Believe All UFO Abductees.

Have you ever heard of a tale so unbelievable, yet so much like the last one you heard not a week before? Have you heard the tales of woe from unsuspecting, obliviously foolish, and while not deserving of what they experienced somewhat at fault to one degree or another? I’m not really all that interested in people dragging politics into this issue, no matter how much this sounds like I’m talking about rape allegations on college campuses or in the swamp, but I’d like us to focus on what really matters to us as a people, our culture, and the countless victims of Martian med students.

Back to the question at hand. Have you ever heard of these wild, tall tales? Crazy right? I mean, who in their right mind would not only stop their truck just meters away from an interstellar drunk driving scene, but not pull an immediate U-turn? I don’t mean to sound like I’m blaming the victims here, but just because a fat, balding, and suspender wearing farmer of 50 or so years might not be the hot shit on the block doesn’t mean preying eyes and probes of intergalactic sailors don’t want a piece off that ass. Frankly, in a phrase, it couldn’t be me. It wouldn’t be me. I know the bad parts of the parsec.

It’s just all so unbelievable. But I’ve been so informed by friends, family, and colleagues that this isn’t polite form any longer, and it hasn’t been so for some time. To disbelieve is to invalidate the event entirely. Even if it didn’t happen. Even now, I’m still struggling and growing to this changing environment I now find myself in. I’m not really sure if I’ll even be able to hold a job down for very long if I say the wrong thing at the U-boat pen. So, for now, I’d like to restate my commitment to the truth, everyone’s personal truths, and my own, that I believe all UFO abductees.

That said

If you haven’t heard of the popping hot new Laotian illustrated novella “Drama Queen” you might be normal, and your intake of CNN or pro-trans twitter posts shouldn’t be questioned or adjusted. Keep on keepin on. For the rest of you freaks who otherwise live under a rock but hate it, it’s the fresh new controversy from Shonen Jump magazine. A monthly publishing rag that has given us the best and worst comics Japan has on offer for the last some odd decades. The controversy? Believing women. The main character, a woman, more specifically.

Now, for the initiated, you will be the most at a loss than those who don’t browse twitter, YouTube, or 4chong. The woke mob, Allah forgive me for uttering the phrase, have a laundry list of must-have’s and must-nots for everything and everyone. Game devs, news anchors, mutuals on Bluesky, and, of course, fan artists and manga authors. The narrative can’t be too traditional, the Christian has to begrudgingly agree that trans congregates are fine just not in leadership roles, you can’t post anything that we might find offensive ten years from now today, or it’s your ass, don’t you dare draw a slightly non-white character two tenths of a hexadecimal value lighter than cannon art, and under no circumstances should female characters (the left still don’t know wtf those are) to have cute or attractive proportions, habits, hobbies, or jobs.

This all begs the question: What can artists do? What is permissible? Ugly female characters. Counter Christian/Western values in narratives. Promotion of left-wing ideology or propaganda. Stuff like that. So, what gives? Why wouldn’t the shitlibs promote and celebrate a manga about an underage woman, out on her own, stuck in a man’s world, hit and otherwise abused her own boss at her grueling and underpaying 9-5 factory job, not to mention any other men on the street that just pop her right in the nose for no other reason than indifference? Why is she not the exact thing they’re screeching for? She’s not exactly ugly per se, but Tomboys are usually left alone by the shitlib mob. She’s not well-endowed, not uber rich or, even worse, middle class. She’s not skilled or important to anyone, not even her parents. From the outside looking in, she’s the perfect stand-in character for all liberals. Even the ‘men’ on Reddit. So what gives?

