Rants & Raves

So, it appears that a whole calvacade of folks come here (though it's more likely to be the same one person posing as different people) just to fucking troll me about things that have largely been settled, because they're pathetic and possibly have more time on their hands than even I do. So I've opened this entry up to comments where people can air out their greivances with me without bitching in any of the other article comments. Other articles are only about the things they cover, not your silly little feuds with me, so get it all out in the open here, get it off your chest, and then shut the fuck up and move on.

Not necessarily a Newtype Ghost Party... because you know, most of these people aren't dead.

So, who's seen Gundam UC Episode 7 yet? I wanted to gauge some (informal) reactions to the finale of the Gundam Unicorn saga, outside of Twitter comments. Other members of OR should feel free to add their own thoughts.

So yeah, banned from another message board. Maybe the problem is me.

But also, maybe the problem is sycophantic Grant Morrison devotees who will do anything to stamp out even the most reasoned dissension, or even the possibility of it.

You be the judge. (And then I'll overrule you.)

Cast out of paradise! Cursed to walk the Earth, ever marked and alone, reviled and chased!  What do you do when you're branded and you know you're a man(child) ?

 "I don't need this shit."

PART I: The Preamble
 

Oh, Bruce. You say that to all your future meat shields... I mean, partners.

Three years ago, I caught whiff of a possible English dub for Dragon Ball Z Kai done in the frosty North, by the Sasquatch-breeding Canadians at Ocean Studios. For three years I have waited with bated breath, my eyes opening to the day with fresh hope that the dulcet tones of Doc Harris would course through my ears with "Stand by for Dragon Ball Z... Kai!", only to be struck each day with a sense of unrelenting defeat (moreso than usual). Eventually, I had no choice but to settle into a remarkably steady indifference, puncuated by the occasional glimmer of curiosity (and something somebody in the know told me).