Here’s a comic I drew that will be published in Prophet at some point in the future. It’s written by Sean Witzke, and colored by Sloane Leong(the best company I could ask to collaborate with, follow them already).
This was so fun to make. Prophet is my all out favorite monthly comic, and I’m honored and excited to be printed alongside such inspiring work.
EDIT: Much thanks to Jared Lewis who did color-flatting for it. Flatters go unsung way too often. It’s capital w WORK, and besides Jared is somebody you should definitely be looking into.
— Matt Seneca (Comic Books Are Burning in Hell)
because if you’re looking for credit, you’re just going to find 2 billion reposts without credit on pinterest, weheartit, tumblr and other image blogs. ugh.
The Silence Has Fallen.
(This is actually day three of Joey not realizing his friends are all pinecones. He is not a smart hedgehog.)
Anonymous said: I'm not trying to be a jerk, but why are you so worked up over the GamerGate douches? There will always be men who look for any excuse to harass women. It's not right and it needs to be stopped, but it's much larger than GamerGate. I'm not disagreeing with your stance on being anti-harassment....I guess I'm just curious why GamerGate in particular has you so upset? (I hope that's not confrotational....I'm just genuinely curious.)
It’s not confrontational, Zodiac Killer— I obviously have a very weird dirtbag energy where that stuff is concerned (especially because I don’t want to clutter people’s dashes so I’m always just sort of erupting in “and another thing!" after ingesting a LOT of this stuff, more than I want to admit to). I guess part of it is having seen it go from the very start because it started at a time when I was looking at twitter a lot to keep up with Ferguson. And just seeing it go on and on from there, all the times I thought it was finished and it lurched back to life to attack more women like a horror movie slasher… I feel pretty invested just in wanting to see the whole life of the thing…?
Any other world event is too horrifying for words, so it’s a comparatively lower-stakes mental thing, to hide from having to think about cops murdering people or folks getting beheaded. (And a lot of that stuff, I just can’t talk about as openly for all kinds of different reasons, not least of which is I probably all the time think all kinds of things that young tumblr moppet people would probably find pretty pretty offensive— I mean, I don’t even feel comfortable talking about Gone Girl that much, and that’s a movie about made-up people… )
There’s the “the nerds are the bad guys now” part. The “the nerds won; oh god yuck" aspect. Like, I used to wish people liked comics more and now i can’t go to the movies without them all being about dumb-ass Thor or whatever, and people screeching at ladies who give those movies bad reviews, and it’s terrible. I have a certain fascination with watching people become bullies and justify their behavior with how the “jocks" treated them in high school (p.s. nobody cared they existed in high school)…
There’s some personal stuff— I’ve read some of the victims for years, people they’re attacking based on one whole thing they’ve written. Or look, I very much know that experience of writing something and having people yell about something that doesn’t resemble what you wrote. All the cretins who think arguing You As a Person is a vital way of disagreeing with you. I know specifically what happens if you try to write about how nerdy media trades in sexist imagery and constantly celebrates violence towards women. So with gamergate, these are people who do something I admire (better than I’d have done it, with a couple of them), getting a very-worst-case nightmare scenario treatment for months. If you write about nerdy crap on the internet, you probably have plenty of moments of “why am I even bothering I should get as far from these fucking people as my little legs will take me" but you dust yourself off and you do it anyways because you’re a weirdo and what else are you going to do, your laundry? So to see a massive "don’t bother with these gross people fucking run RUN" play out at this scale (and people keep going anyways and refusing to quit) is … hard to describe in words.
And yeah, there’s probably something in there that’s reflecting something about me that I hate about myself. I’m a person who has hyper-obsessed about nerdy crap in my life, and often has cared more about nerdy nonsense than I do about people’s feelings (and would probably make most of the same choices again because I don’t really have the “making people feel good about themselves is the ultimate thing that matters" parts that normal people probably have). I’m a lousy crappy guy in a lot of ways. I even get why they don’t like certain kinds of think pieces, because even though I happen to like that kind of think piece quite a bit, I do have a certain suspicion about people who don’t seem very in touch with their own vulnerability. All the internet writing the premise of which is "I’m the good guy now let me tell you cretins how to be more like me"…? All the people who think they’re the Good People— all the hyper-defensive people on the internet who make “not all men" jokes or whatever. Anyways, so I guess some part of me looks at those people and it’s like looking in a circus mirror. (I think the difference being… For me, finding out how I’m a piece of shit is usually pretty fun because… I’m trying to have a human experience of life, and see getting older as a series of humbling events— I’m not trying to “win” anything, or I’m hoping I’m trying to “win” less, at least. Whereas those folks are trying to win— they’re on some hero shit…)
I don’t know. Plus, goddamn, those people are grade-a nuts. (There’s a couple folks who I really genuinely no-joke believe should be on some kind of Snowden-y watch list— people who think they’re in the middle of a military operation, like they never 100% came home from Nam and video game journalism ethics is their First Blood Part One or whatever). I’ve spent no small amount of time in my life gawking at weirdos on the internet and this is some kinda apex, these are the apex predators of internet weirdos. There’s a Jezebel article explaining how they operate like a hate group and it’s like… Watching a hate movement juxtaposed with, like, video games…? *video games?* Other instances of men being terrible aren’t going to have that level of ludicrousness to them— they’re just going to be terrible, not terrible and bone-deep ridiculous. (Especially If you go deep and look at who they are when they’re not gamergating, it’s a whole world of ludicrous sadness, some of these peoples’ lives). So even though I hate these people, in a very real way— I wish these people bad things in life, I do enjoy it as a confirmation of my overall worldview of the world being a relentlessly absurd place…