It’s not about her

It’s about the aliens. The aliens that abuse and oppress her and everyone else on her planet. Didn’t I mention that? The abusive men in her life have one other thing in common: They’re from another planet. That really is odd, given, especially now that we live in a media to reality loop back complex (MRLC) in which asking probing or clarifying questions upon a woman’s accusations of sexual assault leads to sideways glances at best and losing your livelihood at worst. The green-grocer effect doesn’t help us any either of course, after all, to continue my penance for my lack of faith as stated in the beginning, you may not believe in aliens, and you might even have verifiable and repeatable quantitative data that proves UFOs are just a mirage of swap gas and air force waste of tax monies, but you don’t want to lose your job over something as trivial as whether or not some stupid bitch got sucked up into a flying saucer. So, UFOs are real to you now, at least at work. Right? What’s the hangup, then? If we must believe abductees in real life, then why don’t we do the same for the sake of narrative? Art and life are in an increasingly desperate struggle to imitate the other, so why wouldn’t we worship at the altar of simulacra? Why don’t we believe this (simulated) woman in this (simulated) reconstruction of the world we live in?

Because it’s offensive to people of the sacred hue (green)

Believe it or not, this really was on my annual bingo card. Like it is every year. I’m often unsure of how stupid my ideological enemies are but conflating fictional animosity towards green spacemen with real life “racism” is no different from just saying black people are from another planet. In essence. Like, I’m cool and all, but is that really where the left wants to frame this discussion they’ve wanted to avoid for the last 40 years? It’s like they’re opening up the floodgates for legit racism, as opposed to the fake internet kind and the tinfoil conspiracy theory that racism is some kind of residue left behind in buildings and institutions. This actually is not the first time this has happened in popular media. Recall the ‘video game’ “Detroit: Become Human.” On the surface, this was just a retelling of the civil rights movement in the United States to a modern audience. Androids are the new subhuman class we despise but simultaneously depend upon. Some flee to Canida via the neo-underground railroad, others seek legal justice through the system, and others start a rebellion. The choice of how things go down is up to the player, who is really just watching an interactive cutscene. Under the surface, and with more scrutiny, however, the analogy breaks apart. Robots are literally not human. They’re not people, no matter how much you might wish or believe them to be. Make your own conclusions about the authenticity of the release of that product during the BLM riots, but it can’t be argued it’s an effective tool for preaching unity or something gushy like that. If anything, it’s a cautionary tale against building machines in our image, which once more does not bode well for leftist sentiment about cylons or the staffing of spicy food trucks.

So what? Massively online shitlibs are freaking out about the hypothetical, and unproven, connection between fictitious Martians and their behavior with those of legal and illegal aliens in the meat-space. Does this really mean anything? These people told a 16-year-old girl to kill herself for drawing a Steven Universe character the wrong way. Clearly the voice of good judgment and taste. They have their priorities in order and are not afraid to tell you about them. It would do us all some good to hear them out. You know, so we don’t be racist against people with laser guns and warp drives.

So obviously, we need to reexamine the events of the cannon. All we know for sure is that this crazy female has wicked crazy nose bleeds and claims she’s been hit. The fact we don’t explicitly see the hits or altercations is highly suspect, or so the PC police tell us. Okay, fine. What else? Well, obviously, letting your boss die on the factory floor in a whoosh of flammables, while not murder or manslaughter, was an act of indifference to the sanctity of life. She might even be suffering from a mild case of psychopathy. Learning that her new coworker friend had lost his family in a car accident with an alien and that no investigation was perused by the police is never shown to be true or proven beyond a reasonable doubt. He could just be an agent of chaos and human suprematism, or himself a victim of misinformation. His conspiracy theory about the meteor being a staged or manufactured event to get onto earth without a military campaign is also dangerous and unverifiable. In fact, throughout the narrative the overwhelming amounts of visible print and televised media only shows how great human-alien relations are and the incredible technologies that have been shared with us have produced. Very little credible sources of information or news have ever brought this up at all. Moreover, it’s uncouth and odd to even say things like this in public. Nobody would even believe you or ever want to associate with you if they knew you thought things like that. Even the main character knows and verbalizes this to herself. Obviously, she knows she’s in the wrong, but she still feels animosity anyway. Ultimately, circumstances come to a head when both our main leads accidentally kill and alien and to hide the evidence cook and eat him. Unhinged and unjustifiable and on the wrong side of history.

So we don’t believe all women now?

