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I Was At Work During The Press Conference

But my Twitterfeed appears to reveal that President Obama didn’t save us, so it up to us to save ourselves. Let this serve as a reminder, then, of two things:

  1. The Fleen Fight For Fungible Futures Fund¹ project continues to gather your donations to causes that will help us unravel the causus trumpii; please send me (that would be gary, who can be reached at this here receipt images of donations to these organizations and I’ll match ’em, up to a total of US$10,000. Creators that have run your own fundraisers, you count; send me your totals.
  2. Rich Stevens inadvertently designed the symbol of the resistance over the summer. I’m wearing mine until we have the country we deserve again; anybody feeling the heat can come sit by me.

Weekend. Fresh new hells can wait until Monday, and I’ll do what I can to fight ’em in the meantime.

Spam of the day:

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¹ Six-F from now on.

Something Very Cool In The Offing And Also A Look Backwards

I don’t want to count any chickens before they hatch — actually, I can’t say that I want to count chickens ever, they’re monumentally stupid birds and counting them sounds really tedious — but I may be involved in something really cool in the next two weeks or so. Fingers crossed, and as so much that involves me and webcomics, if this happens it’ll be because Scot McCloud is in the habit of passing my name on when somebody’s looking for a comment on webcomickry and he’s busy. Your confidence in me is pretty much the greatest reward¹ I have for my sometimes tortured history of embloggenation.

Speaking of tortured history, I believe that I may have mentioned in the past that I’m not entire certain what day you could say Fleen went live. It was definitely December of 2005, and I’d been banking pieces to run on launch day, and I just neglected to pay any attention whatsoever; I’ve since decided to just split the difference and all it the middle of the month, which appears to be today-ish.

Some of what we did at launch (like the contributions of Jeff Lowrey and Nic Carey) have fallen by the wayside. Although it’s mostly been a one-man show, other contributors have popped up from time to time, like the inestimable Anne Thalheimer and the invaluable Pierre Lebeaupin. Some things I thought I would have an abiding interest have faded, while others (like my unholy love of parenthetical thoughts) have persisted².

This is, as near as I can tell, the 3340th post at Fleen in the eleven years since launch, with one more lost to the ages; somewhere close to 3000 of those were written by me. Individual posts range from about 200 words to near 4000; I’ll figure 500 on average and claim northwards of a million words, which is not bad for (mostly) frantic typing at lunchtime³.

Along the way, I’ve discovered on evil twin, found at least three retroactive weirdo best friends from high school, made no great enemies (except for James Ashby, but as history’s greatest villain, I like to think he’s everybody’s great enemy) and read more wonderful comics than I can recall. Most importantly, I’ve been able to tell you (all two thousand or so; honestly, I’m sometimes surprised at the influence people ascribe to me when Fleen’s readership is exceedingly modest) about work that I love and that I think you’d love, too (I think frequently on the speech about the discovery and defense of The New from the end of Ratatouille4).

Eleven years, more or less; new experiences still to come. It’s been a blast, and despite every day I despair of finding three sentences to string together, I find myself eager for the next story, the next deadline, the next couple hundred words. See you tomorrow for the start of Year Twelve.

Spam of the day:

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¹ Close second — being told by creators that a review found something in their work that others hadn’t.

² The footnotes came later. My love of Brad Guigar, the blog’s official Sexiest Man Alive, was always there (sorry, Ryan North).

³ Not to mention finding and formatting the screenshots and links, an unknown (but huge) number of which are now lost to rot.

4 If you haven’t burned it into your memory and need a refresher, click here .

Did I Say It Was The Quiet Time Of Year? Yesterday Me Was Wrong

Possibly also bad, and maybe stupid¹. There’s loads of things going on. To wit:

