Friday, December 4, 2020

The Southern Gothic of King of the Hill

By Joshua Chapa and Carissa Hayden

Presented by Joshua Chapa on October 11, 2019  at the POP-UP Academic Conference on Pop Culture

“It makes me nervous, that Joseph with Kahn Jr. His whole family like a Tennessee Williams play.” Kahn Souphanousinphone Sr.

It was easy to overlook King of the Hill. The Sunday night animation lineup on Fox was shifted either which way, due to NFL football, awards shows, or reality television. Countless shows didn’t even have the fortune of the eventually canceled and resurrected Futurama or Family Guy. King of the Hill was itself subject to many last minute renewals or near cancelations. The Simpsons owns its timeslot and eventually Family Guy got its own throne. While Bob’s Burgers has carved out its own place on the lineup, efforts helmed by newcomers and the Mount Rushmore of adult animation alike have failed to match the mere also-ran status of King of the Hill’s thirteen seasons.

King of the Hill is a late 20th century work of Southern Gothic literature. Various King of the Hill characters display traits common to those in earlier works of Southern Gothic literature. The works of William Faulkner are the primary focus for this comparison, along with Tennessee Williams and Flannery O’Connor. Their consanguineous themes are present through the show’s entire run, but the episodes “A Beer Can Named Desire,” “Blood and Sauce,” “Duke the Dolphin,” and “Escape from Party Island” are particularly instructive.  

First, the fall. According to Joseph Gold in William Faulkner: A Study in Humanism from Metaphor to Discourse, Faulkner’s characters are ultimately responsible for their own downfall: “Those who are well acquainted with Faulkner’s work know that he has never represented man as the helpless victim of a hostile cosmos” (38). Of Faulkner character Thomas Sutpen, he states, “Sutpen is not the victim of a pointless cosmic irony. He plants the seeds of his own destruction very carefully” (38). In King of the Hill, the characters similarly create their own problems, though not all of them fall. The show’s namesake, Hank Hill, represents a constant struggle. The character is coming to terms with a changing South and changing views of morality. His adaptability, while slow and frequently against his will, ultimately prevents his own downfall. Other characters, some of whom regard him as their leader, are not so capable of following his example.

Hank Hill has many choices to make in King of the Hill. He could stagnate in his comfort zone and bring about his own destruction, or he can slowly change and adapt with the times. Many episodes see him fighting his inertia and eventually accepting the latter of the two choices. This is important when comparing to the downfall of the once prominent Compson family. John W. Hunt asserts that the Compson family’s degradation is a direct result of Caddy’s loss of innocence, or perhaps, the men’s response to it: “It is also true that the decline and fall of the Compson family is paced by the decline and fall of the woman from a position of virtuous eminence” (Hunt, qtd. in Bloom, 62). We can see that Hunt believes that Caddy’s overt sexuality has somehow directly impacted the family’s fall. However, it would not be fair to place the blame squarely on Caddy herself. Hunt continues, “Caddy’s failure is not from sheer perversity; she fails in Quentin’s terms, not her own. Her experiments in sex are ‘natural’ if foolish” (63). So while it may be tempting to blame Quentin’s suicide on Caddy’s sexuality, the blame actually rests on Quentin for being obsessed with his sister and her purity, or lack thereof. It would be easy to characterize Hank as the surrogate for an older audience aging out of comfort in a rapidly changing world, but the show resonates because of no true sense of what is normal or what that world is. Even twenty years later, the Bobbies have grown up and have inscrutable kids of their own. Mutability is a constant, and so discomfort with change is something everyone must face.

In Perrin Lowrey’s “Concepts of Time in The Sound and the Fury,” we see another example of Southern Gothic that can be tied to King of the Hill: “Frequently, he [Quentin Compson] attempts to think of himself as already dead, or to remind himself that he will soon be dead” (qtd. in Cowan 58). This statement regards Quentin’s narration of the hours leading to his suicide. Quentin avoids clocks and watches and all things related to time that day. Hank Hill similarly recognizes that his way of life is going to change and end. Hill doesn’t avoid clocks in the symbolic manner that Compson does, but he puts his proverbial head in the sand regarding a changing culture. He and Peggy are committed to raising their son Bobby and are content to stave off the boy’s “[ruination]...til after [they] are dead.” During Bobby’s unsupervised thirteenth birthday party, they admire the pair of his and her coffins Hank has built for them. The Hills have the best view of and hope for the future, but even then it is a struggle that others are not so fortunate to have.