Well, obviously not racist women. If they speak out about Green rape or assault, it’s borne of nothing more than hatred and ignorance. Prejudice. Could you imagine hating and denigrating a whole class or race of people you’ve never met or interacted with? Couldn’t be me. Won’t be me. Obviously, a woman feeling animosity for Green on Asian crime statistics is an Asian supremacist. Nothing could ever justify or explain away her behavior. She’s literally eating people. Well, not literal people, I guess. I don’t know. It’s just all so confusing. We just can’t have a loud, noisy, and hysterical woman screeching about some bullshit about her being assaulted on the street or in the workplace. Obviously. I think. Gosh, when did I become the liberal?

Media literacy moment

In the wisdom of the new left-wing vanguard, wokesters, black marxists, restorative justice advocates and so on, the ideas of revolutionary resistance to forgiven oppression is not to be intermixed with fighting a bloodless invasion and subversion of your homeland. You could be forgiven for wondering why I repeated myself after telling you these two identical things are no longer alike. You’d also have to face the wall now. Questioning this framing is one of the most treasonous things you can do to the leftist vanguard orthodoxy. It’s essentially, to barrow a turn of phrase from Yarvin, been smuggled into the Cathedral at this point. Neoliberals will no longer argue the point at this current juncture. The key ‘distinction’ here is that one of these things is resistance to colonization (read and assumed as European), and the other is racist xenophobia (read and assumed as European). Pay no mind to the fact that this is a Japanese story about a Japanese place, with Japanese characters in Japan. You’re missing the point here. Somehow. And while it might be dictionary correct to ponder upon the unperceived racism of our shitlib friends transplanting one set of ethnic complaints and prejudices upon another, it truly doesn’t matter. You’ve been the bigot the whole time.

Feel free to read this particularly wordy screenshot from a shitlib if any of that made too much sense.

Obviously, this is total and self-evident malarkey. Literally nobody can actually believe this without being completely bought into the scheme or demoralized enough to see resistance as impossible. Out of all the people you meet on the street that could recite this rhetoric garbage, less than a tenth of them actually believe it in any deep or meaningful way. This is because to understand it at all is to know the face of its true value, which in this case is all but hollow. Remember, the argument here is that you can be revolutionarily anti-colonialist but not to the wrong hue or shade because that becomes racism.

Clearly, something is wrong here. I’m not the first to opine on this, and it’s happened all so quickly that many leftoids have given up the jig already. This leads us to the secondary lib cope: it’s really about Americans. Americans in Japan. See, it makes a little bit of sense. Imagine how Okinawans feel about the US Marine Corps presence on their islands. All the mischief and hoodlumism Americans can get up to is pretty extreme compared to the meek and mild-mannered cultures of Southeast Asia. This, the libs will now tell you, is why Drama Queen isn’t actually that racist. Like it is, maybe a little, but American’s aren’t a race. Americans, even if they were a race, would totally deserve to be hated the world over. We’re so rude and ill-behaved and disrespectful of cultural norms and standards. Of course, a Japanese author would single out Americans. We’re bad, and we deserve what we got coming to us. It writes itself, doesn’t it?

Average “Americans”

But this begs the question, what kind of Americans? I’m an American, so my murican’ senses start to tingle when weirdos online say strange things about me and my gang. I know how I conducted myself while abroad in the Land of the Morning Calm. I kept good company out there broadly speaking, and sure it’s absolutely true that American’s still have a sense of that outlaw and rebel spirit in them, at least in comparison with the average Korean. But there absolutely was a sexual assault problem on the peninsula, and it wasn’t the locals doing the crime. Not only was the majority of sexually aggravated assaults and rape conducted by Americans in the country, but nearly all of it was GI on local nationals. Not on each other, no blue on blue, call it blue on green. Interestingly enough, you could track nearly seventy percent of all cases to a single battalion: 2-1 Air Defense Artillery. This, of course, is not widely known or reported. You really do have to be there, in the thick of it, to know of such things. Speaking frankly, the Status of Forces Agreement between both states would suffer immense harm and scrutiny if any of these facts were to come into (official) public light. The simple fact of the matter is that the local nationals on the ground, especially with affected family, spread this by word of mouth and are likely treated in a similar way older conservatives might remember the media environment of the early 1990s. Not a breath on the things you know are happening or care about, but no direct suppression of your voices. I will not go on to pontificate on the breakdown or makeup of the regiment itself or the 13 series as a whole, but if you want to know what kind of Americans rape the weakest and most helpless among our allies, you can do that on your own. I, for one, am offended that people on the twitter dot com would slander my entire country with this sin. Sorry if I’m being a bit of a snowflake about false allegations. Just know that if this is what the Japanese are talking about, they do not speak of this problem lightly or vaguely.

