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[Woke Blue Muttlema]

> being Ren
> winning

pick one bitch.

 

[damian]

We’ve got another one:

https://junkyard-lambs.tumblr.com/post/179433552864/jd-faith-junkyard-lambs-and-metoo https://archive.fo/4hLW7
JD Faith, Junkyard Lambs, and #MeToo
TW: Sexual assault and abuse

I have decided to share my experiences with JD Faith anonymously for several reasons. I believe it is a moral imperative to make abusive men known in their communities, and this is especially true in industries like comics that rely primarily on freelance labor—women in creative fields don’t have the safety net of a human resources department to turn to, and men in creative fields often exploit the lack of accountability and structure their work entails. While I believe wholeheartedly in forgiveness, I also believe in the responsibility we all have to hold abusive men accountable for their actions. This has become even more pertinent given the publication of Joshua’s work Junkyard Lambs—a work that draws directly from my own life experiences, without my consent.

From 2014 to 2016, I lived in Portland, Oregon with Joshua aka JD Faith. When we met in 2014, we had both just moved to the city, lived down the street from each other, and didn’t really know anybody. We met at a bar and hit it off—so much so that we quickly became each other’s best friends. The friendship built when he’d come over and work on Virgil—I modeled for some of the action shots, and we bonded over favorite music and movies. The friendship turned into a relationship—albeit a flawed one—but the problems seemed small enough that we could work through them.

Of course, what I considered to be minor problems should have been major red flags. After romantic potential became clear, but before we started dating, Josh told me that he “didn’t want to settle” for me. When we went out, he would compare me to other girls and tell me I’d be more attractive if I looked like them. He had a tendency to snap and get angry at me for nothing, too—but he always apologized and promised to be better. One day he was so angry that he balled his fist and hurled it at me, stopping just short of my face. He was shaking and grimacing as he melodramatically pulled his fist back but left it hovering a few inches away from my chin. I flinched away and promised that we would be done if he ever did it again.

Despite this incident and the other warning signs, things progressed. For the first year of our relationship, these problems faded, or I ignored them, and we were mostly happy. Things changed when Josh stopped working and couldn’t pay his rent. We’d been together for a year and already spent every day together, so he moved into my tiny Portland apartment and promised to split my $600 share of rent once he started getting comic work again.

Portland was already more expensive than I could afford, and with the responsibility of supporting Josh, the financial pressure eroded my mental and physical health. He never regained his income, and I learned that this was not an unlucky break as he’d consistently presented it. In fact, he was actively turning down jobs and income as I worked two full time jobs, plus part-time freelancing and donating plasma, in order to pay our rent, buy our groceries, and cover our bills. He stayed at home and played video games while I worked 16-hour days, but when I tried to explain how unsustainable this was, he told me I was cruel for making him feel like a burden.

It was around this time that sex changed and became more violent. If I ever made a request for my own physical safety and comfort, he ignored it or deliberately did the opposite. At one point, in the midst of consensual sex, he initiated a different painful sex act by asking “are you ready?” I was confused and asked “ready for what?” Without warning, I was in agony, begging him to stop. “It’ll only take a minute,” he said, and kept going.

Joshua habitually demanded sex at times when I couldn’t accommodate. When I was freelancing with a tight deadline and requested that he not bother me, he would interrupt and tell me I had to provide sex “or else"—though these threats were made playfully, when I didn’t comply, the joke was over and he became violent and angry. For a long time, it felt normal when he told me "you have to.” It felt normal when he couldn’t have sex without a violent or nonconsensual pretense. It felt normal when he did things to my body that I explicitly asked him not to. It felt normal that we only had sex when I didn’t want to.

Another time he initiated sex, I told him no, used the safe word, told him no again. He got on top of me and proceeded anyways. I cried afterwards and he asked me to be quiet so he could sleep. I tried to talk to him about it the following evening when I got home from work. Explaining why it felt so terrible was difficult when I couldn’t fathom using the word rape to describe the act—still, I told him: I didn’t want to have sex last night. He said I’d indicated otherwise. He told me my no’s didn’t sound serious. I was insistent until he finally wore me down and I accepted that it’d all been a big miscommunication.

He turned it into a joke and said that I should spread false rape accusations to get him publicity and boost his career. He joked that a rape accusation would at least make him known in the comics industry, so it might be a smart move. Still unable to accept the events as rape, I agreed with the ridiculousness of these suggestions, and somehow that night’s events faded into a joke.