  • The second half of the Calista Brill interview is up at The Beat, and it’s just as enlightening as the first part.
  • The first new installment of Kazu Kibuishi’s webcomic, Copper, in forever (the previous installment was April of 2009, before Amulet Book 2 was out) has been released to the wide world, and Kibuishi’s dog-and-his-boy team haven’t missed a step. It’s entirely in character with all the previous episodes, but you know what caught my eye? That hanging lamp, which puts a Schulzian overtone on the vignette. Fred, Copper, don’t be strangers.
  • Le Millionnaire est mort, vive le millionnaire: Tony Millionaire announced the end of Maakies today and pointed us all towards his new comic venture, Rickets & Scurvy at about the same time. While not necessarily a webcomic, Maakies has had more than its share of influence on the webcomickin’ world; particularly given the demise of alternative newspapers, the comics that would have wound up there are online these days, in large part to Millionaire and his contemporaries.
  • You know how I can tell Brad Guigar is doing good with his ongoing exploration of smut? He’s shutting down a project that probably didn’t take much of his time and from which he clearly derived a lot of dad-joke amusement², presumably due to being busy with the aforementioned smut. Tales From The Con has been running at the Emerald City Comicon site for more than four year, featuring a rotating cast of artists depicting Guigar’s takes on what the con circuit is like from both sides of the exhibitor table. But comes now the news that TFTC is wrapping its run and going out with a new softcover collection of all 250+ strips, available for preorder now
  • But the biggest news in webcomics today is also the biggest webcomic I can ever recall seeing from Zach Weinersmith62 panels³ of deep-dive on quantum computing (with a writing assist from Scott Aaronson), which is a pretty damn good primer on an entire field of theoretical work, in the form of a parent and teen sex talk. Enjoy a week’s worth of funny and nerdery all in a single sitting, thanks to a burning desire to (as per the secret punchline behind the big red button) make Randall Munroe look like a slacker. Bravo.

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¹ I’m tempted to distill it down to the Zappaesque Dumb all over, an’ maybe even a little ugly on the side, but then I decided not to. PS: Hi Brett and Rich.

² Case in point: most recent strip, which I suppose may be the last.

³ Sure, Weinersmith regularly goes from single panel to a dozen or more, but this is waaaay outside his usual length. Previous similar atypically long single comics: 50 states, 50 slogans, any particular installment of Ducks.

Less Than Two Weeks Out From The Holidays

And the dearth of news is hitting hard. Plans are being made for festive fun times — whether that’s Chanukah, Christmas, Kwanzaa, New Year’s Day, or the premiere of Star Wars 3.5, everybody’s got somewhere to be in the next fortnight. Deadlines are coming on fast for ordering stuff if you want it in time to wrap and give as a gift (for example, TopatoCo’s judgment of shipping realities is here, and they’ve been at this a long time and have things down to a science; other shops may not be able to get stuff to you as well). The Best of lists haven’t come out yet, the world is still a mess¹, and it’s a slow news day. There’s gonna be more of these until after the first week of the new year, I suspect.

But there’s a nice chunky read for you over at The Beat, where Alexander Lu talks with :01 Books Executive Editor Calista Brill (Part 1 is up now, Part 2 is due sometime today). I’d describe Brill as the secret weapon of :01, except:

  • She’s not a secret
  • Pretty much everybody over there qualifies as a secret weapon, in the sense that they’re all indispensable, do their jobs quietly, and are super-effective

It says something about :01 Books and the culture that Mark Siegel has put together that the core staff of eight or nine years ago is still there (except for book designer extraordinaire Collen AF Venable, who only left because another publisher offered her an art director job … and she’s still at :01 as an author), and I suspect will be there unless they get head-hunted to head up imprints elsewhere.

They’re staffing up and expanding their publishing pace (roughly doubling both) without sacrificing their famed quality, and Brill’s discerning eye (with respect to both acquisitions and improving books) is a big part of why they’re succeeding. Go read about somebody that works hard while enjoying the crap out of her job, to the benefit of all of us.

Spam of the day:

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¹ Which is why I should issue a periodic reminder about the Fleen Fight For Fungible Futures Fund² and how we’re still matching donations. I know a lot of you creators are doing similar things, and I will absolutely match your own efforts.

² Thanks to faithful reader Roo for the suggestion that prompted me to decide on a name.

