Undead sexist cliche: Republicans support the family

Republicans and right-wingers have been presenting themselves as advocates for “family friendly” policies since the 1980s. Or I supposed the 1970s, when they presented women’s liberation as the anti-family movement. Even though 1950s housewives supposedly lived life on the easiest possible setting, those darn libbers kept insisting that a society that pushed women into the home and out of the workplace was sexist and unfair — that some women might prefer to work, or to balance work and childcare and maybe have the husband help out a little more. Feminism was a Jedi mind trick, fooling those women into thinking they could find happiness anywhere outside the home. In the words of Paul Deneen, “Liberalism posits that freeing women from the household is tantamount to liberation, but it effectively puts women and men alike into a far more encompassing bondage” It’s good old fashioned patriarchy that’s best for women. Spoiler: no, it isn’t.

As Deneen’s grumbling shows, Republicans are only pro-family when they consider it the right kind of family. It’s similar to the way “Republicans hate the real America. They love the fantasy America in their heads where women stay home pregnant, white men run everything, black people are invisible except as servants and gay people disappear into the closet.” When they say they’re pro-family they mean the fantasy ideal of “family” in their heads: husband working, wife at home with lots of (white) kids, girls growing up carefully groomed to be submissive handmaids, preferably not doing anything Manly like playing competitive sports. And nobody ever gets abortion or birth control because fantasy moms love kids and never want to stop having them. And of course, absolutely not immigrants — tearing immigrant families apart is fine.

(A brief pause here to salute the late Gloria Steinem and her long fight to improve women’s lots. For good commentary see here, here, here and here).

JD Vance is, I think, a completely hollow man. He’s fine supporting fascists like Hungary’s recently defeated Orban; if there was any career advantage in becoming a hardline Stalinist, he’d discover a deep communist commitment without batting an eye. However he has one true belief, at least, which is his raging distaste for independent women and childless women (as discussed here). Only parents have a stake in America’s future, therefore parents should get more votes. Childless women should not be leaders, plus they’re miserable and pathetic (Gloria Steinem seems way, way more happy than Vance ever has).

So it’s no surprise he’s one of the prime movers behind the Toddler administration’s new proposal to take funds that help working parents pay for child care and give them to stay-at-home married parents (if you’re a stay-at-home mom, remember, taking care of kids is an incredible, demanding job; if you’re a single mom, staying home with kids, in Republican America, means you’re a lazy bum). The NYT article says “officials are seeking to use a Health and Human Services Department fund that was created in the 1990s to help low-income and working-class parents afford child care so they could work or go to school … about 80 percent of the 870,000 families who currently get the child care subsidies have single working parents, most of them mothers, according to Health Department data.”

The article continues “In 2021, Mr. Vance co-wrote an opinion essay in The Wall Street Journal contending that day care can harm children and declaring, “Young children are clearly happier and healthier when they spend the day at home with a parent.” He also wrote then on Twitter that “normal Americans” want a “family policy that doesn’t shunt their kids into crap day care so they can enjoy more ‘freedom’ in the paid labor force.”

I agree with him, nobody wants their kids in crap day care. However the solution is to improve day care, not choke off its existence. Because the genius of this shitty plan is that it doesn’t involve added funds (it never does). It will take some of the current pot and redirect it to stay at home parents because why shouldn’t the government pay them for childcare too (which is like redirecting Medicaid funds to people who aren’t poor and sick)? That means much less money for day care which means many centers may close, which makes it even harder for moms to work. Achievement unlocked! Tellingly, if you’re a working mom who relies on a family member to provide child care, you don’t get coverage.

It is a depressing thought that the deeply misogynist Vance is a front-runner for the post-Toddler Republican presidency. And that plenty of journalists are willing to present him as the sensible conservative. As Grosse says, even for someone who wants to help stay-at-home moms, it’s a poor policy: “our federal government could do about a million and one things to help parents that would be more effective and more desired. According to the survey I cited earlier from the Institute for Family Studies, 85 percent of mothers ages 25 to 55 with children under 18 said that paid parental leave would be “extremely” or “very” helpful to them and 80 percent said that child tax credits would be extremely or very helpful to them. Lower-income moms support the tax credit at a higher rate than wealthier moms, while higher-income moms prefer parental leave, but a vast majority of both groups want both of those things. Few are asking for what Vance and the administration are proposing.”

It’s more important to Vance that working women suffer than that moms be happy.

