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Age appropriate for an appropriate age

vol 101

The latest episode of the Force Ghost Coast To Coast podcast[1] host Brian Salvador had a special guest. His five year old daughter Joined him to talk about Star Wars. They have an adorable conversation[2] but are five years of life enough time for preperation? There were parents who brought their three year old kids to The Force Awakens. Not all kids are alike and parents should be able to judge what is appropriate for their offspring. Yet, some parents took their kids to the toilet when Kylo showed his Dad how deep they drilled into the planet. There even is a fan edit that shows Han’s demise to be a trigger happy Stormtrooper.
Of course i’m looking forward to introducing my kid to Star Wars; given the fact that it shows interest in it. Yet there are parents that leave the impression of forcing their kid to like the same stuff as them or something predetermined. Is that a manifestation of fear of rejection? And shouldn’t we know from our own experience that we did reject most if the things our parents liked? Later we might realize that we were wrong or that there are certain things we can enjoy together.
Aren’t mentioned parents the reason that the regulation rock got loose? Talking about methods of upbringing is a soil field[3]. With some people acting as if you challenged them to a duell for suggesting an alternative. The discussion about a clothing “for boys” being the reason for a girl toddler to turn gay is a thing i experienced. “The kid has no knowledge about gender yet and you’re thinking about it’s sexuality?” is also a bad argument to make if you don’t want the discussion to last long.
My dad recently told me the following:

We were raised to be confident and with 22 you’re still feeling like the world bows to you. And then a kid comes along and becomes a huge challenge that makes you feel like kneeling before the world. But every other parent you meet acts confident, like they have it figured all out. On the second look though you notice that they’re in the same boat. You smell it in the alcohol on the breath of the men, from fleeing the situation by saying that they’ll scheduled for overtime. You see it in the red, tired eyes of the mothers. And when they announce that a sibling is on the way, it sounds like an obituary read out by a comedian.
I think it is a good thing that parents today allow themselves to be human and not pretend to be more than they are.”

I guess my point is to try and keep my kid from watching Robocop at the age of six.
By then some crazy guy will have sold cyberzombies to patrol the streets anyway.

[1] Force Ghost Coast to Coast: Minisode: The Next Generation of Star Wars Fan
[2] two times i felt like Dad demanded to much from his kid, there is to much going on in those movies, it’s amazing she remembered as much
[3] because the ground is made of primed mines with soil in between them


selling toys again

I used the spare time i got over the last few days to look through the toyshelves and finally decided that all the things that don’t get the attention they deserve should be set free.

You find the list here.
If you’re interested then write me at heliocentricbs@gmail.com

[personal] vol.85

## crank it down to eleven ##

I dig this photo of Hasbro’s new Black Series Vader figure. He looks so proud that he got a new sculpt and is allowed to wear his toga above the armor again.

Luke Cage is…. i won’t write about it now because i still have to watch two episodes and i want to make sure to have seen it all before i state my opinion. I fear that the end might be to convenient, which would make me happy of course but would not fit the tone.

I feel fatigued. But not only is my body ready for recuperation, my love of comics needs it as well.
These days it feels like comics are about the buzz surrounding the topic instead of the actual product. Well, with the big three at least[1]. I browse through the solicitations and the issues and nothing grabs me anymore as it used to. There are good things out there, not only among the major players, but with all the independently funded comics competing for their share i start to feel like and ATM machine that is needed to pre-order around the clock so i can keep the business alive for a day more. My pull-list has been reduced and the printed things i get, that were usually read a weekend later now land on a shelf. I pick them up with excitement and put them back after a few pages because it felt like it took hours to read through the few panels.
Even talking about comics is hard. With all the hype surrounding certain titles, why even bother?And that is stupid because i finished a script for a podcast i planned to do because i can’t find a single german comic centric podcast that works for me.
Could this be it? The next big pause from comics if not the end of my collecting days?
[1] i count image among the major publishers

Starchildren are newborns who died shortly after being born and weigh under 500 gramms (around 1,012 pounds). Those kids did not get an entry into austria’s citizen registry. An attempt to change that, if the parents agree, is currently underway. A very sad reason for a poetic name and i was operating under the assumption that every kid born on austrian soil gets registered no matter the life span. Perhaps i’m inconsiderable, but i feel that’s the least we can do in some weird humanistic/philosophical way.