On The Topic Of Mandatory Reading

Okay, y’all know “C” Spike “Trotman”, right? Scrappy lady webcomicker that put out a bunch of anthologies, has leveraged Kickstarter like few before or since, and has built up her own publishing company because was told by a bunch of people she’d never succeed and has succeeded the shit out of her career in an act of exquisite vengeance? Never overlook the value of spite in making your life plans, bee-tee-dubs. Responsible for publishing both established creators and previous unknowns, ambitious plans for a dozen and a half books in the near- to medium-term¹, and fond of tweeting out her plans for world domination? Yeah, her.

Some people still don’t pay attention to Spike on the electronic Twitter machine because they only want to think about comics, and her other topics frequently include lengthy tweetstorms on the topics of her dog, her cooking adventures, her favorite videogames, her favorite trainwreck YouTube hosts, her favorite documentaries, art history, and the ways to understand, undermine, and dismantle the (choose all that apply) {racist | sexist | ableist | heteronormative | ciscentric | white supremacist | pretty much all other awful philosphies, honestly} power structure because she is going to outlast your ass and then dance on your grave, The Man. She’d basically be an Elmore Leonard heroine come to life if you didn’t scoff and mutter Nobody can do all that, what a Mary Sue.

Here’s the thing — every time I tune into one of those tweetstorms, I learn something. Sometimes it’s something huge, like how power structures get built to make socioeconomic advantages as permanent as possible; sometimes it’s something esoteric, like the use of light and body positioning in the pre-Raphaelite school. And yeah, sometimes it’s which YouTuber is having a shitstorm meltdown about mom not buying the right Cheetos, but they can’t all be winners. Point is, sometimes I’m on deadline and just need to find out what the latest news for Iron Circus Comics and its associated creators might be.

You already know where this is going. The new twitterfeed for Iron Circus Comics is now live, and sharing news of Spike’s endeavours, as well of those of other creators and publishers. It’s going to be a valuable resource and I commend it to all of you.

Spam of the day:

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¹ For contrast, consider that :01 Books, which I would call the premiere graphic novel-only imprint, spent its first ten years putting out 20 +/-2 books a year. That’s approximately what Spike is doing, only without the backing and logistical support of one of the biggest publishing conglomerates on the planet. This is not to run down :01, who have been tremendously understaffed and doing crazy person amounts of work for most of that decade; it’s to point out that Spike is doing CPAOW times about four or five.

Time To Get Outta Dodge

There is a very large holiday party being set up outside the classroom here at VeryLargeSoftCorp — balloons being filled with our precious stocks of helium, garbage bins being wrapped in festive mylar and foil, dance floors and bars being installed everywhere. Seriously, the reception desk outside my classroom is now stocked with mixers and garnish fruit (sadly, the booze doesn’t arrive until later). I, however, will not be hanging out here until 6:00pm when the party starts, getting blind drunk, then driving home for several hours as a hazard to myself and all around me. Since everybody’s gone home to get ready for the big drink-up (the taxis and Ubers are prebooked in bulk, no worries), let’s finish this and I can hit the road.

  • In case you missed it the other day, Gene Luen Yang (MacArthur Fellow and Library of Congress ambassador) did a TEDx talk recently (it’s a TED Talk, but not at the official fancy-pants conference) on why comics belong in the classroom. It’s good. Go watch it because dang, as of right now there’s only 594 views and a couple of them are me.
  • The Cartoon Art Museum continues its partnership with the Museum of the African Diaspora in this, the ever-dwindling time before it gets its own space again. Continuing the Third Thursdays tradition of San Francisco museums, next week (that would be the 15th, which is naturally a Thursday) will see an evening of storytelling in conjunction with MOAD’s current exhibit Where is Here.

    The exhibit is about travel and the places we inhabit, and participants will get the opportunity to make “place cards”, where they write and draw about somewhere meaningful to them. It’s free and open to the public, running from 5:00pm to 8:00pm, and includes admission to MOAD’s various exhibitions (address: 685 Mission Street). You’ll even get wristbands good for Third Thursday events as neighborhood bars and restaurants.

Okay, gotta jet. Have a great weekend, see you back on Monday.

Spam of the day:

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Oh Man, I’ve Been Waiting To Talk About This

New book to come, books for the past year getting recognition. It’s a book kind of day.

