speaking of that Rod Serling interview back there, here’s one with the great RS on THE MIKE WALLACE INTERVIEW — in which Wallace can barely hide his contempt — for many many things — and Serling gives no quarter in return.
Fuck anyone that makes you feel like less of an artist for making the art you want to make; fuck ‘em twice if you’re rod serling and mike wallace tries to shame you for… well, for anything.
in my heart you can draw a straight line from this to the mike wallace of THE INSIDER — a company man from start to finish.
“So for the time being, you’ve given up on writing anything important for television.”
I watch this a couple times a year. Keeps fuel in the tank.
“Fuck anyone that makes you feel like less of an artist for making the art you want to make”
Testify, brother Fraction!
Changing a Facebook profile picture for a cause is the kind of thing I never do, but I went all red today. Here’s why:
We are near a cultural tipping point, but we’re not quite at it yet. There are still plenty of kids (and plenty of adults) who still have to put up with plenty of bullshit…
DC Comics has handed the keys to the “Champion of the Oppressed” to a guy who has dedicated himself to oppress me, and my partner, and millions of people like us. It represents a fundamental misread of who the character is, and what he means.
It is dispiriting. It is wearying. It is also, finally, not for me.
One of the other nicknames that accrued to Superman right away – that predates “Man of Steel” by a good amount – is “The Man of Tomorrow.” And much of his early iconography bears a distinctive Socio-Realist, Diego Rivera vibe: a lot of burnished golden sunrises, eyes raised to the horizon, gazing into the future.
Because that’s where he lives, Superman. And that’s what he says to us: We can do better. We can be better, to ourselves, and to each other.
Hey, DC Comics? Be better.
Glen Weldon perfectly explains why giving Superman to a virulent homophobe goes against everything the character stands for.