Never forget that these are the same people who cheered on the book banning of “To Kill a Mockingbird” and “Tom Sawyer” from American classrooms due to how squeamish and afraid they were of a single two syllable word. They want nothing to do with looking at the problem or speaking about it, nor considering its full effects and effectors or causes. These things must be stamped out and without a second thought or second opinion. Otherwise, you end up with reasonable people asking reasonable questions to unreasonable people who have no compunction to hide who or what they are to the general public. It’s always a disaster. Once upon a time, you could just lock people up in the laughing academy or even the White House basement if their continued public life was too inconvenient.

Now, while we’re done with the topic of how green our skins is (or isn’t) we can move on to something a bit more metapolitical. Indeed, the cope gets worse and more advanced from here. You may not believe it now, but this art is actually a tool of anti-democratic sentiment and is dangerous to your voting rights. It’s true. I read it online. See, the issue at hand in this particular complaint isn’t the xenoscim present in the story, but under the surface of the world building. People just can’t get enough of those xenos. They speak of xeno good will. They sing praises of xeno ingenuity and charity. Human women even want to date xenos. But it’s all, somehow, a lie in the twisted minds of our protagonists. Which is no different from the author telling you that the main characters, the good guys, are correct in their assessment. That being the general population is unable to act or think independently or critically upon their shared situation. This is very dangerous to our democracy. It is a cornerstone of our democratic institutions that we believe with no obvious exceptions that people can, and do, vote on their informed and educated opinions on how they want to be governed. To insinuate that people could be propagandized into false beliefs, or demoralized by hostile information and phycological warfare, is to damage the fragile system we hold so dear. Smuggling anti-democracy tenets and bullet points into the manga is nearly as dangerous the racism. Maybe more so.

This would only make sense if we forget or ignore that the government, our government, indeed all governments, employ information and phycological warfare operations to shape conflicts and geopolitical competition the world over. Allies and enemies alike. And why do they do it? Because it fucking works. But oh, go on dear liberal, tell me how propaganda not real doe. The irony is that this liberal approved way to think and feel about their own favored system, below only that of democratic socialism, is actually far more of a ding against it than anything a random manga artist in Japan could ever dare dream to be. How hollow their tacit approval is when their opinion of it is so poor.

This, of course, is not the only thing that liberals hold and have that suffers. It’s their imagination that gets as little exercise as their pattern recognition skills. They can’t read or watch anything without needing to know the correct take, the proper feelings, or the expected reaction. Frankly, its feminine nature betrays itself here more than in most other instances. It’s just the same as a group of women speaking loudly at a restaurant over the menu. Nobody actually tells anyone what they’re going to be getting, only sending out feelers and inquiries. “Wow, those blueberry pancakes look pretty good, right Janice?” “Oh, Annie, you should totally get the pumpkin pie.” “Who else thinks the waffles look amazing?” All jockeying for support and affirmation of their cause. Otherwise, you could be left out in the cold, like Kaitie. Katie ordered the soup and forgot that all her friends think soup is for old people and lames. She’s stumbled into the third classic blunder! Never order soup when the mean girls go to Denny’s! Oh! The shame! The humiliation! Better not risk it, even for the biscuit. Let’s just see where the herd goes and then go with the flow. Ultimately, the liberal operates on the basis of group approval or a consensus filter. This is really nothing more than a safety mechanism. He thinks nothing about what he wants, beyond his brand of cereal vape or kink, but the collective wisdom of the subreddit or the twitter mob are to be obeyed, lest he be cast out into the wilderness. You know, where the rest of us animals live. To hold his opinions is to potentially be against the tide and against his mutuals on the bird shit site. Nobody has that kind of gumption. Nobody could be that brazen to believe their thoughts and argue them in front of the court of public opinion and face rebuke! Nobody! But we’ve finally hit the last station on this line. The true nature of the world the shitlibs have built for themselves and the rest of us.