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Dreadstar vs. Superman! Comic book TPBs read

Even though I was dead broke in the early 1980s, I was still buying comics. Mostly DC, though; even though Marvel’s Epic line of creator-owned books looked interesting, it was more expensive and well, Marvel. Perhaps the most interesting was Jim Starlin’s Dreadstar — a science fiction comic written and drawn by the same guy who did such amazing things with Adam Warlock? Had I had the money … Recently I discovered THE DREADSTAR OMNIBUS Volume 1 was available via the Hoopla library service and I decided to see what I’d missed.

The opening arc, Metamorphosis Odyssey is quite a ride. Akhnaton of the ancient, wise Osirosians, realizes the relentlessly warlike Zygoteans will inevitably conquer the galaxy, subjugating every other race to slavery and then death. To prevent that he gathers a team of unlikely heroes to obtain the Infinity Horn, the one device that can avert the doom. And it does, though the solution is … drastic.

A million years later, Akhnaton and his ally Vanth Dreadstar, wielder of a powerful mystic sword, arrive in another galaxy. After Akhnaton’s death, Vanth settles down to peaceful married life …until his new homeworld is caught in the long war between the Monarchy and the Instrumentality (a religion as ruthless as the Magus’ Church of Universal Truth in Warlock). Vanth was ready to quit but they dragged him back in … and now he and his new team are out to end the war and avenge his wife’s death.

A post on Tom Brevoort’s blog said the transition from the initial story to the Dreadstar series felt like the transition of Marvel from the unconventional era of Starlin’s Warlock and Captain Marvel to the Jim Shooter era when editorial control was far more rigid. Metamorphosis Odyssey is wild; the subsequent series much less so. It has none of the visionary cosmic quality of Warlock and the adventures could as easily have happened to the Starjammers, the Omega Men or other comic-book SF teams (the Instrumentality and the Papal High Lord could likewise be Palpatine and the Empire). Which wouldn’t bother me if I liked the adventures better — though Starlin’s art remains solidly entertaining.

I wouldn’t have bothered with DREADSTAR OMNIBUS Volume 2 except the first volume ended on a cliffhanger. Three or four issues in, I gave up on it. It felt even more conventional with the new adversaries Infra-Red and Ultra-Violet, Dreadstar getting a new costume and Vanth undergoing a transformation similar to how the cosmic entity Eon reinvented Captain Marvel during Starlin’s run on him. Still, I’m glad to have satisfied my curiosity about this series.

DC FINEST: Superman — Kryptonite Nevermore proved a fortuitous find for my Silver Age reread over at Atomic Junk Shop. While the 1971 story arc that starts with Superman #233 is on the DC app, the Action Comics stories from the same period are not. Like the DC Finest Legion of Superheroes collection, this fills a gap as the Silver Age transitions into Bronze.

The Superman story arc starts when a freak nuclear accident turns all kryptonite on Earth to iron. Suddenly Superman’s greatest weakness is gone! Not only that but Morgan Edge, the new owner of the Daily Planet, transfers Clark Kent from print to the cutting-edge world of TV reporting. Plus a mysterious flying figure, formed out of sand, begins showing up and slowly draining Superman’s powers away.

What’s going on? Well, it’s new editor Julius Schwartz and writer Denny O’Neil (Super-stalwart artist Curt Swan continues on the book) doing their best to give Kal a soft reboot (details here) away from the gimmicks of Silver Age super-editor Mort Weisinger. Over the course of 10 issues struggles to do his job while becoming weaker and weaker; even the help of Wonder Woman’s mystical mentor I Ching can’t seem to turn things around.

At the end of the story arc, the “Sand Superman” has left Earth for its home dimension carrying half of Superman’s powers with him. Kryptonite no longer allows ordinary thugs to take the Man of Might down; however he’s no longer the invincible figure he was before. While I’m not a fan of O’Neil’s writing he does put Superman through the wringer. However as soon as he left the book, Superman’s back to performing super-feats as if his power hadn’t dimmed at all. Of course, given he can fly inside the sun or shove the moon out of its orbit, it’s not like losing half his power would make him weak by most standards — I’m not sure how the heck you’d convey that (it does amuse me that Supergirl might have been stronger than he was at this point in time).

The Action run was under editor Murray Boltinoff with Curt Swan and primarily veteran DC writer Leo Dorfman. The stories don’t break the mold though the backups are interesting. After Supergirl got the leads lot in Adventure Comics, the Legion of Superheroes took over her backup in Action Comics for a while. Now most of the backups are various sort of “untold tales” about Superboy, Superman, Kandor, etc. Nothing staggering but they did add some novelty.

I’ll be discussing this era over at Atomic Junk Shop soon. Covers top to bottom by Jim Starlin (x2), Neal Adams and Curt Swan. All rights to images remain with current holders.

