With the third year of this site kicking off in January, I’m forced to look back and think: what a terrible idea this all was.
But that’s not the whole story. Say what you want about the blog itself, working on it improved my communication skills and it’s taught me things which I’ve applied to my day job, with profitable results.
Everything is connected. And it’s with that fact in mind that I put together these three reasons why you should never read my blog. I’m doing this because I care about you.
3. I’m kind of a dick.
I began this site wanting to cultivate a friendly, welcoming tone that might ultimately persuade skeptics to watch Fist of the North Star. Many of those posts now give me douche chills so I’ve deleted them.
Blogging became more fun when I stopped trying to be a calm expert and started trying to give voice to the emotional enthusiasm I get when I really like something. A side effect of this existential probing is increased impulsiveness and abrasiveness in my writing.
Let’s not mischaracterize it: being a dick keeps me blogging without getting bored. I called the Head of Marketing & Acquisitions at MangaUK a cunt, for chrissakes. AND HE APOLOGIZED TO ME FOR IT.
2. I like comics that aren’t about superheros or transgendered robotic muffin princesses from the future.
Alright, I haven’t written about comics often. But I endeavor to do it more going into 2012. It’s intimidating as hell. Joseph “Jog” McCulloch sets the bar too damn high.
I’m doomed to failure, as there’s not much of an audience for comics discussion that goes beyond the gender politics of Power Girl’s tit cleavage or glorified ad copy about what a consummate master Tezuka is for deconstructing his reconstructions.
I’m stunned my review of a Franco-Belgian horror comic gets daily hits, often from search engines. It’s not a testament to my writing skill, but to how little has been written on the subject in English. That comic kicks ass and it’s actively in print in North America! I guess there isn’t a requisite movie tie-in to generate mainstream interest. And no underage nudity for the otaku.
1. I do everything wrong.
To write respectably, you’re supposed to nuance and weaken every point you make, and disguise your preferences with academic language to seem more objective.
To be a good blogger you need a modicum of civility. For example, don’t shit on your audience.
If you blog about anime, you’re supposed to hang out with pre-teens at anime conventions, even though you’re 25, everything is cheaper when you buy it online, and otaku smell bad.
If you like comics, everything at the end of the day is supposed to go back to your nostalgic love of superhero comics, and how that childhood fire only dims with time as your hobby inevitably slides into the pathetic matter of simply collecting comics for the hell of it.
You’re not supposed to like anime without liking video games more.
And if you blog about manga, by god you’re supposed to hail every Vertical title as a must-own product for manga connoisseurs such as yourself.
I do none of these things. I don’t take this blog seriously, and I’m a hack.
You probably shouldn’t visit in 2012.