It is precisely because shitlibs cannot think or read for themselves that they also hold next to no imagination. Everything is racism. Everything is sexism. Everything has to be pointed out and deconstructed. Nothing is sacred, nothing is beyond reproach. Except for the few things, you can’t question or utter heresy over. Nothing is allowed to be fun or funny if it isn’t group tested and studied first. There must be top-down oversight and approval for jokes and other media products. Otherwise, how could you possibly know if something is funny or not? You might even laugh at something that isn’t funny, and that’s no laughing matter. The problem is that this cage they’ve built for themselves is invisible to them. Liberals can’t imagine a type of tyranny that isn’t what’s on TV, movies or in books, so since they can’t imagine or innovate it themselves. Without knowing, it can exist, it simply must not exist. “post-totalitarian” and “anarchy-tyranny” is nothing more than a fantasy cooked up by Eastern Bloc state ingrates and crypto-anarchist tech dude bros. I mean, if there were such things as a government system that protects criminals and punishes the law-abiding public, the news would tell you so. It’s their job. They have to do that. They can’t just lie to you. That’s not allowed. If it’s not on TV or in an accredited peer-reviewed journal, it’s not real.

“Within the system, every individual is trapped within a dense network of the state’s governing instruments… themselves legitimated by a flexible but comprehensive ideology, a ‘secularized religion’…it is therefore necessary to see, argued Havel, that power relations…are best described as a labyrinth of influence, repression, fear and self-censorship which swallows up everyone within it, at the very least by rendering them silent, stultified and marked by some undesirable prejudices of the powerful…”

Thankfully, as always, the “media literacy” crowd has come under fire, by illiterates like me, for not understanding or knowing how to feel or think about fictional narrative events without the heavy hand of the author present. What do these blockheads need? A giant Far side comic-tier sign that labels the villains and protagonists with giant text bubbles or name tags? It really is a massive step backwards for progressivism if nuance can just be wiped away from the arsenal. If you’re getting the impression that these people are midwits, and not the worldly, traveled, materialist individuals they claim they are, you might need to watch some more publicly funded TV.

Conspiracy: Blinded by the Gaslamp

Back to the media literacy thing, for the last time, it would be ignorance on my part not to point out that, in fact, this really all could be a liberal bait and switch by the author. These two characters really could be the villains in this story and the whole exercise could be a giant “fuck you” to the xenophobic (loaded term) policies of the Japanese state and culture and so inclined Westerners more broadly. If that turns out to be the case and this serialization turns into a dumpster fire with nothing interesting, valuable or novel to say? I just won’t be reading any more of it, and it won’t bother me none. Because I can just turn off the computer. I can just walk away and drink a beer outside, in my car, on I-95, followed by the state troopers, just living in the moment. Crazy? No. Easy? Yes. But you didn’t come here for my advice on how to live your life. You came here wanting to know the truth. You know it’s out there, and you know that I know it, too. We’re all just stuck here on this stupid fucking dirt ball trying to make sense of a senseless and indifferent universe. You know there’s something more here. Probably. Right? There must be something deeper going on. There just has to be.

So here it is: The real scoop? The author is doing this all on purpose. To illustrate to his readers, media savvy enough to read between the lines and outside the page, how exactly consumed and crippled with the official narrative your friends and neighbors really, truly are. What do you mean the aliens are bad? They’re just like us, you bigot! There’s nothing more dangerous about them than any of us. In fact, the aliens are less likely to murder or mug you. The TV told me so!

A final and sobering reminder that consensus is a weapon. Far more powerful than conspiracy.