My thoughts on superhero comics no killing rule.

So this isn’t going to be too long. I have always been a fan of superheroes since i was a kid. My favorite heroes were batman, superman and spiderman. Batman for his crime stories, Superman because of his awesome displays of might and Spidey for how the superhero life complicates normal social life (something marvel seems to forget, he has to have a social life to be disrupted. Its not about being young or about being down on your luck. Its the juggling of his parker life and his spidey life thats interesting)
Ok just watched the injustice 2 story mode on youtube. While the game play itselfwas quite excellent…but a bit too mkish, the story left me a bit cold. I’m not here to talk about the obvious issue…..coughbatwankcough……its about their intepretation of the no kill rule.
According to batman (or at least more moral superheroes in marvel/dc) a hero must never kill or else they’d run the risk of becoming villains too.
A sort of man becomes the monster he fights trope.
But this reason for it rings hollow and is a bit insulting.
First it kinda mocks people who work in law enforcement and the military who sometimes are forced to kill while in action. No reasonable person likes to kill, however some enemies/threats are so dangerous or the situation itself so dicey that sometimes the trigger needs to be pulled.
Secondly using this reason for why heroes dont kill is pretty arrogant in itself. I may be wrong but to me it implies that the hero in question is above the law. And that his choices carry more weight than they actually do.
Thirdly it makes heroes seem far more mentally fragile than i would like. Every other genre of action hero ( pulp, supernatural,cyberpunk,war) realises that there are peeps who need to be taken out. That make them bad in fact when they do we celebrate their badass actions. So why are superheroes the ones that will go crazy when they take a life? It feels weak especially since the real reason is (comic book publishers) to keep a set of rotating villains that the hero can fight over and over without worrying that he’d run out of peeps to punch.
So I reasoned out a different reason for the no kill rule that makes me at least feel a little better.
Heroes don’t kill because they aren’t allowed to. Either by overt laws or unspoken understanding.
Superheroes are a mix of first responders and heavy artillery that assist the existing law enforcement in protecting or enhancing society.
Understandably superheroes need a certain level of freedom in order to be effective which society grants in exchange for a promise/set of guidelines.
One of which is never to kill a suspect. This is naturally due to the fact that society should be the one to judge the criminals not vigilante justice.
So any superhero who kills maliciously loses all privileges and is treated as a criminal in order to prevent others from following such actions.
This I feel both ties the heroes closer to the societies they work in and makes a better case for why superheroes shouldn’t kill rather than you’ll get a taste for blood after killing.
Anyhow am I making sense or am I just over thinking this.
Wow this was longer than I thought for a random musing.

Looking for peace of mind.

I’ve been in a black mood lately. Things haven’t exactly been going well. In fact they’re kind of miserable.
The Paradox of the situation is that the most obvious solution to some of the issues facing me is the most difficult thing to acknowledge.
As I wandered through the corridors of Wrath, Fright and Procrastination, I found and brought to light several of these thoughts that are plaguing my mind at the moment.

• Sometimes one burns bridges because he/she is fearful or ashamed of when others cross over said bridges for a visit. Better to be alone than to face the possible disappointment/pity from peers.

•Sometimes the lesson you teach isn’t the moral that is learnt.

•If one is always deemed wrong, how can one be trusted to make decisions?

•If one’s happiness can only be granted by oneself, then why are the majority of one’s happiest moments in the presence of others?

•One loves the concept of life, but not life itself. Relationships,victories, growths are all envied and logically appreciated but are not experienced.

• when one is repressed for a long time, what comes out when it is finally free?

• An ideal is simply a desirable state of being not a mandate on what life should be.

• If everyone is different, why are we trying to assume there is a single way of life for all humans to follow?

• A lot of the time we simply do what we want and justify our actions afterwards.

Laying out the issues in my mind made me wonder, what exactly do I want. And what will it take for me to be content. Not happy but content.
I will spend some more time wandering these mental hallways.