The character of William Delatore Dautrive enables a transition from the state of Texas to the more familiar Southern Gothic setting of Louisiana in “A Beer Can Named Desire,” as we are taken to his childhood home. Although a neighboring state to Texas, it is an upside down, alternate reality for the Hills. Their son, rather than being an outcast due to his penchant for theatrics, prop comedy, and affinity for pop culture, immediately takes to life as a dandy gentleman of Louisiana. The belles of the episode are unimpressed with lady’s man Boomhauer, and instead pursue slovenly Bill. Lastly, rather than have to toil thanklessly for an ends-meet existence, the Hills have a chance at fabulous wealth.

The decadent fecundity of the South makes this offer at great personal risk for the Hills. In the kudzu and miasma choked swamp, Bobby is at risk of growing into something even more unfamiliar and terrifying to his parents. There is never any question of Bobby’s parentage despite his utter contrast to the two of them. Peggy’s revulsion for Bill disqualifies any possibility of infidelity and bastardity, and yet this is one of many instances of Bobby’s connection to his father’s friend. Bobby is impressionable and adaptable, and the Hills have to double their efforts to protect him from the swamp’s corrupting influence.

According to the Southern Gothic tradition, Bill easily embodies the notion of sex and death, becoming desirable to his widowed in-laws as the last person able to sire a male member of the next generation of Dautrives. Their respective husbands died out due to the Louisiana diet of barbecue and fried foods, and even his blood cousin Violetta is willing to rut with him so that she might produce the scion that will inherit the Dautrive’s land and estate. 

Conversely, Faulkner’s Quentin Compson struggles with his attraction to his sister, Caddy. John W. Hunt comments on Quentin’s obsession with his sister, “He is sick with his sister’s honeysuckle sweet sex, but he is also perversely attracted to it” (62). As many people are ashamed of their kinks and fetishes, and outwardly display outrage at others more secure in theirs, so is Quentin horrified by Caddy’s promiscuity while secretly craving her for himself. In King of the Hill we see that the incest is more akin to the royal incest: necessary to propagate the bloodline. In The Sound and the Fury, incest is treated as a more shameful, baser human failing.

Unlike Williams or Faulkner, the Dautrives did not lose their wealth or status. Their fate is one of swampy stagnation. There is no growth and neither is there an unsustainable or bastardized future. This is not to say they are a stodgy, spartan bunch. Indulgence and debauchery has ended them as sure as it did the Griersons or DuBois’s. Or as Bill’s cousin Rose said, “The Louisiana diet will kill a man as surely as a sword.”

Bill ultimately walks away from his family, moored to his recent personal traumas rather than be bound by duty to save his family from tragedy. Scandal did not ruin Bill’s life like it did Blanche or the Dubois’. The forwardness of his cousins is not what is shameful, it is their opportunism that perhaps justifies Bill’s decision to “play in the garden” rather than “till the soil.” Illegitimate bastards and most certainly bribed victims of sexual assault carved up the family estate and wealth leaving nothing for the surviving daughters. This destructive sexuality also haunted Blanche as it ruined her career (as a teacher no less) and attracted to her the reputation of promiscuity. Mitch, judging her as not good enough to meet his mother, rejects her upon learning of her reputation. Homer Barron was similarly not good enough for Emily Grierson. The failure of that relationship was her last straw. We see this inverted in the example of the Dautrives, and yet their doom is as certain.

Bill’s toxic relationship with his ex-wife Lenore (itself a link to the patron saint of Southern Gothic), shows doomed foreshadowing in the vignettes that recap their early days. Their eventual divorce breaks him, and he is unable to form a lasting relationship for the rest of the show. Even after he rebukes her. He is a slovenly, fat bald man in a time well before anything approaching the notion of body positivity. Throughout the run of the show, his trauma leaves him vulnerable to cults, freeloaders, body dysmorphic meat heads, and ill at ease in stable, drama-free relationships.

He does have agency. He chooses not to stay and sire an heir. He will leave his family to their well-deserved end. He has his own estate in Texas and Louisiana is not his home. Bill won’t find lasting love nor does he really want to change his life, as miserable as he is. At a talk commemorating the donation of the show’s archives to Texas State University’s Special Collections, writer and producer Jim Dauterive noted that Bill’s relationship with Khan’s mother was ended because there was no comedy in his happiness and stability. It would seem the Dautrives are responsible for their own damnation, in the end.

Or so it would seem. The swamp is not sterile but fecund. Those creatures suited to its environment prosper even where some would deem them unseemly or lesser. The Dautrive’s doom is entirely avoidable and self-inflicted. Were they satisfied with a female or homosexual heir, the family could remain extant.

