Adrift in the Vaudevillian Now

Started work on the new thing and it's terrifying and wonderful, often in the same moment and it just feels right.

Thinking: Of the memories awash in media theory that constituted my days of writing the first book, COMICS FOR FILM, GAMES, AND ANIMATION (proud of the book, hate the title), one set stands apart: fandoms – fanBASEs. Recognition that we are now (more so than ever before) in the fanbase era of politics, that The Malignancy stokes those fires – indeed, thrives in the toxic flames of the worst of the lot in his scorched earth bastardization of representative governance –, that argument is no longer discourse but a means to demonstrate expertise and to never, ever be wrong – coins in the slot machines of a reactionary now..

For better or for worse, candidates that fail to recognize the unique fandom moment of this vaudevillian now are doomed — Harris being only the latest exceptionally qualified candidate – who had best be at the top of everyone's AG list to rid the department of the stain of Barr's blatant corruption in the post-Malignancy era – to fall to the abyss of dispassion and indifference.

Note that I realize that this realization of mine is probably one of those "no shit, Sherlock" moments but oh well — nor am I saying that fandom is a bad thing; it, like anything of value or of good, can be manipulated and weaponized towards the fulfillment of nefarious ends — this is where my thoughts are this morning and this is the time in which they are expunged, tick-tock (what a great episode of WATCHMEN on Sunday)... The day awaits.