Apathy in a post-Trump America

26 Feb

Since Trump left office, I’m watching the news less. It’s not holding my interest. I don’t seem to care.

Part of this is because I don’t find myself waking up every day being outraged by whatever offensive, terrible thing our president has done or said over the past 24 hours. Maybe I’m just feeling a sense of safety and security now.

It’s not that there isn’t still things to be outraged about. Kids are still separated from parents and in cages. Racist attacks are on the rise, and now towards Asians. We’ve still got war in the middle east. We have Qanon and insurgent co-conspirettors in our government. People are suffering from cold in a state that doesn’t know cold, and their own leadership has abandoned them. And that’s just off the top of my head.

Maybe it’s not apathy or a false sense of security. Perhaps, I’m just tired. I’m burnt out by the Trump era. I need a break. I need to watch sitcoms and super-hero shows, and go back to writing about TV crossovers, because my brain just can’t process the never-ending drama of America right now. I don’t want to talk about cancel culture. I don’t want to fight about Mr. Potato Head. I’m sick of hearing about people’s anti-mask paranoia. I just want to watch cartoons and read comics and regress back to my childhood for a while, if that’s okay with you.

Saturday Morning Crossovers now in paperback!

19 Feb
Remember Saturday Morning Cartoons? Welcome to the first of a series of books from the creator of the Television Crossover Universe that explores the crossovers that makes our favorite Saturday morning cartoons part of a larger shared cartoon universe and multiverse.

I had so much fun writing this book, I’ve already started on Volume 2!

New Book!

4 Feb

The paperback has an issue with the cover sizing, but the kindle version is now available. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08VWZRQXZ/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=saturday+morning+crossover&qid=1612445658&sr=8-1

Saturday Morning Crossovers by [Robert Wronski]

Remember Saturday Morning Cartoons? Welcome to the first of a series of books from the creator of the Television Crossover Universe that explores the crossovers that makes our favorite Saturday morning cartoons part of a larger shared cartoon universe and multiverse.

Saturday Morning Crossovers

22 Sep

While I haven’t done much work in the TVCU blog lately, I’m 100 pages into Saturday Morning Crossovers (the project which used to be tentatively titles Cartoon Multiverse: The Cartoon Crossover Encyclopedia).
The book is half original material and half blog post reprints. Rather than trying to fit all cartoons into a singular continuity (my original goal), I’m instead writing a series of individual chronologies based on what was airing on Saturday morning in 1970.
So far my subjects are for the first 100 pages: The Reluctant Dragon and Mr. Toad, The Bugs Bunny/Road Runner Hour, The Heckle and Jeckle Show, The Woody Woodpecker Show, Sabrina and the Groovie Goolies, Will the Real Jerry Lewis Please Sit Down!, Josie and the Pussycats, The Further Adventures of Dr. Dolittle, Harlem Globetrotters, The Pink Panther Show, Archie’s Funhouse, H.R. Pufnstuf, The Hardy Boys, and Scooby-Doo, Where Are You!.

New Podcast: Comics to Screen

11 Aug

In January of 2018 I embarked on a quest to watch every movie based on an English language comic book.
I have finally completed my quest. So now what? Well, it’s been suggested to me that I should have some sort of forum to discuss my views on the films I watched, and so I’m launching a new podcast, Super Entertainment presents Comics to Screen, in which I will discuss comic book movies.
This won’t just be film reviews. Because these are all comic book movies, each podcast, I will discuss the history of the comics that the films are based upon, how well the film adapted the source material, and where the film fits into a larger continuity (such as it’s placement in the MCU timeline, or is it part of the Arrowverse multiverse, etc.) And of course, I will also offer my uneducated, but very opinionated views of the films I watched, to tell you if they were gold or garbage.
The new podcast won’t launch for a little while. I have to get a new laptop that can store the software and files. But once it launches, I’ll let you all know here.

It’s the End of the World As We Know It…

21 Mar

And I don’t feel fine.

I’m amazed how fast things changed.

I have to admit, just a few weeks ago, I was in the camp that this was going to blow over and it wouldn’t be a big deal.  I was wrong.  This spread so fast, and in the past few weeks, our government, mostly on state level, has reacted with extreme (but needed) precautions.

