Her book, ‘White Fragility’, has been a US bestseller and provoked an uncomfortable conversation on what it means to be white. She explains why she won’t give liberals an easy ride.
Created by Gene Ambaum, and drawn by various artists, including me. It’s published three times a week. Library Comic also features various format book-reviews.
The first-ever Belzebubs book is set to be published by Top Shelf Productions on March 5th; it reveals how the band finds their new drummer, who also appears on Belzebubs’ forthcoming Century Media album, Pantheon of the Nightside Gods, due April 26th. The 53-minute record was mixed and mastered by Dan Swanö and features the guest talents of Desibelius, ICS Vortex and Skvllcraft. We recently talked to Ahonen, who discussed the origins and influences behind the comic strip and album, as well as sharing some excerpts from the forthcoming book.
THE FIRST INSTALLMENT of Marlon James’ Dark Star trilogy tests the reader’s commitment. “The child is dead. There is nothing left to know.” Of course, that’s not entirely true—620 pages follow. James, a deft stylist with a taste for violence and grand revelation (just look to his Man Booker Prize–winning historical saga, 2014’s A Brief History of Seven Killings), is something like an orchestrator when it comes to inverting any expectations a reader might bring to his work.
It’s a popular myth that the “nerdier” aspects of fandom — like cosplaying and LARPing — are male-dominated and reserved for non-black fans. But that’s never been true and, in the age of social media, it’s been hugely debunked by the large presence of black female fans who finally get a chance to show off their love for all things nerd and cosplay to the world wide web.
They climbed inside. Ringo took the copilot’s seat, and Mike sat behind.
Laura put on a headset and flipped switches, and the instrument dials glowed.
“Fuel’s almost max.” She bit her lower lip. “Listen, I know this was my idea, but tell me again why it isn’t stealing.” She activated the starter.
“Taking this aircraft for personal gain would be ‘stealing,’ ” Mike said, shouting to be heard over the sudden roar. “Taking it for the purpose of helping someone else is ‘commandeering into the service of the people.’ Besides, you have to perform a solo for your license anyway, and we’ll pay for the fuel and flight time. Eventually.”
“I’m not even sure we’ll be able to find Dad!” Laura shouted as the Beechcraft taxied across the field toward the grass runway. “I won’t be able to help you interpret the eye’s projection and fly the plane too!”
“We accept your offer,” Mike said. He took the eye halves from his coat, screwed them together, and pushed the sphere into Ringo’s right socket.
Ringo blinked. If he concentrated, he could see and hear what Jeremy saw and heard. It was unpleasant, but he would put up with it.
“Two barks warm, one bark cold,” Laura said. “Got it?”
Ringo barked twice.
“Lassie should have been a Doberman!” Mike yelled.
Laura revved the engine. “This is against the law!”
“All laws, both of nature and of man, have been suspended!” Mike cried.
“Haven’t you heard? Buddy Holly is alive and well on Ganymede!”
The Bonanza roared down the runway and rose into the February night.
© Bradley Denton