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- Sep 4, 2019
@FROG, who is perhaps mindful of the widening gulf separating the present day from the early 2020 launch of his campaign for the, as yet unfulfilled, Cyberfrog 2: Rekt Planet, especially when measured against the patience of his backers and the average lifespan of a non-cybernetic frog (four to fifteen years according to Google - obviously the frogs who live to celebrate their Quinceañero/Quinceañera are fully-vaccinated) has happened upon an ingenious method of slowing down time down to a crawl. On occasions, it seems that he also has the ability to make time inch backwards, in a manner similar to the conclusion of the first Superman movie, where the titular hero employed the dark arts of necromancy to resurrect Lois Lane.
How has the Buddha of New Jersey achieved what so-called scientists claim should not be possible? Through an endless recycling of his turgid ruminations on the culture war within the comics industry, and the expansion of these themes into a kind of somnolent 'state of America address' that is frequently Bidenesque in its confused tedium. Calling these speculative ramblings a rant, implies an energy that is noticeably absent. While Van Sciver can be terrifically entertaining when he pulls his finger out of whatever pie he is in the process of molesting, recently in his streams, he sounds like Alex Jones with mono. He is sometimes joined by an ad hoc Justice League of elderly comic professionals who, alarmingly, given their age and comorbidities, represent the likely future of the industry after the dust settles. This moaning gestalt/balding Greek chorus is capable of perorating at excruciating length on the state of the US, the war against Christianity, etc. For a movement with a stated goal of damping down on politics in comics, its inner council have done a poor job of preventing it from seeping into livestreams where it is taking some of the shine off. Of late, I have been quietly closing the door and leaving the old men to set the world to rights in peace.
Even fans of bullet time must be having their patience tested by the P.T. Barnum of ComicsGate, Jeff Hicks', campaign for 'Wokebusters', which at the time of writing has dragged itself within reach of the 6,000 buck mark and is 29% funded. Hicks' bout of fundraising impotence, following the inexplicably well-funded relaunch of the cultural embarrassment that is Stealing Solo, appears to have its origins in a delayed disillusionment by his former supporters, his spotty fulfilment of the aforementioned project and failure to respond to customer emails, his decision to launch the campaign during the Christmas period (where people traditionally spend their money on things that they are likely to receive before the 25th December) and the concept of the book itself, which is like something the special needs kid at school would come up with and be disproportionately proud of.
Currently, physical copies of 'Wokebusters' and its associated perks are only shipping to the US. Jeff is clearly aware that his best hope of achieving full funding for his wretched project lies in the global market. In the Indiegogo discussion thread for the book, he has been threatening to come up with a way of broadening distribution so that everyone, no matter where they are in the world, will be able to obtain a physical copy. It is hard to see how he will be able to bankroll shipping outside of the States, even if 'Wokebusters' (a 50 page book plus magnets/tubs of slime, etc) does stagger past its $20,000 target. It bears mentioning that, currently, no one has shelled-out for the $1500 tier that would see them drawn into the story. Even the leadership of North Korea would regard this as too severe a punishment.
The cultural anomalies that allowed people like Hicks to profit from crowdfunding in comics are being smoothed out as the ground settles underfoot. His career which, under normal circumstances, would have peaked in the Wal Mart toy aisle, is evaporating like a puddle of giraffe piss in the weedy parking lot of a former ToysRUs. The debacle of the original Stealing Solo - a campaign that foundered on a combination of the retardation and laziness of its creator - has manifested in karmic retribution, casting him as an online peg-warmer - the Rey action figure of ComicsGate gate, doomed to occupy the bottom of a wire basket lined with unsold copies of 'Red Rooster', buried beneath an avalanche of on-sale Rose Tico merchandise.
Given that this book may well be Hick's final grift (though I wouldn't put it past him to put out 'Raiders of the Lost Cuck' in response to Indiana Jones 5) it will be interesting to see what he does with the money if he fails to meet his funding goal, since Indiegogo allows creators to keep whatever they raise.
How has the Buddha of New Jersey achieved what so-called scientists claim should not be possible? Through an endless recycling of his turgid ruminations on the culture war within the comics industry, and the expansion of these themes into a kind of somnolent 'state of America address' that is frequently Bidenesque in its confused tedium. Calling these speculative ramblings a rant, implies an energy that is noticeably absent. While Van Sciver can be terrifically entertaining when he pulls his finger out of whatever pie he is in the process of molesting, recently in his streams, he sounds like Alex Jones with mono. He is sometimes joined by an ad hoc Justice League of elderly comic professionals who, alarmingly, given their age and comorbidities, represent the likely future of the industry after the dust settles. This moaning gestalt/balding Greek chorus is capable of perorating at excruciating length on the state of the US, the war against Christianity, etc. For a movement with a stated goal of damping down on politics in comics, its inner council have done a poor job of preventing it from seeping into livestreams where it is taking some of the shine off. Of late, I have been quietly closing the door and leaving the old men to set the world to rights in peace.
Even fans of bullet time must be having their patience tested by the P.T. Barnum of ComicsGate, Jeff Hicks', campaign for 'Wokebusters', which at the time of writing has dragged itself within reach of the 6,000 buck mark and is 29% funded. Hicks' bout of fundraising impotence, following the inexplicably well-funded relaunch of the cultural embarrassment that is Stealing Solo, appears to have its origins in a delayed disillusionment by his former supporters, his spotty fulfilment of the aforementioned project and failure to respond to customer emails, his decision to launch the campaign during the Christmas period (where people traditionally spend their money on things that they are likely to receive before the 25th December) and the concept of the book itself, which is like something the special needs kid at school would come up with and be disproportionately proud of.
Currently, physical copies of 'Wokebusters' and its associated perks are only shipping to the US. Jeff is clearly aware that his best hope of achieving full funding for his wretched project lies in the global market. In the Indiegogo discussion thread for the book, he has been threatening to come up with a way of broadening distribution so that everyone, no matter where they are in the world, will be able to obtain a physical copy. It is hard to see how he will be able to bankroll shipping outside of the States, even if 'Wokebusters' (a 50 page book plus magnets/tubs of slime, etc) does stagger past its $20,000 target. It bears mentioning that, currently, no one has shelled-out for the $1500 tier that would see them drawn into the story. Even the leadership of North Korea would regard this as too severe a punishment.
The cultural anomalies that allowed people like Hicks to profit from crowdfunding in comics are being smoothed out as the ground settles underfoot. His career which, under normal circumstances, would have peaked in the Wal Mart toy aisle, is evaporating like a puddle of giraffe piss in the weedy parking lot of a former ToysRUs. The debacle of the original Stealing Solo - a campaign that foundered on a combination of the retardation and laziness of its creator - has manifested in karmic retribution, casting him as an online peg-warmer - the Rey action figure of ComicsGate gate, doomed to occupy the bottom of a wire basket lined with unsold copies of 'Red Rooster', buried beneath an avalanche of on-sale Rose Tico merchandise.
Given that this book may well be Hick's final grift (though I wouldn't put it past him to put out 'Raiders of the Lost Cuck' in response to Indiana Jones 5) it will be interesting to see what he does with the money if he fails to meet his funding goal, since Indiegogo allows creators to keep whatever they raise.