I get this whole need for social distancing and sheltering in place.  This self-quarantine.

But it sucks.

If this had happened some years ago, it wouldn’t have been much of a change for me.

For a time, I never left my apartment anyways.  I lived in deep depression, and this wouldn’t have been a lifestyle change for me.

But I spent years overcoming my depression and isolationist behavior, and re-entered the world.  I developed a structure of fellowship and support, which involved being around other human beings as a vital aspect.

And now I don’t get to go to AA meetings.  There are online meetings.  There are phone meetings.  Both miss the vital aspect I need.  That half-hour before the meeting.  The fellowship.

My church has also stopped meeting.  No coffee hour.  No bible discussion.  I can drink coffee alone.  I can read the bible alone.  But I miss the gathering.  I even miss the uncomfortable arguments that would come from so many different people coming together.

I’m stuck at home, realizing that despite my mental health/recovery supports, I never re-developed a social circle of friends. I am alone.  And that was actually okay.  I didn’t mind that I spend most of my time alone, because I got to have those meetings and coffee hours.  As an introvert, I would go and spend an hour with people, and that would fill my need, then I was able to go home and be alone again and that was okay.  Now grocery shopping is my only real interaction with other people.  I sit home watching the news, and our president won’t tell the truth, because he thinks he has to exaggerate a positive spin for us, but I just want honesty, because honesty is safe.

It’s also been an awkwardly weird few weeks for me for other reasons, that this pandemic just has topped it off.

I was working at a shelter.  A few weeks ago a guest punched me.  Rather than being supportive, the bosses at the shelter chose to attack me.  I consulted with several other people in the field, people who work in equivalent roles to my bosses.  They all agreed that I handled the situation commendably, and that my boss was ridiculous.  Realizing that I was in a toxic, abusive situation with my employer, I quit.

But meanwhile, I had been, with the shelter season ending, applying to other jobs.  Five jobs I responded to all contacted me in at the same time.  I spent two weeks (yes, during this crazy pandemic), interviewing.  I expected that maybe one might offer me a job.

It has been a weird few weeks for interviewing.  One job decided after the interview to halt the hiring process until this pandemic crisis is under control.  In another interview, we all had to sit six feet apart, and definitely no hand shakes.  Meeting with an HR representative, she wouldn’t let me in the building, and made me fill out the paperwork in my car!

So of the five jobs I applied for:

My top choice is peer support specialist for ServiceNet Recovery Zone in Greenfield.  They are still checking references to my knowledge.

My second choice was for recovery coach for Community Health Center of Franklin County.  They are the ones who halted the hiring process until the pandemic is over.

My third choice is for office manager for the Recover Project.  I have to go back on Tuesday to take a computer test.

My fourth choice is for overnight staff at the Greenfield Family Inn.  They are supposed to be getting HR to reach out to me, but that hasn’t happened yet.

My bottom choice is for overnight relief staff (seasonal) for the Interfaith Cot Shelter.  That is my bottom choice mostly because it’s only two nights and the job ends April 30.  But ironically, it’s the one I’m closest to getting.  I filled out the hire paperwork with HR.  They are just waiting on me to get fingerprinted, my direct deposit info, and my CORI to come back.

The other major lifestyle change is that I got a car.  Yes, I got a car, that I have to make payments on, then I quit my job!  But, if I hadn’t gotten the car, I wouldn’t have been able to attend these job interviews.  And the car has been so helpful with being able to go to the grocery store, so that I’m not paying for overpriced food at the corner market.

So…  I’m really missing my meetings and church stuff.  I miss the fellowship.  Oh, and movies.  I miss going to the movies.  Watching TV is not the same as the movie theater experience.  But… It’s not much of a lifestyle change for me to stay home.  It’s not much of a lifestyle change for me to be alone.

I saw a meme on Facebook that said “I picked the wrong year to get my shit together” and that really sums it up.  When I was living with depression and isolation, none of this would have really affected me.  But now that I actually am getting back out into the world… Sorry, the world is closed.  The moose out front should have told you.  (Who gets that reference?)