His abuse permeated every part of my life. He encouraged me not to eat, and I lost 60 pounds. I talked about going to grad school, and he told me I “should probably just stick to an office job.” He once threw a PS4 controller at my face, and I still flinch in fear at objects in my periphery. If ever I questioned his behavior or objected to the way he treated me, he knew exactly what to say. He cried and turned on a façade of timidity—the only side friends and acquaintances ever see. “I don’t know why you want to make me feel like a monster,” he’d say. “I don’t understand why you love fighting so much.” “You know I didn’t mean to make you upset, so why are you making me feel bad?” “It just feels like you don’t love me anymore.”

On June 7th 2016, he threw a punch that stopped just short of my face. This time, I bought him a train ticket home and told him to move out. For the better part of a year, he’d made me believe that he would be homeless if I didn’t support him, and I was selfish for asking him to contribute financially. He made me feel like I was cruel for asking that he treat me better. Worst of all, he convinced me that I truly had no other options—that living with and supporting him was my only choice in life.

Joshua continues to violate my consent to this day—his comic Junkyard Lambs features a protagonist working two jobs in addition to donating plasma. In one of the opening scenes, she is turned away from donating because her blood pressure is too high. This is, in fact, an event lifted directly from my experiences. I might not be so violated by Joshua’s inclusion of this were it not for the context. I was donating plasma and working two jobs to support both of us while he refused to work.

Contrary to the way Josh has characterized me, I am not evil or crazy or vengeful. It has been over two years since we broke up, and I have no motive to share these experiences beyond a sincere hope that holding one man accountable can contribute to making creative spaces like comics a safer environment for women. This can only be accomplished when men who harm women are named and their abuse is exposed.

 

[Intelligent Calcium]

Had to look up who that even is so in the interest of anyone else inclined to google him:

And since his best known comic doesn't have a Wikipedia page, here's the first Amazon review which seems informative enough:

 

[RockVolnutt]

Have people been paying attention to Joe Quesada? I don't remember these getting posted when they happened but he seems to have a thing going with Renfamous which might raise some questions considering his position at Marvel.

https://archive.is/b2Ghl
https://archive.is/htT87

 

[damian]

 

[Starscreams Cape]

Have people been paying attention to Joe Quesada? I don't remember these getting posted when they happened but he seems to have a thing going with Renfamous which might raise some questions considering his position at Marvel.

https://archive.is/b2Ghl
https://archive.is/htT87

Damn...

Does someone want to tell Joe that just by virtue of his position he doesn't have to settle for the internet equivalent of a Waffle House waitress? Joe, even you can pull better pussy than that, scro!

 

[RodgerDodger]

Had to look up who that even is so in the interest of anyone else inclined to google him:
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And since his best known comic doesn't have a Wikipedia page, here's the first Amazon review which seems informative enough:
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Gee, imagine that. A guy who’s best known work is a “queersploitation revenge tale” is in fact a violent deviant sex abuser. How could anyone have possibly seen that coming?

Yep, the art does in fact reflect and inform the artist. With that said let’s never forget that Joe Quesada’s means of introducing Wolverine’s clone/daughter X-23 to the Marvel Comics was as a mute 13 year old drugged up child prostitution/sex slave who specialized in “rough trade”, for the discriminating customer who liked to brutally beat up children and wanted a Virgin every time! (It’s the little details that bring the character to life) Like some weird Jeffrey Epstein fantasy. Way to go Joey Q! Anyone want to bet what sorts of (underage) skeletons are in Joe’s closet? (Gee, wouldn’t that explain Heather Anton’s and Sana Amanatt?)

 

[One Man Bland]

Joe Quesada’s means of introducing Wolverine’s clone/daughter X-23 to the Marvel Comics was as a mute 13 year old drugged up child prostitution/sex slave who specialized in “rough trade”, for the discriminating customer who liked to brutally beat up children and wanted a Virgin every time! (It’s the little details that bring the character to life)

What the fuck, that wasn’t just a /co/ shit post?