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Dan Brown, Sandra Bullock and Sweeney Todd: movies and a play

The Da Vinci Code sequel ANGELS AND DEMONS (2009) has David Langdon (Tom Hanks of course) recruited by the Vatican “despite your history of prying into church affairs,” when it appears the Illuminati have planted an anti-matter bomb to wipe out the Vatican during the conclave to pick a new pope (I’m inclined to suggest a double bill of this and Conclave for sheer incongruity). A set up like that should have led to pure, wild entertainment but Dan Brown is too busy teaching us esoteric details about the Vatican, Rome and the Illuminati to go with the flow (some of Michael Crichton’s talkier books have the same problem).

Plus, of course, the details are wrong. The real Illuminati were a branch of the Freemasons founded in 1776 in Bavaria, repressed by the state a few years later; here they’re a much older organization, a brotherhood of scientists driven underground by the Vatican’s persecution. Given the real Illuminati have been massively transformed in pop culture and political paranoia to something far more ominous, ignoring the reality (for that matter it doesn’t have much in common with the paranoid fantasy Illuminati) shouldn’t be a sticking point — but I don’t like the movie so I’m less forgiving than I might be. With Stellan Skarsgaard as a cop and Ewan McGregor as a priest. “Is it possible the Illuminati could have infiltrated the Swiss guard?”

Memory says I did like THE NET (1995) the first time I saw it, due my huge crush on Sandra Bullock; rewatching now, she can’t save such a slow, predictable thriller. Bullock plays Angela, a cybersecurity whiz who lives a high-tech, solitary lifestyle. Doesn’t hang out with her neighbors. Keeps her mother, who’s sliding into dementia, in a home (I’ve seen people deal with family members who have Alzheimer’s and I do not find Angela’s decision unreasonable). Her last serious relationship was with her married therapist, Dr. Alan Chapman (Dennis Miller). When she wants pizza — well, why go to a restaurant when you can order it online!

From Angela’s perspective it’s a good life … that comes crashing down when she unwittingly acquires the McGuffin, a software program that a sinister conspiracy definitely doesn’t want a security expert looking at. On vacation she meets Jack (Jeremy Bentham) who’s really into her … because he’s working for the conspiracy! This will come as a shock to no-one, except Angela. Bentham does a good job as a hit-man who might genuinely like Angela (or he might be lying) though not so much he won’t kill her. When he fails, the conspiracy goes to Plan B, rewriting Angela’s digital records so she’s now in police records as a petty crook and scam artist. An imposter takes Angela’s own identity, sells off her house, drains her bank accounts — and as she lives online, nobody knows it isn’t her.

It’s a shame I had to watch this without TYG, as she’d have some thoughts on the 1990s tech, like the crude avatars of Angela’s online friends in chat rooms. As a thriller, this is formulaic though I do find it interesting as a high-tech version of a concept — having your identity erased — that goes back much further (Twilight Zone: Person or Persons Unknown is one example). “She’s not running — she’s going in there to use a computer!

Finally got around to watching my brother in a production of SWEENEY TODD, the story of a barber transported (shipped overseas as a convict) for crimes he didn’t commit so that a lecherous judge could plays sexual predator to the barber’s wife. Now he’s back, out for revenge, but until he can get it, he winds up working in partnership with a local baker: he kills his customers, she bakes them into pies. My brother plays a rival barber who makes the mistake of blackmailing Mr. Todd.

The cannibalism dominates my memory of the show so I was surprised it doesn’t start until the show is half over. It shows Sondheim’s skill as a playwright that the drama of the first half kept me engaged, instead of waiting for the blood and gore to kick in. I’m inclined to suggest a double bill with Little Shop of Horrors as another story of a struggling business that gets involved in anthropophagy. “There’s a hole in the world like a great black pit/And it’s filled with people who are filled with shit.”

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Second September verse, more or less same as the first

Which is to say that much like last week there were constant calls on my time but I still got good work done. Not as much as last week —Thursday there was too much stuff going on, including the housecleaners coming in (having to watch over four pets in a small room to keep them out of the way does not lead to productive results). Even so.

First, the medical stuff. Plushie’s eye ulcer is gone; once again his robustness shines through and his problems cleared up. Trixie, by contrast, followed up last week’s gastro-intestinal bleed with a UTI. Fortunately the vet has handled both and she’s on the road to recovery. In hindsight I was right a couple of weeks back to think something was wrong — her body language and behavior were “off” — but it was such a vibes-based thing I wasn’t sure it was quantifiable enough for the vet. Looking at her now, when she’s back to her usual cheery self, I can see I should have acted sooner.