 

The Return of Random Facebook Posts

15 Feb

I used to have a series on this blog where I would just reprint my random Facebook posts.  So here you go…

Happy singles day to all my single friends. And to all my friends in relationships… well, I hope you have a lovely Valentine’s Day I suppose.

Last night I felt like death. But after some ibuprofen and several cups of coffee I feel great. I got to pee a lot though.

Kids from a local elementary school made joke books for our shelter. Since I’m willing to do anything to stay awake I decided to read it. Definitely elementary school humor. Very cute jokes. It’s very nice of the students to compile these books for the shelter.

An exhausting shift at work tonight. My whole body hurts and I just want to sleep. But still got another seven hours to go on my shift. I’m getting too old for overnights. Just three more months of this shelter season and then I think I’m no longer going to do overnight shift ever again.

Lately, all I want to do is sleep. I think I’m getting too old for working 12 hour overnight shifts.

Pastoral care

8 Feb

Although I haven’t been involved in CITN during the week I am still practicing pastoral counseling.

Though I have a strict policy at work and in life in general to not introduce religion into a conversation, all the guests at the shelter know of my role at Cathedral and so they come to me regularly to engage in spiritual and theological conversations, and I don’t shy away from those opportunities.

I’m also able to use my role at the shelter to sit and listen as people share their stories with me. My desk at work substitutes for the wall at First Churches. And I’ve also had the opportunity to help several guests find housing, and to access health care and other services.

So I’m not squandering my calling. This new job as Assistant Manager at the shelter has expanded my opportunity to serve God. And I’m also learning so much that I hope to carry back with me to my work at Cathedral.

The Turning: A Review with Spoilers

1 Feb

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It was terrible.

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First off, the trailer.  The trailer made it seem like it was a movie about evil kids torturing and murdering nannies.  It wasn’t.  They spliced bits of dialogue out of context to sell a different movie than what it actually was.

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So it was a mystery… that was never solved.  It was a ghost story, or maybe she was just crazy… but we never find out which.

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The ending was supposed to be all plot twist like M. Night Shyamalan, but it was just confusing.

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If she was crazy, that means all the ghost stuff was in her head.  But then the director seriously fucked that up.  Because there were haunting things that she didn’t see, that were only seen by the kids or sometimes just by the audience.  If it was all in her head, everything should have been seen by her.  A mannequin turning it’s head after she leaves the room, where only we the audience can see, is not in her head.

It feels like the director filmed the whole film, then made up the ending at the last minute, and forgot everything he previously filmed.  It was lazy directing.

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Even the kid from Stranger Things couldn’t save this film.

Also, the writing was terrible and the acting was terrible.

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I’m not a film hater.  Unlike a lot of fanboys, I actually love movies.  Even the ones everyone hates.   I liked Batman V. Superman.  I liked the Star Wars prequels.  But this movie actually made me angry.   I felt like the director wasted my time.  I tried to be invested in this mystery, despite the film being boring, and in the end, there was no payoff.  It was like I was sucker punched in my brain.

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Don’t watch this movie.  Don’t rent it.  Don’t stream it.  Don’t catch it on cable.  You have better things to do, like counting ceiling tiles.

2019

21 Dec

After a few rough years, 2019 was a spectacularly good year.

I had a Dorian Gray chronology published in the anthology, Dorian Gray: Darker Shades, and have since gotten another story picked up for an upcoming anthology from Wild Hunt Press, and I’m working on several other writing projects to be published early next year.

I got to visit my son in South Carolina, and meet the people in his world, and watch him walk down the aisle at graduation.

Then I had my own graduation from the School of Lay Ministry.

Following that, after nearly two decades, I finally had back surgery, which had miraculous results on my physical condition.

I then had an article published in the Daily Hampshire Gazette.

And finally, and most recently, I was hired as Assistant Manager of a homeless shelter, allowing me to finally get off of disability, and my income has doubled.

I couldn’t have had the great success this year without the support of God and the friends and family God has placed in my life, and my church and other fellowships.

Let’s hope that this trend continues into 2020.