  • While I may be slightly wondering what I’ve got to do to launch big announcements, instead of it going to CBR and Comics Alliance (or to niche, non-comics outlets like Entertainment Weekly and the LA Times), I understand it’s a matter of reach. I mean, well-known webcomicker that I’ve covered extensively gets to launch a new book with a major publisher of graphic novels, you want to get the eyeballs on that. I’m not jealous, I’m not mad¹, I’m just happy I can talk about something I first saw a loooong time ago.

    Evan Dahm has a new book on the way from :01 Books, with the announcement by Oliver Sava at The AV Club. Island Book (for that is its name) is not part of the existing Overside stories, and it’s not an illustrated edition of a classic American story². It’s a standalone story, about a young girl (in the Dahmian sense, which is to say that the people of this story are not remotely human) named Sola who is ostracized by her island-living, seafaring people because when she was little, a monster on a rampage didn’t kill her.

    It seemed to like her.

    And now her fisher-folk think that she’s responsible.

    It may be that you don’t get quite that much from the preview that :01 provided, but here’s where I have a secret to share — I’ve seen the first 25 or so pages of Island Book; it didn’t have a title then, and Dahm wasn’t sure if he was going to develop the story to full length, and in the long run from first idea to publication (it’s not due until winter of 2019³) it will inevitably change. Heck, what I saw amounts to not even the opening scene to establish the need for Sola to head out on adventures on the great wide ocean.

    But what I saw was full of Dahm’s trademark ability to make us care about characters from the get-go, to fill in just enough detail that it’s clear that more (much more!) will be revealed, and to reassure us that the journey will be worth it. Island Story will likely be 250 – 300 pages, meaning it’s a relatively short tale for Dahm. The most exciting thing is that over the next three years he’ll only get better as a writer and artist, and the book will be all the more compelling for it.

  • And if you want more to read for the next three years, can I recommend you check out NPR’s annual recommendations (specifically, the comics and graphic novels section)? You’ll find webcomics and webcomickers like Kate Leth (on Hellcat), Kate Beaton (King Baby), Jason Shiga (Demon), Lisa Hanawalt (Hot Dog Taste Test), and the ubiquitous Raina Telgemeier (Ghosts).

Spam of the day:

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¹ I am glad that Ryan Estrada gives me his exclusives. Thanks, Ryan!

² Speaking of which, get on that Moby-Dick Kickstarter already. It’s five days from conclusion and hasn’t hit goal yet.

³ Which means you’ve got time to read Rice Boy and Order Of Tales, and I’ll give a 50/50 shot that Vattu is concluded by then.

Birthdays, Anniversaries, Milestones

Fun fact, I was in the audience in New York City when This American Life recorded Birthdays, Anniversaries, and Milestones¹ (episode #174, celebrating their fifth anniversary), which was also my introduction to the sick, tight dance moves of OK Go. Not quite anything so momentous today, but still worth noting them.

  • First and foremost, let us acknowledge that today marks ten years of Erfworld², by Rob Balder and (to date) three artists: Jamie Noguchi, Xin Ye, and David Hahn (with Ye the current and most prolific of the contributing artists). Balder’s written more than 725 pages of comics since — sometimes literally, since a significant number of those updates are not comics pages, but pages of text with inset illustrations, which take a lot more words than a comic script.

    Along the way, he’s built perhaps the deepest, world-buildiest, detail-richest, backstory and lore of any comics work (not just webcomics) of similar age. Certainly, the entirety of the DC or Marvel multiverse has more nerdly details (or even better, Carla Speed McNeil’s Finder, which at least has an intentional mythology around it, instead of being the side-effect of hundreds of conflicting writers retconning into what’s supposed to be a cohesive whole), but they’ve taken many decades to get there. Along the way, he also pioneered a patronage support model that (if my memory serves me correctly) predated Patreon. It’s quite an achievement for only ten years.

  • Regarding yesterday’s reports on Anthony Clark and a mediocre pizza chain, the latest news is that Little Caesar’s have removed the thieved content but have not offered any compensation to Clark. Confidential to Little Caesar’s — the offense didn’t end because you stopped using something stolen from an artist, and you still owe him money.
  • Still on the unhappy end of things, Colorist Supreme Steve Hamaker reports that his webcomic, PLOX, is currently down. Really down, as his hosting company managed to lose the entire site. I can think of webcomics sites that have been taken down for various durations by scammers, hackers, and griefers — Bad Gods, Anders Loves Maria, Hark! A Vagrant, The Abominable Charles Christopher off the top of my head — but this is the first time I can think of because of sheer incompetence on the part of a host. Then again, it was apparently GoDaddy.

