent timing.

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You know these characters who can’t seem to go in holidays somewhere without unwittingly stumbling on adventure? Well, it seems like book events are back in France, and it required your correspondent to go on holidays to figure that out.

Now, it is important to state that while I’ve had some reservations about the French government’s management of the COVID-19 pandemic, the way they manage public events is not one of them: whenever I hear about an event (one that is not cancelled, that is), it is very carefully restricted and managed, with impressive-sounding procedures regarding cleanup and crowd movement. For instance, concerts are always with a sitting audience, and a limited gauge (two or three thousands, no more) to boot; otherwise, such events are simply not allowed. So I was confident going to these events they would be competently managed and provide appropriate safety, if only from their limited scale, and I was interested in the specific setups, which other events could adopt.

  • First, I was in Saint-Lary-Soulan in the French Pyrénées when I learned of a book festival that was to take place just before I was to leave. As La Dép&egraave;che reports, Lucie Plessala the local bookshop owner was dismayed when another festival had to cancel, so she set up her own mini-festival called La Montagne de Livres [Editor’s note: The Mountain Of Books] with about 20 creators.

    When I entered, I discovered as many tables under a tent (provided by the tourism office); each creator was wearing a face shield, which regardless of its prophylactic effect remained useful by virtue of doubling as a name tag. Each creator hawked their wares, but transactions had to go through the bookshop owner herself. Fortunately, some comics were to be found, specifically Rien ne se Passe Jamais Comme Prévu, telling the story of a couple attempting to have children despite infertility, and I was able to chat with the artist while she sketched on my copy.

  • And on the same day, in the afternoon, I got to Pop Con near Toulouse, since my trip back from Saint-Lary had me make a multi-hour train layover at Toulouse anyway, so I only had to take my bike to get there.

    Rather than a convention hall, this con took place at a location that is more often used for weddings, business retreats, etc: a small building surrounded by parkings, gardens, and a field. And they made use of all that: most stands were outside, each under its own tent, and sporting events organized in the field. Most of the indoors area was used for cloakrooms and a very-well-distanced conference room.

    The feeling was that of a mix between Festival Harajuku) for the outdoor and small scale aspect and TGS (I in fact spotted some of the same people, including game developers). The only disappointment was a concert scene that, however small, was encouraging the attendance to sing along, and a karaoke stand, both of which I avoided like, literally, the plague. Obviously, no “free hugger” was to be found, and mask-wearing was enforced at the entrance and well-observed by con-goers.

    Finally, it was the occasion to catch Team Maliki, who we last saw at Japan Tours Festival (the very day before events started being capped at 5000 people, and most of them cancelled as a result). Besides catching up on news, obtaining my rewards for the latest Ulule campaign (even though I’d completely forgotten to warn of my coming, thank you very much for accommodating me!), and getting it sketched, it allowed me to get the newest, hippest swag. Here you can see Souillon (left) taking a break from sketching as part of Ulule rewards in order to sketch for booth customers.

    Cosplayers spotted: a Bowsette (unfortunately forgot to take a photo), a Master of Turtles, and what was probably the most appropriate cosplay for the facemask era, a Solid Snake.

I should note that it was fortunate for both events that weather was so agreeable (maybe a bit too hot, even): even if in both cases the tents would have allowed them to take place under inclement weather, attendance would have certainly suffered, as anyone who shops at an outdoors farmer’s market or at a foodtruck can attest. We will see as autumn progresses whether I can find other events to report from, keeping in mind in this day and age I am unlikely to travel specifically for such an event.


Spam of the day:

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This came to the email that’s reachable through the contact us link, and picked out what’s probably the most common name to be found on these pages. Clever spammer.

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¹ If you’ve never seen it, look it up.

And Again

My tech issues are actually worse today and I have reached that point of utter calm that is past the anger and frustration. Even if nothing else blows up¹ I’m still hours behind with a rapidly dwindling amount of time left to work with. Maybe I can get one of those reviews up tomorrow³ but honestly not likely before Monday. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Fun fact: Fleen’s WordPress rendering doesn’t do the shrugmoji unless you substitute in the HTML entity for the tsu katakana (ツ). Otherwise, it shows as ¯\_(?)_/¯, which actually — yeah, same.


Spam of the day:

Hello, we need some additional information regarding your business to be registered on Amazon Alexa and Siri (iPhones) so people can find your company using Voice Search.

If I ever care about Alexa, it will only be because I code this website to loudly play an audiofile of me shouting Alexa, play It’s A Small World After All, maximum volume, repeat twenty times on loading.

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¹ And if anything does, I’m out of workarounds. We’ll have to call off class early and find a way to redo, which could be a Charlie Foxtrot of immensely chewy proportions².

² Thanks to Howard Tayler, who taught me how much Charlie loves to dance the Foxtrot.

³ I’d break my Probably no posts on Fridays until the world is less of a horrorshow pattern because it’s not like you’ve gotten any posts this week.