Cult Worship & How I Almost Got "Cancelled"
Buckle up, folks, because this one's a fuckin' ride. Hey, everyone, I'm still not dead but am rather stuck in the sort of existential nightmare that is known as caring for someone with dementia and Alzheimer's who routinely forgets who I am. It's a real blast. As such, I rarely (i.e. never) really find time to get anything written anymore, which has sucked immensely. Thanks to a bit of finagling, things are a little more workable for me now and I am once more traversing into this thing that I have a passion for for reasons that sometimes escape me. One of those times was fairly recently because, over on everyone's favourite hell-site Twitter, I made a comment that painted a target on me that summarily turned me into what Lindsay Ellis appropriately called "the villain of the day" because context means nothing. Pictured here, a reenactment of my feelings for that two day period. Now, who here knows who a Zack Snyder is and has heard of the fabled cu
