Rob Liefeld vs. Scott Snyder, re: Batman
Apparently Rob Liefeld and Scott Snyder are having an e-pissing contest on who's the better Batman.
Bleeding Cool brings the goods.
More details courtesy of
( Rob Liefeld Insults Everyone )
As with most television fandoms, once a show is over and finished, there are people from fandom who move on. It's much like having a gift that you love for several years but you have to return it after that set period of years. You return all the Good Fic, all the fun show discussions and conversations, and wonderful graphics. After the show, several years after the show, fandom becomes extremely watered down into Bad Fic, discussions that are repetitive, and more bad graphics than good graphics.
People take offense to this analysis. Here's where the wank comes in.
( Wank 1 - March 6, 2011 )
You'd think that it'd end there but it didn't. People were fighting and arguing and would continue to do so until this, the last comment in the shot. That's a mod and up until now, everything's been about badfic. Then, shit got personal:
( Personal wank that got comments deleted. )
That was really the calm before the storm.
( Wank 2 - March 15, 2011 )
She wants the mods to take down her post so that she can alter history and pretend that none of it happened. Um, sorry. Wank doesn't work that way. It gets saved and posted on
fandom_wank.
Summary: badfic is badfic and not art,
petulant2u is the crusader for all badfic everywhere (including her own), mods at
getithere will ban you if you troll the place, people who are butt hurt will publicly cry in their journals to their friends list who will always defend their idiocy, and Queer as Folk continues to be a fandom that has to hunt for any kind of quality fic. Tragic but true. Kudos to the mods for leaving the wank up!
Edit: Screenshots to her Twitter and locked posts to come!
[Picture removed. Irrelevant to wank.]
"So ivorygates and synecdochic made up a bunch of crazy Southern relatives, and the "Fuck Canon, Fanon Makes More Sense, Dammit" club (meetings on alternate Tuesdays, free t-shirts at the recruiting tables, bring your own beer but the cookies are free) firmly believes that "Kansas, my ass" is the best way to approach Cameron Mitchell's home life, and, well, there should be more fic about these people!
Not necessarily a shared-continuity set of stories -- use as much or as little as you'd like -- but a shared-character-list and a place for people to build a shared-world. Grab a Mitchell and start writing. Resistance is futile! You will be assimilated. And probably baked for."
Hello,
I'm writing on behalf of the 2009 Octocon Committee. I am the Co-Chair.
Due to your behaviour at the convention some time ago and your online behaviour earlier this year we have come to the unfortunate decision to ban you from this convention. We believe that your attitude towards us has been far to aggressive both online and in the past at the convention.
This matter is not open for discussion and we will not enter into any online discussion regarding this nor will we discuss this with any other persons. This decision is final.
We are deeply saddened by this as this is the first time a committee has had to ban someone. We will of course will refund your money; if you reply to me with your address I will forward this onto you as soon as possible.
Regards,
Nichola Hannigan
In less good news my email is currently buzzing with the news that my good friend Pádraig Ó Méalóid has apparently been banned from the convention. I know that Pádraig has been rather critical of the Octocon committee this year, and perhaps rather more aggressive about it than he should have been, but I know my fan history well enough to remember that banning people from conventions rarely ends well. The right way to deal with one’s critics is to prove them wrong by running a great event.
Octocon’s PR has the ears of the world at the moment, it would be a good time to explain what is going on, because in the absence of such, things will only get worse.
Somehow, Warhammer-adjacent wank just ends up funnier than the fans' own wank. It's like a rare and delicate flower by comparison. This one's vintage, aged one year (like cheap yet delicious wine) and doubles as an early shower of TV Tropes naming wank, foreshadowing the great renaming splooge-hurricane to come.
The story begins in a magical place called "You Know, That Thing Where..."-land, where young tropes are born. Unfortunately, the parents can't decide on a name for their newest trope. "Bullet Barrage" was suggested first, but then "More Dakka" gains supporters.
One heretic user objects strenuously.
added: 2008-07-02 13:19:35 by Cosmetor
No, the strangeness of the trope name is obscuring and distracting. Let's try to be comprehensible, people. Write for the readers.
added: 2008-07-02 13:33:51 by LargeBluntObject
7 votes (including mine) for More Dakka, 5 for Bullet Barrage... da Orks have it. WAAAAAAAGH LAUNCH TIME!
The dramatis personae introduced, the wank begins in earnest. (For those who don't have two hours to lose to the Site That Will Eat Your Mind, quotes:)
Working Title: More Dakka: From YKTTW
Stupid Flame WarCosmetor: Okay... you launched the trope prematurely, miscounted the votes, and created an empty page. That's three strikes against it. Large Blunt Object: Stop shoving your damn butthurt in everyone's face, it's disgusting. Your little TV TROPES IS SERIOUS BUSINESS crusade fell apart, get over it.[...]
tl;dr: Piss off, nobody cares. ( Come away, come away, down the rabbit hole we go )Direct links to tropes included, because I'm evil like that.