A short column this week, as I have a four-day weekend this weekend that is being entirely devoted to going to Scarborough Faire and recovering from going to Scarborough Faire. (Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme)
I honestly did plan to write something longer, but I got dragged into several conversations across a number of message boards, most of them dealing with one simple fact: Judd Winick is destroying Green Arrow and now we have mathematical proof!
I’ll spare you the gory details; if you wish, they’re spelled out on our forums. The long and the short of it is that sales have dropped with quality and the book has lost nearly 40% of the audience it had when Judd took over the book three years ago.
But some people have asked me, why do I rage against the machine? Why do I keep reading a book I don’t like? Why do I keep trying to talk sense into people who don’t want to hear what I have to say?
Maybe it’s because Ollie is a very special character to me and it pains me not only to see him badly written, but to see people holding up as strengths what I see as weakness in what was once one of my favorite books.
Maybe it’s because I feel it’s my duty as a critic to keep digging through the rubble and describing the horror, though I’d rather not.
Maybe it’s because I’m a liberal in Texas and it is second nature at this point.
Regardless, my discussions have made one thing clear to me. Ranting will do nothing. Raving will do nothing. And even boycotting the book won’t work at this point. The people have already spoken with their dollars and apparently DC is content to let the book float along the sea of mediocrity when it might fly into the heavens once sailed by writers such as Smith and Meltzer.
The time has come for drastic action.
I was going to do a hunger strike, but the editorial staff of Comics Nexus wouldn’t hear of it. Besides, it was politely pointed out to me that nobody cares about a 225 pound white guy trying to starve himself to death and that it would be months before there would be any noticeable change.
And then it hit me; since I cannot starve myself, I will merely change my diet.
Henceforth, I take an oath before you my readers as well as whatever gods are so bored as to be reading my column. So long as Judd Winick is writing Green Arrow, I will no longer patronize any local family-owned Mexican restaurant.
Why? Why not? We know that dropping sales doesn’t seem to have any effect on DC Comics. And it is my hope that Judd Winick will hear of this noble crusade and, being a man of honor, will step down rather than deprive the people of La Taquerita Le Sierraita near my place of work of the $20 they make weekly off of my lunch breaks.
Besides, it makes as much sense as trying to finance a disaster ridden city with gay marriage.
Should you wish to join me in this quest, I have started a petition.
Tune in next week. Same Matt time. Same Matt website.
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