    Hamaker’s not a web admin, and when your host says Uh we deleted your database k thanks bye even web admins may not have a lot to go on; PLOX will come back, but there will be delays as prior commitments take up his time. Fortunately, Hamaker’s got a Patreon that he can use to push out new updates, and I suspect that supporting him there will help to speed along the restoration of the archives and the design/implementation/launch of the new site (hopefully far, far away from GoDaddy).

  • MoCCA Fest 2017, y’all. Saturday and Sunday, 1st & 2nd of April 2017 at Metropolitan West, programming at the local Kimpton Hotel, guests of honor to include Official MacArthur Genius Gene Luen Yang.
  • Wonder what Gene Ambaum is up to when he’s not writing Library Comic? How about risking his own personal sanity for your education and edification? Read, if you dare, his review of Sweet Bro And Hella Jeff.

Spam of the day:

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¹ I met Ira Glass, and Sarah Vowell, and Russell Banks, and Ira’s dad, and Dan Savage, and David Rakoff (who told me he hated me, then decided he didn’t when it turned out we shared a birthday). Earlier that year I was on Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me (but the archive doesn’t go back that far) and as a result I have Carl Kasell’s voice on my home answering machine, where he reads a haiku of my own invention. It was a good year for me with respect to public media.

² I possibly should have titled today’s post Welcome to Erf, but honestly that was the stupidest line in Independence Day.

Round ‘Em Up

We’re kinda all over the place today.

  • It is a truth universally acknowledged that Anthony “Nedroid” Clark is a better person that you, or I, or anybody else; he sees what is going on in this sinful world and he shares that vision with clarity and (at his harshest) gentle poking. So when his Tumblr comic on How To Cut A Pizza from some years back was apparently lifted wholesale by somebody working for Little Caesar’s, he asked (very politely, I thought) for an explanation:

    Hey @littlecaesars, what’s the deal with ripping off my comic?

    (Had it been me, there would have been egregious use of swear words and a request for corporate counsel’s contact info.)

    That was close to 20 hours ago; a little later, I attempted to get a comment from Little Caesar’s through the same Twitter account¹, to no avail. I see that since then, they have spent quite a bit of time with people who have complaints about not getting their orders for upwards of half an hour, but no comment on Clark’s concerns. I sent another tweet a bit more than an hour ago, and have similarly received no response.

    You know where this is going.

    Little Caesar’s does have a feedback form for customers with general concerns; I’m not a customer (I don’t think I’ve bought a pizza from them in more than 20 years²), but I suspect some of you may be. If you’ve bought anything from them in the recent past (I leave that to your determination), maybe use the form to send a polite inquiry (include links) as to their clearly unlicensed use of Mr Clark’s cartoon, with an encouragement that they reach out to him and find a mutually satisfactory path forward. Do it for the children.

  • How about something cheerier? Ryan Estrada’s Big Data (written and produced by Estrada, starring Estrada and a whole damn bunch of other people³) is the sort of guy that can’t stop giving. Comics. Guest comics. Podcasts. Video. The guy is addicted to making stuff and then giving it to you for free (sometimes a while after people who have paid for it get it, but it pretty much always shows up for free). And he’s continuing that tradition with an extra Big Data tale, Zer0 Kn1ghts Before Christmas (aka The Big Data Christmas Special).

    And if that’s not enough of a present, I noticed for the first time at the bottom of the episodes page for Big Data (in the minisodes section, or Little Data) something that wasn’t there the last time I browsed by:

    Here’s a selection of minisodes to listen to until season 2, Bigger Data premieres!

    I think that’s what they call a stealth launch; considering that Big Data concluded on The End Of The Internet As We Know It, I’m intrigued as to how he can bring everything back from the brink. I’m hoping it’s just Oh hey guys, should I throw the switch on the backup? and then everything works again. Alas, As a matter of cosmic history, it has always been easier to destroy than to create and I suspect there will be a few more twists and turns; all the better for us, but unfortunate for his characters. Keep an ear out for Bigger Data and we can all find out together.

