Considering the genesys of the comic creator in the wake of Corona Virus lockdowns and the #GreatReset
July, 2021
Here we are at the start of a new decade. I say start, because, let’s face it, last year was cancelled by the powers that be. Definitely an example of Cancel Culture having gone too far!
Personally I myself have only lived in two decades, really.
What do I mean by this? I am 36 this year (37 if you include the year taken away by global government for the Great Reset ((what is the great reset? well, it’s just a conspiracy theory. Don’t trouble yourself thinking about it)). I fully intend to use this fact to shave a year off my age for the rest of my life now that I’m old AF. It doesn’t actually help me though, as everybody else can technically do the same thing, according to my rules which I just made up).
The eighties passed me by, though I remember the toys being awesome, but I think that was mostly from later on – 2nd hand, if you like. The President was called Rockin’ Ronnie Raygun, and that is awesome. Somebody took a shot at him, and George Bush (the older one) absolutely had nothing to do with it although he was next in line to be prez.
The mid-late 90s genuinely seems to have been a blissful time, even though Slick Billy was president, and he was a crazy guy. It was kinda like the sixties, but without Vietnam and the music was actually good. Of course I was miserable as a surly teenager but the films and TV were awesome!
The early 2000s, by contrast, hardly seems like a proper decade at all. Terror in the US of A fuelled widespread paranoia and announced that the Good Times were officially over. The X-files was over. Even the Simpsons was not good any more.
I turned 18 and George Bush (the younger one) started a war or two. “Landfill indie” was the music of the day. Tony B. Liar was the midwife to this decayed decade, then quit for Brown. Not for nothing do we call this decade “The Zeroes.”
The teens / tens was when we saw the rise of the internet age to full maturity (immaturity??). I finally finished a masters degree and fecked off to Brighton. Not even a real decade. Failure! Next!!
“Kill Bill”
“One day you find ten years have got behind you” sang Pink Floyd, but in fact it was twenty, and we were now in the twenties! As far as I’m aware, women are supposed to be wearing flapper outfits and doing cocaine, demanding “liberation” – well, OK not too far from the truth so far. But this is not the 1920s – it isn’t even the 1820s, and the new prohibition and industrial revolution are going to be of a very different kind.
Given that practically all world governments – directed by some central intelligence, it would seem – decided to close things down in March of 2020 for Absolutely Very Good Reasons, leading to the Great Year of Staying Indoors, it’s safe to say that this decade hasn’t really begun. New culture hasn’t really begun to percolate – it’s all re-heated from the last century (think about it – has there really been a new genre or style of music in this millenium? I can think of 1). Now in July 2021 it’s good to think we could have a new creative renaissance, and not more managed decline of western civilisation (oh you poor, naive boy!)…. Now read on….
To be continued?
Francis Zen is a comic book writer and crap artist. He lives in the UK.
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