The seven deadly sins

Seven Deadly Sins : Evil traits or Survival instincts.
It’s a common belief in christianity that indulging in the seven deadly sins would send your soul on a fast track to hell.
However, when you look at these sins, they seem pretty basic to human nature don’t they?
I might say without these so called ‘sins’ Humanity would not have survived so long on this planet.
Why?
Em…. because in essence they are our survival instincts. Those traits that help us to live and prosper and avoid or overcome threats.
How? Here’s the List.
1. Wrath: when you feel threatened, cheated or even just offended what do you feel? Anger of course! It’s your self defense mode in order to protect oneself from precieved threats. There are occasions where anger has helped in allowing people to make a meaningful change in their lives or to give a much needed boost in energy to overcome a threat.
2. Lust: Simply put we can call this the reproductive instinct. It’s a natural push to creating future generations of a species. It is also said to boost emotional connection between mates. I don’t think we need much more elaboration on this.
3. Greed: This is hoarding and stockpiling instinct. We could say it is the drive for future security. Knowing of the seasons of plenty and drought, it is reasonable to expect that this drive exists in order to insulate oneself from the harshness of such dry periods. I.e. The more you stockpile, the more you get to enjoy later.
4. Sloth: Without a whole bunch of laziness there would be no technology. Every innovation in technology to some extent was based on the desire for an easier, more comfortable alternative. Cars, television, Internet, video games all have an aspect of making certain activities easier.
5. Gluttony: This is related to greed in the sense that while greed is outward stockpiling, Gluttony is more inward.
In uncertain periods of human history it was not uncommon for people to gorge themselves whenever they found food, because they were never sure of when they could get another meal. Basically delaying the effects of starvation.
6. Pride: this could be the leadership/ambition/ confidence drive. Any idea needs the confidence to back it up. In order to get things done or to convince others of a particular choice/action, confidence in oneself is needed.
7. Envy: This could be called the competitive spirit. This is the reason sports as a whole exists. Some say that having a rival can enhance your skills and push one to greater achievements. This is one trait that helps humanity push forward and advance.
Yes over indulging in these traits can be a a very bad thing, as morality tales and quite a few religions state.
In my own opinion this is because to a certain extent these sins aren’t society friendly. What I mean is, these ‘sins’ are very self centered in nature.i.e. Gluttony and greed can restrict the availability of resources preventing others from accessing them. Lust can lead to broken hearts, resentment and jealousy amongst rivals or even between the supposed “harem” or even the offspring. Anger clouds judgment, envy can be destructive, pride can limit progress and problem solving, sloth leads to passiveness.
I guess the point to this little talk is that like all other “things” there are good and bad sides to it.
So what do you think? Am I just saying nonsense or do I have a point. Comments would be appreciated.

Heyo there! I’m back!
2016 was a bloody mess of a year in which I was forced to go offline for extended periods of time. No. More.
Weekly posts are to be expected.

Troubles and delays.

Seriously, this has been a difficult period for me. For the past 5 months, I’ve had issue after issue which has interrupted my art and kept me off writing.

First my family’s had some staffing issues which meant I had to play nanny to my younger brother Olaoluwa who has cerebral palsy. Love the guy, but the reality is that the daily routine of his care is very time consuming and tiring.

My Internet situation’s been a mess as well. For the first three months i’ve had no Internet at all. Had to live a nanny’s offline life.

Then my laptop charger and phone broke in the same week.

Thankfully they’ve both been fixed but the general situation wasn’t conducive to my creative spirit.

I’m still going to draw and write as much as allowed but I just needed to rant a bit.

Twelve days of battle.

So I was joking around and messing with the lyrics of twelve days of Xmas and developed this Lil gem.

Enjoy.

On the first day of Xmas, I and aenemy exchanged:
A free trip to Ibobi! (the ER!)