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Thank You for Your time!
Have a great week!

post credits
got new medication prescribed to deal with my depression/personality disorder/ocd

[personal] vol.84

## set the controls for the heart of the sun ##


i must admit i was lazy this week. The title of this volume is a testament to that. If you’r out of ideas, ask Pink Floyd for theirs. Usually i have the new volume written by wednesday. This week i wasn’t sure what i should write about. The plan was to do a thing about an issue of What If but i could not procure the issue in question digitally and my printed copy was one of the things that came apart over the years.

Don’t worry, it won’t be as Star Wars heavy as it might sound at the beginning
Friday was this years “Force/Rogue Friday” the official start-date for newly branded Star Wars merchandise, focusing on the next cinematic entry, Rogue One. Part of the event is that stores open their doors on midnight and hand out a few freebies[1].
Except for austria.
Last year i planned on taking the day off but decided against it in the end because i feared a co-worker would be buried under work. Later that day we drove to the local Toys R Us and i have to admit it was stocked fairly well. This year i took the morning off and stood in front of the ToysRUs ten minutes before they open.
Except for the Lego sets and a few cardboard K-2SO figures there was no product on the shelves. But for the K-2SO Lego figure i bought, i got a large poster[2].
When asking one of the store clerks about the midnight sale he told me that he would have worked for free and would have handled the whole store singlehandedly because he wanted to buy the stuff as early as possible. But austria is not the target market and working at such hours in the business is costly for the employer.
And here is where the meat of this volume lies: working conditions. Thursday brought an open union meeting with it, at which we were told that after having lost ~25% of our yearly payment in 2010 wasn’t enough. But that is not what i want to write about, rather that the equilibrium between employer and employee is broken. I was raised in a “union household” and i deeply believe in workers rights. The people who have the foresight and stubbornness to build a business should be rewarded accordingly, but workers should have rights too. And currently i feel like unions aren’t the right people to represent the working people. Of course the rules and regulations that are in place today are valuable assets in trying to keep the process “fair” but they also make it harder for everybody to actually do their job. Models and rules that have been agreed upon can’t keep up with modern society anymore. Times have gotten faster, jobs have changed and closing oneself off trying to suppress change with forced ignorance won’t do any good.
But i’m just a hurt blue collar worker who’s to stupid to build something that is his own.

[1] Star Wars themed bricks will be all the rage next year.
[2] the Wife wanted to look for new running shoes so i returned today (saturday) and claimed a few figures. thank you Wife!!

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ending crawl:
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Thank You for Your time!
Have a great week!

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i’m not sure therapy is working

[personal] vol.82

## droid butt ##

Collecting is a thing that has been passed down to me by my Grandfather. He collected coins, stamps, newspapers, military regalia, Elastolin figuren[1] , beer mats, books and a slew of other things.
After he died, my Grandmother sold the various collections, and thus the veil was lifted from a fact that most hobbyists ignore: it is worth the most to the collector.
My Grandfather spent a lot of time talking about the monetary value of each of his collections. I liked to listen to him talk about it because it was not only about the money, he tried to teach me about the history of each of the things and through them talk about his life[2]. My best guess is that this is why some create, some collect, some aren’t interested in either and others do both, we like to tell stories. In those stories that we put on shelves, light in a pleasing manner, arrange, trade, hoard, photograph, use, play with or just carry around with us, we put in a piece of our innermost selves. But that also means growth, and a constantly growing collection can become a burden, not only for the collector but for the (significant) others in his life. And also for the collection itself if it keeps growing without proper curation.
I feel bad for taking up so much space in our flat, but frankly, i don’t see it. It became part of life and the selective blindness that comes with it.
That is why i have decided to give some of the stuff away for just the costs of getting it to the person who raised his hand first and whatever that person is willing to give further. Now i have to get myself to cataloging the items[3] and then put them online….

I wrote about it on my blog as well, which reads like one of those lifestyle/declutter/enlightenment-bullshit pieces, where someone tells you about the happiness gained by giving away the things you can easily buy with the cash you have one the side through whatever means once you need it again[4]. I’m deeply enamored by consumerism, so fear none of that from me.