Oh, and I had my own medical issue. A couple of weeks back I made a Scandinavian flatbrod, which the book described as a cracker-like flatbread. Turns out while it’s hard like a cracker it isn’t brittle; I hurt my gums biting hard on it (this may have been my baking rather than something innate in the recipe). Got an appointment with the dentist this week; she recommended waiting three weeks to see if the pain subsides. If not, I need a crown. Fingers crossed the pain goes away.

Like I said, work got done despite that. More work on my Doc Savage history, Savage Adventures. Two days going over the second draft of Let No Man Put Asunder. It helped clarify some of what I vaguely sensed wasn’t working with this last draft; now I’ll try to override my pantsing instincts and plot the next draft out thoroughly. I’ll discuss what lies ahead in one of next week’s posts.

At The Local Reporter I wrote about problems with school bus service in Chapel Hill and Carrboro, and how the Republican-dominated legislature is restricting local development rules. Over at Atomic Junk Shop I blogged about Steve Ditko’s Objectivism

— and Bronze Age writers’ enthusiasm for bringing back C-list Silver Age villains.

I’m tired, sure. The timing of Trixie’s drug regimen means we usually wind up going to sleep later than usual and it’s taking its toll. But the work got done. I’m pleased.

Panels from Blue Beetle #5 drawn and written by Steve Ditko. All rights to image remain with current holders.

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The bow tie of mystery

I saw this in the street a couple of weeks back.

I have no more idea why it’s there than those shoes I saw a while ago.

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Undead sexist cliche: women are sheeple

This is an idea that I’ve seen in multiple different forms, most recently here.

This is kind of funny, given the Toddler in the White House devotes endless posts on Truth Social to proclaiming everyone who hurts his fee-fees or threatens his power is cringe. For example claiming James Talarico isn’t manly enough to eat meat (yes, this idiocy has become a theme on the right) so he eats it, then runs away to vomit. Right-wing masculinity is all about painting their opponents as low-status, which is to say too girly to be men. And of course, there’s Margaret Atwood’s observation that men’s greatest fear with women is that women will laugh at them.

The assumption women are driven not by rational argument but by things like “social status, popular consensus” is an Undead Sexist Cliche, a variation of the cliche that women are too emotional to think rationally (unlike say, the Toddler, who lashes out and applies tariffs for no other reason than someone in Switzerland wasn’t nice to him). I first ran into it 12 years ago, when libertarian Julie Borowski (a glance at her political postings online makes me think she’s one of those libertarians who are right-wingers in all but name — anti contraception, anti-abortion, anti-women having casual sex) declared women don’t want to be libertarians because they’re conditioned to worry about being “socially acceptable and fitting in with their peers” and so they can’t embrace the logic of an unpopular, minority worldview. As I note on the old post, she ignores that most men aren’t libertarians either, and that women, have in fact embraced many unpopular worldviews: women fought for the right to vote, for equality, for civil rights, for gay rights, when all of these were minority positions.

More recently we have Elon “fascist salute’ Musk embracing the position that anyone except high-testosterone alpha males is a sheeple. Implicit in this is that Musk himself is one of those alpha males rather than a pathetic attention-seeker who cheats at videogames. Hardly his worst sin, but telling — far from being a tough guy doing as he chooses, he’s as desperate for approval as anyone else.

As someone pointed out recently, many men seem to be the sheeple they claim women are. They’re happy to obsess over Jordan Peterson, Andrew Tate and other right-wing misogynists. They’re happy to embrace popular mainstream sexist cliches like patriarchy is good and fighting rape is an attack on men. Or more sadly to repress any part of themselves their buddies might think too girly.

That’s not to say women are immune to shaming or incapable of following the herd. That’s a common impulse in everyone of any gender. Equally common, people can sheeple on one thing, independent on another — a political radical who reads best-sellers, a political conformist who reads the most avant-garde literature, someone who dresses in whatever’s fashionable but roots for an unpopular sports team, etc. And plenty of men have fought for unpopular causes or pushed the envelope of what was acceptable.

But patriarchy depends on thinking of men and women as two homogenous masses who all want the same thing, not individuals.

For more on topics like this, Undead Sexist Cliches is available in ebook and paperback.

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The deranged self-indulgent Toddler president

“Just as Trump so often comes across as a racist’s idea of a black man — lazy, stupid, hyper-sexualized — he also manifests as a misogynist’s idea of a woman, spending two hours a day on his hair, while fixating on picking out the perfect backsplash for the new designer kitchen while the world burns.” — Paul Campos, pointing out that the Toddler is completely obsessed with his ballroom project: “No matter the subject (child-rearing, public policy, baseball, death) or the audience (billionaire businessmen, Cabinet secretaries, children who have faced housing insecurity), he’s probably going to bring up the ballroom.” Click the link for example.