On the second day of Xmas, I and my enemy exchanged:
And a free trip to Ibobi! (the ER!)
Two black eyes

On the third day of Xmas, I and my enemy exchanged:
And a free trip to Ibobi! (the ER!)
Two black eyes
Three broken ribs

On the fourth day of Xmas, I and my enemy exchanged:
And a free trip to Ibobi! (the ER!)
Two black eyes
Three broken ribs
Four uppercuts

On the fifth day of Xmas, I and my enemy exchanged:
And a free trip to Ibobi! (the ER!)
Two black eyes
Three broken ribs
Four uppercuts
Five loose teeth!

On the sixth day of Xmas, I and my enemy exchanged:
And a free trip to Ibobi! (the ER!)
Two black eyes
Three broken ribs
Four uppercuts
Five loose teeth!
Six Machete Wounds

On the seventh day of Xmas, I and my enemy exchanged:
And a free trip to Ibobi! (the ER!)
Two black eyes
Three broken ribs
Four uppercuts
Five loose teeth!
Six Machete Wounds
Seven broken bones

On the eighth day of Xmas, I and my enemy exchanged:
And a free trip to Ibobi! (the ER!)
Two black eyes
Three broken ribs
Four uppercuts
Five loose teeth!
Six Machete Wounds
Seven broken bones
Eight dog bites

On the ninth day of Xmas, I and my enemy exchanged:
And a free trip to Ibobi! (the ER!)
Two black eyes
Three broken ribs
Four uppercuts
Five loose teeth!
Six Machete Wounds
Seven broken bones
Eight dog bites
Nine koboko (whip) Lashes

On the tenth day of Xmas, I and my enemy exchanged:
And a free trip to Ibobi! (the ER!)
Two black eyes
Three broken ribs
Four uppercuts
Five loose teeth!
Six Machete Wounds
Seven broken bones
Eight dog bites
Nine koboko (whip) Lashes
Ten Rat poison

On the Eleventh day of Xmas, I and my enemy exchanged:
And a free trip to Ibobi! (the ER!)
Two black eyes
Three broken ribs
Four uppercuts
Five loose teeth!
Six Machete Wounds
Seven broken bones
Eight dog bites
Nine koboko (whip) Lashes
Ten Rat poison
Eleven Acid baths

On the twelfth day of Xmas, I and my enemy exchanged:
And a free trip to Ibobi! (the ER!)
Two black eyes
Three broken ribs
Four uppercuts
Five loose teeth!
Six Machete Wounds
Seven broken bones
Eight dog bites
Nine koboko (whip) Lashes
Ten Rat poison
Eleven Acid baths
Twelve bullet holes

Hope that at least amused you.

Friendship and expectations.

I was considering a saying ‘ good men bear burdens while bad men cast them aside’ when I paused mid thought.
Was it correct? Must we be shackled by our roles and expectations to be considered good? Are those who are true to themselves bad for walking away from the expected path? Many have broken under the weight of their responsibilities while others have lost themselves, never finding their way back.
Evolution/change doesn’t happen by staying the same. However safety and stability cannot be found on ever shifting sands.
However my thoughts shifted to friendships (yeah I’m a random sort of person) and wondered if it was possible to have a friendship without expectations.
By its very nature a friendship can be said to be a social contract in which favors are exchanged for the mutual benefit of the parties involved.
So… it’s not exactly possible for there to be a friendship without expectations. I mean hoping to enjoy their company is an expectation in itself.
But how much is reasonable, and how much is too much?
Admittedly, I have been the kind of individual that has failed/ disappointed quite a few people in my lifetime, and have also been disappointed in turn.
But I wondered is the fault on those who were expected or the ones expecting?
Some cases are easy. If a promise was made n broken it’s the fault of the one making it. If none were made its the expectees fault for not making themselves clear.
However some cases aren’t so simple. If I befriended a son of a rich man, is he expected to give me a loan when I’m broke? If I befriend a person with disabilities, to what extent is it good to give assistance?
Some times its clear, others ambiguous.
Just some ramblings I needed to let out.