[1] miniatures of native americans (or as we knew them indians), cowboys, knights as well as popular figures from those groups of people like Winnetou or Prince Valiant. look at a few of them here. we bought this one for a colleague who is a magician when it comes to wrangle cables into submission
[2] Of course i only heard half of it and now feel like an idiot for doing so.
[3] 4000 single issues of comics alone….
[4] of course there are exceptions, but i’ve encountered a lot of bullshit artists that preach fasting while feasting on others without their bullshit philosophy wouldn’t work out.

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the weakest link

#The Cybertronic Spree is a cover band made up of Transformers. Great cosplay and neat music. i’m obsessed. Their YouTube is a treasure trove.

#MyKaiju juxtaposed the lyrics from the soundtrack of he latest Toho helmed Godzilla movie, Shin Godzilla, with stills from the first Godzilla movie. Powerful stuff that reminds one that Godzilla originally was a story about more than just a giant monster but human nature and that when nature wants you gone, all you can do is tip your hat and leave.

#MyKaiju posted an article about what to expect and what not to expect of Toho’s latest movie in the series, Shin Godzilla.
I anticipated the movie to take Godzilla’s role back to being a manifestation of humanities struggle with nature and how we are building the engines of our own undoing with the best of intents. And how those intents have an effect on others.
I fear those efforts might be lost to a western audience once the movie is released in october.

#The Book About Everything – Reading Alan Moore’s Jerusalem
Haven’t even read through the first ten pages of Against The Day yet, so i guess there is no place for another book of similar size in my life.

#Kickstarting Lotus Dimension, a pacifist RPG
I’m all for peaceful co-existence, but please let my barbarian slay those goblins and feast on meat.

#Be Careful When You Take Off Your Doom Patrol #1 Taco
In case you want to keep the issue in good condition.

#Darkthrone Frontman accidentally elected to local town councilman.

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ending crawl:

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Thank You for Your time!
Have a great week!

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After changing my phone’s battery without big problems i was sure the Wife’s personal media player would be an equally easy affair due to them being similarly constructed. But once we had pried it open, it became apparent that i was wrong.

[rambling] reaching a limit

Over the last twenty years i have built a large comic and toy collection. There are larger/better curated collections in the homes of other people, but collections are a mirror or extension of the collector and thus should be treated as “living things”, influenced by external circumstances. In the years i spent building my mirror/extension, i felt a certain joy with every piece that i added, and pride when i gazed upon the filled shelves.
But lately another feeling got added to it: doubt. Not about if i want to have all those things in my possession, but rather if i need them. I believe in getting superfluous things and enjoying them for what they are. And i believe there is a point at which the collector becomes superfluous because the focus shifted from curating to amassing. And while i’m also fine with wild growth in a collection, it also lifts the veil on something that is easily overlocked during the hunt: the spacial limitations.
A limit i passed so long ago, i can’t see it in the rearview mirror anymore.
So i looked through my comic and toy collection and decided to let things go.
I sold a few items, made some acquaintances along the way and gave some stuff away to people i knew would give the things the attention they deserved. The process hit a wall from one day to the other. The money i earned was good and helped me pay a few bills, but a business person wouldn’t consider it “worth the effort”.
I don’t believe in “collector prizes” but rather in “you ask/pay the price you feel it is worth” and i certainly don’t dream of a certain sum from all the stuff. Of course i could get a space at one of the local conventions or markets, but the prices for one metre of table space have increased since my childhood and i’m not a good salesman. Furthermore, there is something more important to me. It might sound odd, but i believe it is important that everything finds a place where it is appreciated. Every piece of a collection is a work of art, making a collection a personal kind of museum. And some museums ask a price of admission that you are willing to pay for their services which led me to the following train of thoughts:
Instead of selling, why not just make it available at the shipping costs and whatever the person is willing to give me for it? And if the person can’t/won’t give me anything, perhaps something comes up over time and a good word for me could be put out for me or it has something for me in return. A nice thought is enough.
Of course i could use some money, i’m not even sure how my professional life will look like in two weeks[1] but i also don’t want to drown in/feel like the collection is curating me, and if someone can use whatever i have to offer, the person can be my guest.

[1] to much and to depressing to explain, lets just say that my company stopped valuing the work we put into every project with money and a nice word from time to time and replaced it with a “why can’t you do that faster?”