We’re in a war and we’re losing. The economy is starting to reel from the effects of the Toddler’s tariffs. There are wildfires all over the country. But the ballroom is what’s important to him. Well, that and posting non-stop memes online. Showing the “new” Iran resembling his head. Imagining himself wielding Green Lantern’s ring and reciting the oath (dude, your own party are the ones who worship evil’s might). Suggesting New Mexico be renamed New America. Claiming he led a rescue team of his employees to help out at the World Trade Center on 9/11. Which as one person put it online, is an obvious lie: if he’d been there on 9/11, he’d have publicized that non-stop ever after. And he didn’t. I suspect the Toddler knows he has to say something about 9/11; the only way he can focus on that is to make it about him.

Heather Cox Richardson: “Whwat is really doing is demonstrating that he is no longer even trying to govern and is instead retreating into a world where he simply does whatever he wants without regard for the country.” Nothing’s working the way he imagined — other than the huge amounts of bribes and other corruption he’s apparently steering into his pockets — and he’s not being showered with enough praise (which is why he needs Natalie Harpe as his emotional support human). So he’s retreating into fantasies about the big, beautiful ballroom and AI slop that presents any reality he wants.

None of this is startling. By the end of his first term it was well-known he didn’t give a crap about policy, could barely focus on discussions and had no regard for any restraints. All the talk about responsible Republicans as the “adults in the room” who’d manage him? Someone who needs that kind of management shouldn’t be in the Oval Office. Enough voters disagreed that here we are — but he doesn’t belong there and he’s never going to miraculously become presidential.

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Writing links for a Wednesday

I haven’t done a writing-links post in a while, so …

For anyone pushing creative stuff nobody seems to get, Rod Serling did too. When The Twilight Zone was approaching its first season, one interviewer asked Serling, “For the time being and for the foreseeable future, you’ve given up on writing anything important for television, right?”

So your beta-reader missed something you clearly explained in the manuscript? Maybe you’re not as clear as you thought.

When building a story around ancient legend, how much history should you throw in?

Acting link: The appeal of good guys playing bad guys.

“As nearly anyone who has graded a paper that was generated by ChatGPT can attest to, AI does not produce good writing. Not only does it hallucinate citations, but it fails to offer any originality or a clear point of view. It produces vague generalities without real insights. It offers a reminder that proper syntax and good writing are not the same, and as a professor I would certainly rather point out how an engaged student can refine their writing to improve their argument than grade another banal paper that is the product of intellectual laziness. What’s more, this excessive reliance on AI leads me to the inescapable question: Why are you in this field?”

I’ve read multiple complaints in recent years that a non-super supporting cast is becoming a rare thing in comics. Here’s some arguments for bringing them back.

“One thing that frustrates me quite a bit about modern opinion-writing is that hardly anyone tries to argue with a particular person or a specific argument. it’s all gesturing towards people saying something … i think writers would be well served by finding actual people of influence who hold the views they want to contest, and then contest them head on.” — Jamelle Bouie.

“Blackburn notes that there’s a lot of control relinquished to a chatbot as to what the definition of pornography or conservative values is. The definition is whatever the AI model has defined it as.” — a look at how rightwingers are using chatbots to find passages they think justify book banning.

The creators of the classic Elfquest say they’d sooner have no animated version than an unfaithful adaptation — which is why they’ve now accepted there will never be an Elfquest movie. Here’s a more detailed look at some of the bad proposals.

Why Han Solo works when Han Solo-type PCs do not.

Are clothes art? Who decides?

“Publishing.com LLC and its two principals will pay $1.5 million and be required to substantiate earnings claims in the future to settle Federal Trade Commission charges that the company and its operators misled consumers about how much money they were likely to earn using their products.”

White supremacy, and criticism of the Christopher Nolan Odyssey. Here’s another look at the politics of the film.

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Random political quotes for a Tuesday post

“It’s always odd when “you should expose yourself to more diverse ideas” always means a certain kind of conservatism instead of like, Indigenous art, new fusion foods, math paradoxes, or the Dvorak keyboard layout” — Karen Ho on Bluesky.

I may return to some of these in the future. But there’s so much to write about so I thought I’d just put them here.

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It’s Tuesday, have some covers!

First up, one by Barye Phillips. Yes, that’s Gardner Fox the Golden and Silver Age comics writer/

Second, Charles Binger with a very Richard Powers-looking cover.

Third, art uncredited.

Fourth, also uncredited.

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