 

[Buck Mullet]

We’ve got another one:

https://junkyard-lambs.tumblr.com/post/179433552864/jd-faith-junkyard-lambs-and-metoo https://archive.fo/4hLW7
JD Faith, Junkyard Lambs, and #MeToo
TW: Sexual assault and abuse

Is it just me who finds it hard to muster up sympathy for a "victim" when there are no children or marriage vows involved? I've not been the best boyfriend ever, but no woman I ever dated or co-habitated with would have put up with a fraction of that shit for very long before saying "we need to talk..." and given me the ultimatum of getting my shit together or the boot.

 

[Francis York Morgan]

Have people been paying attention to Joe Quesada? I don't remember these getting posted when they happened but he seems to have a thing going with Renfamous which might raise some questions considering his position at Marvel.

https://archive.is/b2Ghl
https://archive.is/htT87

Glad I'm not the only one who has noticed this. Ren is not in comics and is a nobody on the cosplay scene. It's something worth taking a closer look at.

 

[RodgerDodger]

What the fuck, that wasn’t just a /co/ shit post?

Nope! It was Joe Quesada’s Magnum opus “NYX” which he thankfully abandoned unfinished after 4 issues. X-23 was a drugged up, self cutting, 13 year old Catholic School Girl dressed sex slave/hooker specializing in rough trade and those who had a kink for virgin school girls because she always healed. (You do the math.)

There be some really really fucked up people running Marvel.

 

[Least Concern]

To be fair, I think that's kind of an interesting premise if it were done right, as drugged-up teenage prostitutes are definitely a real-world problem. But the Catholic school girl bit, plus the Sailor Moon-length skirt on that cover (if a kid showed up for class at a Catholic school with a skirt that short, she'd be sent home at best), kinda puts it over the top in terms of skeevyness.

 

[RodgerDodger]

To be fair, I think that's kind of an interesting premise if it were done right, as drugged-up teenage prostitutes are definitely a real-world problem. But the Catholic school girl bit, plus the Sailor Moon-length skirt on that cover (if a kid showed up for class at a Catholic school with a skirt that short, she'd be sent home at best), kinda puts it over the top in terms of skeevyness.

That’s just a cover. Here’s some interior work. You may need a shower. Once again 13!

I think this was the first reveal panel as “Wolverette” in comics.

Does anybody wonder why we are seeing these sudden real world stories of perversion and abuse from the industry? Do note he abandoned writing this because he was promoted to Editor in Chief and never got back to it.

 

[AnOminous]

Nope! It was Joe Quesada’s Magnum opus “NYX” which he thankfully abandoned unfinished after 4 issues. X-23 was a drugged up, self cutting, 13 year old Catholic School Girl dressed sex slave/hooker specializing in rough trade and those who had a kink for virgin school girls because she always healed. (You do the math.)

So how long before a #metoo on Joe Quesada? I knew there was a reason that bitch was so woke.

 

[Water-T]

Called it.

http://www.comicsbeat.com/dc-officially-cancels-border-town-following-allegations-against-writer/

Bonvillian and Villalobos were just jumping a ship they knew was going to sink and tried pass it off like they were making some huge sacrifice.

 

[damian]

Called it.

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http://www.comicsbeat.com/dc-officially-cancels-border-town-following-allegations-against-writer/

Bonvillian and Villalobos were just jumping a ship they knew was going to sink and tried pass it off like they were making some huge sacrifice.

Tango Down.

 

[AnOminous]

Tango Down.

Where are the mourners of this woke classic, that just last week was going to save all of civilization?

 

[kcbbq]

Where are the mourners of this woke classic, that just last week was going to save all of civilization?

What? No comic called Border Something ever existed. Stop being racist by inferring that all brown woke men are rapists.

 

[Jub-Jub]

Something, something now women can feel safe in comic shops.

Tango Down.

RIP in peace the next Stan Lee. Now who will be the next, next Stan Lee and can they last more than a week?

 

[damian]

That’s just a cover. Here’s some interior work. You may need a shower. Once again 13!

I think this was the first reveal panel as “Wolverette” in comics.

Does anybody wonder why we are seeing these sudden real world stories of perversion and abuse from the industry? Do note he abandoned writing this because he was promoted to Editor in Chief and never got back to it.

Don’t forget about Quesadilla making a self-insert character for his daughter and having her character date Peter Parker (his self-insert).

Something, something now women can feel safe in comic shops.

Let’s be honest as long as comic stores have comics in them, no woman will ever feel safe in them.