Spam of the day:

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¹ For the record, their website’s Contact Us/For the media page is a series of PR stories and no actual contact info.

² Ah, heck, I’m not fooling anybody. Feedback sent.

³ Asked by me how the heck he got the likes of Jemaine Clement, Paul F Tompkins, Felicia Day, and Cecil Baldwin to be in his audio play, Estrada responded, I asked, and I paid them.


Changes coming at us, changes from the past writ down so we don’t forget them. Let’s do this thing.

  • It’s a bittersweet thing, to see a webcomic wrap up; on the one hand, it’s a triumphant message, as the creator intended, an underline on a section of life concluded and new adventures begun. On the other hand, my Mondays will be less joyous without Angela Melick’s Wasted Talent cluing me in as to what’s happening in Vancouver, in bikes, in swords, in engineering, in battles for thermostatic supremacy, and in general in her life. I’m grateful for all that she chose to share over the past

    Eleven years, five books. A degree, two co-op jobs and three career jobs, five residences, a marriage and half a dozen broken bones.

    She left out swords, but I’ll take it as well as congratulate Melick on her constant growth and reinvention as a person, as well as her last-two–WT-books Kickstarter (which wraps up in about 30 hours as I write, this, and which just hit the final stretch goal of CAN$60,000 of a CAN$33,000 goal). Look kindly on us from your bike orbiting in the sky¹; thank you for always using your powers for good and for awesome.

  • Know who pretty much invented the reinvention game? Actually, that’s not quite right; Fitzgerald was wrong about their being no second acts² and plenty of people make their livings from constant reinvention — your Madonnas, your Ladies Gaga, etc. But one person invented becoming other people so thoroughly, and switching identities back and forth like your or I would switch clothing³, befuddling and bewildering all who observed from near and far.

    I speak, of course, of the dearly missed (although I suspect nobody 100% truly believes he’s dead, even if most of us are 99.997% sure) Andrew G “Andy” Kaufman. Much has been written about him, many stories have been told by people that knew him, and there’s about to be one more. And who better to tell the story of the self-proclaimed Inter-Gender Wrestling Champion of the World and Fred Blassie interlocutor than wrestling superfan Box Brown?

    In fact, it’s such a great idea that they officially announced it today, in Playboy magazine, no less:

    [W]e’re proud to announce the release, in February 2018, of a graphic novel that revisits Kaufman’s brilliant and tragically short career—a career that thrived audience discomfort, confusion and anger, delivered by a man whose death at 35 is still viewed by some as an extremely slow-burning hoax.

    Author and artist Box Brown, whose book Tetris: The Games People Play came out earlier this year, returns to the biographical chops he displayed in his best-selling book Andre the Giant: Life and Legend.

    Two quick notes:

    1. Although the announcement was in Playboy, the book is from Brown’s regular publisher, :01 Books
    2. In case you’re at work and the filters don’t let you click through to the story (and excerpt pages), point out that Playboy has been SFW for nine months now.

    Some of you (including Brown himself) may be too young to remember Kaufman on Saturday Night Live or Late Night With David Letterman and only experienced him secondhand. Take it from those of us that remember — Kaufman was as weird as you’ve heard and weirder still. It suffused him, it ran from every pore in his body. Crispin Glover on his most bizarre day looked flat out fucking normal next to the living contradiction of Andy Kaufman; he contained more lives running simultaneously than anybody before or since.

    Is This Guy For Real?, written and illustrated by Box Brown, will be released in 2018. Pricing and exact date to be announced.

Spam of the day:

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Godsdammit, people — I’m old, but I’m not that old. Stay off my inbox’s lawn.

¹ Anybody who can achieve escape velocity (approximately 11.2km/sec) on bicycle clearly has powers that dwarf those of mere mortals.

² Then again, I think he was wrong about most things, his writing ability chief among them. Yeah, that’s right, F Scott Fitzgerald is a hack, his books suck, fight me.

³ There’s probably a Final Fantasy game mechanic that resembles taking off one life and putting on another.