For anybody who was too busy thinking about what underpants to wear tomorrow, here is what has happened. I have removed what was originally here. But I'm not going to delete another post in an attempt to erase history, even if it is only the history of baloney, so I have to leave a marker.
casualties of war:
May 17 post at Zona Negativa- deleted with all 70 commentarios.
Posts at Entrecomics of 29 and 30 June, 1 and 2 July sunk with all who railed in them.
post at Eddie Campbell of June 30 missing in action, of July 2 killed in battle.
this post converted to a memorial.
If anybody ever asks me to explain it all, I would not know where to start.
casualties of war:
May 17 post at Zona Negativa- deleted with all 70 commentarios.
Posts at Entrecomics of 29 and 30 June, 1 and 2 July sunk with all who railed in them.
post at Eddie Campbell of June 30 missing in action, of July 2 killed in battle.
this post converted to a memorial.
If anybody ever asks me to explain it all, I would not know where to start.
Labels: The Spaniard in the works
posted by Eddie Campbell at
06:56
11 Comments:
I wiped a couple of innocent comments earlier when the house fell down. I'll see if I can reinstate then here in the morning. You have not been forgotten
I'm just relieved that Tony Millionaire didn't show up.
Most of my troubles on (and many off) the web have been caused by an impulse to play Panchita Paloma. It seems a preoccupational hazard for compulsive explainers.
So, in compulsive repetition.... From the outside, this sounds like all the other genre battles I know. Certain people more-or-less within existing genre communities need to differentiate certain artifacts and so they declare a new genre. But then certain creators and consumers who seem to fit into that new genre loudly resist such placement. Meanwhile, marketers rush to slap that NEW! IMPROVED! label on artifacts which clearly don't match what any particular individual among the original namers had in mind.
Such debates never go anywhere and never will because the terms combined in an attempt to clarify boundaries -- "art", "literature", "novel", "comics", everything except perhaps "graphic" -- are all equally ambiguous in the same way. Words have meaning, certainly. But genres are ambiguous cultural clouds which change across times and individuals, and words which label genre must be shifting and cloudy to match. Ambiguity is inseparable from their meaning.
(For example, Samuel R. Delany and I have disagreed for decades about whether "science fiction is literature." But that apparent disagreement results mostly from his taking "literature" to mean "serious mainstream fiction after 1840-or-so as approved by James Wood" and my taking "literature" to mean "whatever the Library of Congress sticks on the P-PZ shelves." Similarly, when I heard someone declare "Ulysses is not a novel" I indignantly responded that it was published as a novel and is a book-length work of fiction.)
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Jose,
Yes, we made up, and then my later my convoy of translated posts were all removed. I didn't mean to reopen our feud. I know the real culprit.
all is well. tell them to keep that beer cold.
Eddie
a couple of comments got lost in the shuffle.
David Jack! thanks for chiming in. If you're in Sydney, do come along to my routine at the opera house. It's free- I gave the details on 23 June. I'll give them again, but do come up and say hello.
To the anonymous fellow asking about Rockabilly... um...that was a long time ago, but I'd have to confess to it :)
Holy Toledo, I guess this is what I deserve for dozing off!
Hey, Robert!
This was worse than our Captain America fracas
:)
only joking.
At least no one will blame us for the movie! ;-)
Thanks Eddie,
I'll be in Melbourne when you (and McCloud, Woodring and Crumb!) are in town, Can you belive it? Is the problem of planning the holidays ahead. I was dreaming to get the Woodring inking masterclass. Hopefully next time.
While in Sydney If you want to find some Inr Bru to remember when you were a wee, let me know ;) I can tell you a couple of places.
If you go to any asian shop/restaurant and you see a free magazine called "vie lite" it has my monthly (oximoronic?) two page graphic novel inside :D
I'm the only Spaniard being published in Sydney regularly that I know. If I repeat this sentence long enough I even believe that is something nice to tell people.
Cheers,
David
A note for the records. In my five years of blogging I never deleted a post on account of offensive arguments before. But My Spaniard friends are all for destroying the statues. Personally, I like things to stay on the record.
I failed to cut and paste most of the comments on the seven threads deleted over two days of fiery debate, but since I was in a habit of noting word counts by copying and pasting entire threads into Word just long enough to click 'tools-word count', (mostly in a mood of incredulous jocularity at the daftness of it all), I can say with certainty that at least 28,900 words went south, some before I even had time to see them.
we will now have a minute of silence...
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