The World That's Coming

As with any period of time when you’re preparing for something and very conscious of everything that has to be done before it happens, this week is flying in. It’s Thursday already, I think to myself with something approaching a sense of amazement, mentally checking off deadlines that need to be met for work, and then outside of work — social events, domestic duties — before my family gets here. And even beyond that; things I need to do or that need to be done next week, while my family’s here.

It’s an impressively stressful, distracting time, making me mentally scattered at exactly the wrong time, because that’s the way these things work out. Subsconsciousnesses are, without doubt, the least helpful things at times.

It’s… mostly me? If it’s Jeff, he normally tags himself, unless he forgets.

I was never one for April Fools jokes; I remember there was a rule in schools when I was younger than all pranks and lies had to be carried out before noon, or else the person doing them was the fool. I’ve never really been sure if that was a thing anywhere else, or merely a way that my school tried to keep hijinks to a minimum, but I wouldn’t be surprised either way.

On the Internet, of course, April Fools is the day when people just make shit up in the name of comedy. Not that I have anything against that in theory, of course; I personally love making shit up for the purposes of amusing myself with weak jokes, but what ends up being so frustrating about the Internet on April 1 is twofold: (1) You can’t trust anything, and (2) So many of the jokes are just plain bad.

I can’t wait until April 2nd.

That’s a really difficult question – my immediate impulse was to say no, not only because I can’t think of any runs (That’s not true, my first impulse was actually to suggest Planetary for some reason), but also because I’m not sure if there’s been enough distance since release, and amount of material released to be worth it.

But the more I think about it, the more I could see us doing it about some manga, down the line? Like, I haven’t even finished 20th Century Boys/21st Century Boys, but perhaps that, or Pluto…?

The detail I remember from my dream last night was a small, but to me hilarious, one; a criminal, or super villain or something similar, making it clear via the Internet that while they’re all about greed and destruction and the like, they’re very much against bigotry and language that supports social repression. I can’t remember the details, exactly, but it was as if I was reading some statement this unnamed enemy of humanity had released along the lines of “Even I, the great [Insert Name Here], think that the casual cruelty unleashed by thoughtlessness has had a negative impact on society…”

Quite why my dreams have been overtaken by “Social Justice Warriors,” I don’t know, but I’m not complaining. First the subconsciousness, then the world.

Jeff and I talk about this a little in the Wait, What? that should go up today or tomorrow, but the sad answer is “Not really…?” The one’s the caught my attention the most is Captain Britain and the Mighty Defenders because Al Ewing (Today’s Siege by Kieron Gillen and Filipe Andrande is pretty high up there, too), but I’m neither enough of a Marvel fan nor excited enough about the whole Secret Wars concept to buy into them – or, to put it another way, I’m into the idea of some of the series, but not enough to overcome my utter disinterest in the larger event they’re tying into.