haverholm
I used to make comics. I know that because strangers would look at my work and immediately share their most excruciatingly banal experiences with me:
— that time a motorised wheelchair cut in front of them in the line at the supermarket;
— when the dentist pulled the wrong tooth and they tried to get a discount;
— eating off an apple and finding half a worm in it;
every anecdote rounded of with a triumphant “You should make a comic about that!”
Then I would take my 300 pages graphic novel out of their hands, both of us knowing full well they weren’t going to buy it, and I’d smile politely, “Yeah, sure. Someday.”
“Don’t try to cheat me out of my royalties when you publish it,” they would guffaw and walk away to grant comics creator status onto their next victim.
Nowadays I make work that feels even more truly like comics to me than that almost twenty years old graphic novel. Collage-y, abstract stuff that breaks all the rules just begging to be broken. Linear narrative is ashes settling in my trails, montage stretched thin and warping in new, interesting directions.
I teach comics techniques at a university level based in my current work. I even make an infrequent podcast talking to other avantgarde artists about their work in the same field.
Still, sometimes at night my subconscious whispers the truth in my ear: Nobody ever insists I turn their inane bullshit nonevents into comics these days, and while I am a happier, more balanced person as a result of that, I guess that means I don’t make comics any longer after all.
We haven’t had a lot of that in 60+ years, have we? They met their former incarnations on several occasions, but not the same actor to the same degree.
OTOH I can only recall the Third Doctor trying to fix the TARDIS when Jo and his future self appeared in the doorway all of a sudden?
Ooh, that looks like a proper holiday romp. I’m still a little vague on who Joy is, so am expecting her to be a key to the plot somehow.
But the Doctor lassoing stuff from a moving train? Silurians and other dinosaurs? Keep it coming!
“Ghost town” = Not driven to oversharing by algorithms.
“getting shit” = nobody wanting to listen to a youtuber’s outrage bait.
It must be confusing to log into the fediverse straight off of Youtube, though. “Why aren’t people compulsively clicking and subscribing to everything? How am I not being recommended radicalising posts by conspiracy theorists and terror organisations within five clicks?”
“Honey, this is Mastodon”
<switches to Blooskie>
“Ah, much better!”
Interesting piece, didn’t know about iOS stealth apps, and the ages of the accused certainly makes the news stand out —
— but can we talk about that hilariously bad “AI” generated picture they chose to illustrate it? That disembodied hand left of centre holding up the “iPhone”?
WHO WAS PHONE? 😄
This whole argument seems to be constructed as a buildup to the strenuous pun about masons bricking stuff. Get it? Masons are bricklayers?
Even if it’s an elaborate joke and not a psychiatric issue — man, it needs work.
The Register failed in their due diligence by not clarifying from the beginning that this is a different Matrix chat than the open standard. They amended the mistake with an update to the post (quoted here in OP), but that is placed at the end of an article that not everybody is going to read all the way through.
IMHO this needs a rewrite to make clear from the outset that the Matrix protocol and matrix.org are not affiliated with the criminal chat service. As it stands, even with the correction, it looks like character assassination of a perfectly legal open source project.