Non-Sequitur # 59: SHHEEEIIIITTTTT!!!!!

Yeah, I kinda live there…

So. yeah…This week hadn’t been the greatest for me. I haven’t worked at all and I’ve been kinda bummed about that. I felt a little better after going to the movies Thursday. And Friday I thought I’d try to do something creative. Actually, I’d fallen asleep listening to NPR, then I decided to stop being so lazy and try to do something creative. So, it’s around um…after 5pm and I thought I’d get some beer and run back in the house.

As I left my apartment, I noticed policemen lounging around in the hallway on my floor. They told me  to take the stairs and I saw firemen in stairwell, so I dunno…I guess there’s something wrong with the elevators. Whatever. When I got to the ground floor, I asked the doorman what was going on. He said something like, “Oh, we got a tenant…” and trailed off. I then assumed either maybe someone called the cops cuz the guy in there was drunk or maybe he’d been evicted and didn’t want to go. Whatever.

So, I went to the liquor store, got my beer, and walked home. As I approached my building, a female detective told me I couldn’t go any further. I said, “Oh, I just live right there in that building.” She said, “Well, that’s where the problem is,” and ushered me and a couple of other people across the street. Then the loose rumors started. What’s going on? Someone’s gone crazy? Someone’s got a gun? Guns? Fuuck…

The police then told us  to move further down the street and started to section off the area with yellow tape. Maybe it WAS getting serious? It’s a hostage situation, evidently.  The older guy who lives on my floor, supposedly, he’s got a gun and a girl in his room and he won’t come out. I know the guy and usually he’s kinda low-key unless he’s drunk, so I figured the police would  talk him down and we’ll get to go inside shortly.

While I was lending against the wall waiting  a woman walked up to me and asked what was going on. I told her and we got to talking. Then some crazy dude walked up to us saying, “Move along! Good day!” He had to say it twice for me to realize that he was talking to me. He told me to stop messing with his wife. He walked her away and I heard him say,”I know him, he’s a hype.” I said, “Dude, you don’t know me!” He continued walking and said, “Good day!” I replied,  “No! Good day to you!” The male detective who was standing in front of the yellow tape smirked at the lameness of this confrontation.  Not long after, the police told those of still standing there  to move even further down to the end of the block. It  definitely was getting serious.

Now, I don’t know about you, but when I see yellow police tape and the entire street blocked off and cops are standing around with automatic rifles, I assume the situation is not trivial. It’s funny how many people were miffed cuz the police told approaching people they had to either wait or go around the block. Can’t I just go over there? No, it’s very dangerous situation! Tsk! How inconvenient!

After awhile the temperature started to drop and the sun began to sink. I stood by another woman who lived in my building and we talked for a moment. She shared her coffee with me and also offered me a sip from her half pint (rum I think). I told her I’d be  cool with the beer I bought but thanked her for the offer.  Some people began to wonder aloud why the police didn’t just charge in the room and get the guy. It’s also funny how the rumors and stories started to circulate. Some people were saying a man shot someone and ran into the building. Some were saying that he was shot in the leg and ran into the building. The best one was that he had a bomb.

Eventually, the police slowly began to take down the yellow tape and told us that we could pass. When I entered the lobby, the building management told us to wait before we went on the fifth floor because the cops used tear gas to get the man out and it would take a little awhile to air out the hallway.

Apparently, what happened was that  it was the old army vet that lives on my floor. He hadn’t been taking his medication, however, he was getting high with a couple of girls. He thought one of them stole something from him and wouldn’t let them leave. Turns out he didn’t have a gun, although he did have a machete and knives. Reportedly, he was throwing the knives at the inside of the door when the police were here. When they got tired of trying to negotiate, the police used tear gas on him. They took dude to the hospital. I’m not sure what all the formal charges will be.

So, I guess that’s it.  Originally, I was going to write about seeing that movie The Master and some other random stuff, but yeah…shit got wild for a minute…

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DC Comics Rant

Shout out to J44!

Bob Harras at DC…I don’t know. My initial thought is that it won’t make TOO much of a difference. It’s still gonna be Geoff John’s and Dan Didio’s show.

Wildstorm ending…let’s wait and see. They’re still going to use these characters, but these were the characters who where CREATED to be EDGY. I hope DC doesn’t end up in some weird muddled middle ground where the hip edgy guys are watered down and wholesome guys are all pricks.

How can DC compete better with Marvel…I think DC’s biggest problem has to do perception. There’s still people, even folks who are like teenagers now, who say Marvel characters are more “realistic” than DC characters. Personally, I think that haven’t been true for at least 20 years. DC needs to have a massive ad/internet campaign similar to the Rolling Stone magazine ads from the 80’s. Perception vs Reality.  They need to let folks know that they aren’t the stiff stodgy company they were in the mid-70’s.

If I were Editor in Chief at DC? I don’t know. I’m not presumptuous enough to think I can run a successful comic book better than the folks that have been doing it for years ( otherwise I would be running my own company), but I do know I  WOULDN’T copy what Marvel seems to be doing right now. I wouldn’t fill my pg-13 superhero comics with gore and in appropriate T&A. And I wouldn’t flood the market with endless spin-offs and tie-ins that no one wants. I WOULD try to keep Vertigo going. I’d try to push the children’s line more. I’d also give the Minx line another try to bring in girls and young women who aren’t into superheroes. AND I’d have the JLA go on some adventures and fight some evil! It’s probably the most friggin’ BORING super team comic out right now! It’s like JLA is the bench warmers while the DC events are going on! Like what the hell? And stop trying to make Hal Jordan seem like some kinda lady’s man. He’s a guy in green and black tights! In real real life he looks like he’s on his way to the modern dance class! I LIKE Hal, but you cain’t be a pimp dressed like that!

More special projects. Maybe try to woo Todd McFarland over to team DC? I dunno maybe sports comics? There are more Payton Manning fans out there than Doom Patrol fans, so it couldn’t hurt.

Also, a comic about Bootsy Collins. Not cuz it would help DC Comics or the comics industry as a whole,but just cuz  I think it would be cool. Continue reading