Xtinction Agenda

For their image to be carried swiftly around the globe, many have paid a terrible price and many will again. Dignity, privacy, humanity, everything for sale just so long as a person in line at the grocery store knows their name.  Fame and celebrity name a ritual act, a sacrifice. They are the keys to the kingdom, a means of ascension. But also a gateway to omnipotent madness. "For someone who call...

 "What, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you: 'This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more' ... Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: 'You...

Tyranny is a collage of small, empty voices, false faces that talk and talk and talk, responding constantly to each other but never saying anything, never standing for anything, never seeing. Blind perspectives and holographic authority, these are the servants of the secret rulers, the fat men and horrors. We live in the world they created.  Who will save us from this? What force can wrench us fre...

He brought the war back home to them, back to all those sweaty little men who got their kicks from telling Leroy to sling that paint, boy. He brought a war like they wouldn't have believed. And the world watched. They watched when at first there were lies and then again when only the awful truth remained. They watched the colonel bring the war hero to justice, closing the loop, sealing the wound s...

Justice before the dark mirror is not anti-justice. It is death and insanity. And every principle of goodness requires a strong man. Or, in this instance, two strong men. And a telepathic woman. Persons willing to get their hands dirty in order to set things right, to battle death and enclose madness, to save the hedonists from themselves.  "Let the dead fluidsss flow!"

The Devil whispered into the young Captain's ear, "I just want you to think big, Frank, for Christ's sake!" The young Captain, overrun, turned his mind to the hunger inside him and to the vision set before his eyes and he said 'yes'. He thought as big and wide as one could manage and then grabbed the sixty. It was time to finish them. All of them. Every god damned last one of them. "Not every day...

People are creeps. Just a bunch of creeps crawling around with their tongues out licking the ground for food. Frank knows this. He hunts for the biggest creep he can find and gives him what for. Tries to anyway. The man in red, overcoming the barrel roll, carries the creep off to justice. In response, Frank does drugs in Mexico. "I'll need my uzi to handle this mob."

Put on The National. We are sad dads. Sad dads who cannot be glad. Who cannot be glad about being dads.  It's dark, bro. Give us a day or two to post a new episode. Please. 24 hours. Something. Just put the gun down. We are doing it for Maria and the kids.

Even if the improvisation of serialized fiction is eternal, nothing stays the same. All is change. The mainstream comics world has new blood, writers who have entered the scene since 2017. We decided to find out who they were and then pit them against each other. We wanted blood. And we got blood. A river of it.  Gerry Duggan vs. Tini Howard, Kelly/Lanzing vs. Tom Taylor, Kelly Thompson vs. Saladi...

Reality is bending. If we wake up, it breaks. Or does it? Does it matter if The Key finally slides into The Lock? Or has it already happened? Would we know the difference if a drug addled, megalomaniacal lunatic merged with the fabric of being itself?  The punch is spiked, the phone is back on the hook, and we are spinning wildly three years into the past. Tie us up before we cause too much harm....

She's been twelve for a long time, under the care of her own inept Renfield. Now she is alone. Meanwhile, he's been building his quiet rage, preparing himself for the pleasures of murder. Outcasts both, they find each other, tapping kisses into the pine.  Twenty five years earlier, Tony Scott makes an extended music video. Somehow these are both vampire movies. Find out why! [ Sarah smiles, shakes...

This one goes out to Swedish Noble, Jake Gyllenhaal. The Swifties done did him dirty. Like, maybe he was a mean boyfriend to Taylor Swift at the tender age of twenty. Maybe he didn't hold her hand at that party. So what? GROW UP. Jake is a phenom who will not be stopped by some clingy, stupid little girl. He's got movies to make. Movies like Dan Gilroy's Nightcrawler . Movies that expose America f...

There is nothing better than sport, is there? Sport and school dances. Those transformative rituals that are the true magic of life. Press-ganged into prison-like enclosures, we battle each other and face our fears. We learn to 'grow up'. Sometimes we even grow up to be important. And, in rare instances, we grow up to be something more than important. Sometimes we grow up to be a hero, a lightning...

One adolescent male power fantasy seeks to put the other in its place. John Wayne ain't dead and Russia is on the move. Nothing changes.  Come see what people through was cool in a post 9/11 environment. It's woodcuts as far as the eye can see. "The idiot. As if I would turn back from the one military act which will unite Russia's voters behind me once and for all."

God stole the sight of a boy. And in the pews, the boy leaned into hate. But then, through alchemy unknown, God became man. And the hatred followed. The self-hatred. The pain. The loss of direction. Chip, who stands before us like Virgil, leads us along the path the devil trod to return to God. Strangely, he wears a Spider-Man costume. And it kinda works. "I use violence, but also compassion."

We all go to the brain butchers from time to time. There is no harm. A pleasant memory, a map instead of terrain. Scalpel incision replacing lost luggage and delayed flights. Dig deep, dig deep dear brain butchers and sing us to sleep with a pretty dream. Give us all what we can never have. "A man is defined by his actions, not his memory."

"And the brunt of lacerating particles, needle-fine sandstorms driven by nuclear force, is absorbed by something spawned and sent by the dread ... but not before Jakosa tastes life in the past tense, hosting an eternal instant of ashen death in mind, soul, and body. Riven, his irradiated flesh disintegrates."             - Doug Moench, Noted Bard

Through a very unfortunate series of authorial missteps, the subaltern has been transformed into a murderous freak and given very few redeeming qualities. Frankly, it's a mess. We apologize for this intrusion into your good taste. But also we don't.  "As long as there are people like you who shame us by looking into our backgrounds there can be no progress!"

Mcmorgy pognosty manman, syntegra bok kogo... I don't know how long I can keep the channel open. You have to listen. We're under attack! The Demon's Head is back and he has stolen something important. He's stolen the plans of ... clingo dag dingo manman. Blerk zeek manman. Shemangi dip tip bip, manman... "Splendid. Whoever said that a picture is worth a thousand words..."

Cops, man. Cops. Policing all over the place, back alleys and outerspace. The cops, maaan, they leave their trace, spray that mace, punch you right in your law abiding face. Living on the street? They displace. There ain't nothing they distaste more than the stink of waste. They eat from a trough and have super powers in a post-war Nazi project paperclip metropolis that turns gold into lead. Flat...

Avatar August 2023 reaches around to jerk itself off. Tim Vigil and David Quinn accommodate. They hammer-f&*k all the c$nts to the wall, teaching hornypu$$y the meaning of well-endowed. It is definitely something to observe. "I play because I play."

From the horrors of the lab or the end of the world, the great journey to freedom begins. Either to shuck off the heavy weight of programming and metal or to shed the skin of conditioning, we must go. Animals we are. Smelling the summer breeze, we travel far into the unknown country, encountering danger and loss. Fighting back, no matter the cost. "1 know 0"

Honour is two things. Honour is social capital tied to material wealth. In this mode, when you lose your honour, you sometimes lose your house. This does not mean, however, that you also lose the second thing that honour is: dignity and self-reliance, the willingness to sacrifice for what you love and what you represent. The first type of honour buries and represses the second type, concealing its...

Monkeys that sway to fire want fire to walk. Fire to command. Fire to burn away the impurities of monkey speak and monkey life. But when fire walks, the fire commands the destruction of all that monkeys had once been. Until there is only naked monkey. Drugged. Rambling. Telling us the story of how fire came to be. "We should have realised, at this late juncture, that neither our knowledge nor our...

(search function optimization initiate) Hunger Games director with Keanu Reeves from John Wick give Constantine (2005) movie, starring Rachel Weisz and Tilda Swinton!  Based on Alan Moore property written by Jamie Delano for DC Comics under Vertigo imprint (1988). All is owned by Time-Warner/Warner Bros. Margaret Thatcher and the Spear of Destiny. Hell is a mirror and you. Are in it. "I don't beli...