The later episode “Blood and Sauce” gives us an update on the family’s decimation. Bill hopes to have a family reunion barbecue and invites all his family. We then learn that Bill’s cousin Gilbert is now the steward of the line after the deaths of their remaining family and dismisses Bill’s efforts to profit off of their family recipes (stolen from their servants and slave’s traditions) as beneath them. Rather, he sells their estate, plans to move to Austin, and to establish a literary magazine to continue their fruitless family’s name in letters (a plan for survival whose futility does hit a little close to home for the childless author of this paper).

While Gilbert’s homosexuality is certainly clearer than and yet still implied as Homer LeBarron’s, it is portrayed as a corrupting influence on Bobby and puts Hank Hill ill at ease during the family trip to Louisiana. It renders him unable to father children from his relationships, and his effete, dandy nature is at times predatory and always indulgent.

The show was progressive for its time, certainly. It favorably represented LGBT and yet here in this figure it was the product of its time. Gilbert is witty but ineffective, no doubt from a lifetime of growing up gay in the South and having to defend himself from the barbs of his family with his wit. He is quite capable of shutting down any homophobia, and is depicted with agency as he does take control of the family fortune and uses it to preserve their legacy in a way he sees fit, keeping poetry alive in the modern era.


He is simply not enough for his family. In his final appearance, he is a literal mustache-twirling rake who definitely and defiantly ends his family’s lineage, choosing to live a life of debauchery rather than allow his cousin to cheapen their status and market their family’s (actually servants’) recipes. Rather than consider 20th Century solutions to their problems, he prefers to maintain his elevated, and closeted, social status rather than chose an open, lower existence. It is unlikely he is any different than Bill, however, who regularly choses to “play in the garden” rather than “till the soil.” Which, while not financially dooming is dooming all the same. Just as “a gentleman must learn the difference [between] velvet and velveteen,” there is a “digni-tine” not dignity in his act, and the question arises if he is a stereotype or is bravely going out on his own terms.

This was not the first time Bill sought to adopt Bobby. Earlier in the show’s run, in the episode “Escape from Party Island” he is more brazen in his efforts to move into the absent Hanks role as patron of the Hill family. He accuses Hank of abandoning his wife and family to run off with three single women (in actuality, Tilly’s octogenarian friends). He is rebuked by Peggy and invites an ass-kicking from Hank, but this episode gives us insight into two other members of the Hill family who illustrate Southern Gothic themes.

First, Cotton Hill: the living embodiment of Toxic Masculinity. His mental abuse of Hank and Tillie during Hank’s childhood traumatized the boy and led to his unrepentant divorce from Tillie. He marries a classmate of Hank’s in their late thirties and eventually pushes her away as around the time of his death in Season 12 she is nowhere to be found.

Having been mangled in World War II, he is literally a little old man from a bygone era who spent his formative years installing asbestos in Texas buildings, literally spreading the poisonous substance while he tormented his family that must be taken down in order to move forward. 

He is not irredeemable. He is the only member of Hank’s circle who is able to identify Kahn Souphanousinphone and his family as Laotian rather than respond with stereotyical xenophobia. As the father of an illegitimate Japanese son, he made a personal peace with his wartime enemy and even though it was to make war, his world travels give him a more cosmopolitan perspective than many of the other inhabitants of Arlen.

His presence in the show is instructive. He is not to be loved unconditionally, even if Hank does so. His love for his son never extends beyond the slightest acknowledgment of Hank’s own abilities as a father, reasoning how “[he] made [Hank]” but “[Hank] made Bobby.”

One of Cotton’s final moments is to command Dale Gribble to blow up Hank Hill’s hated tool shed in an act that is quite similar to Abner Snopes’ own preferred hobby of barn burning. Just as the conflagration claims Abner’s life, so too does the explosion signify to Peggy that Cotton will never cease to torment his son.

Furthermore, the final member of the Hill family, Tilly is comparable to a number of characters from Southern Gothic literature. Similarities exist between Tilly Hill and Faulkner’s Caddy Compson. In Benjy’s chapter in The Sound and the Fury, Benjy remembers Caddy as a child watching their grandmother’s funeral procession. As a tomboy, 7-year-old Caddy had gotten her dress wet. This simple memory symbolizes the family’s expectations of Caddy as an innocent child. However, Caddy’s strength of will as a child foreshadows her strong will and unabashed sexuality as she grows older. Soon, we realize that Caddy is no longer an innocent child. While Hank Hill eventually accepts his mother’s sexuality, Caddy’s brothers never do. Benjy, who demonstrates characteristics of autism spectrum disorder, lives in the past of his memory. Hank’s discomfort with his and others’ expression of their feelings is speculated as the result of a similar condition.

However, Jason, who does not live with this condition, similarly lives in the past. His chapter begins with the words whose sentiments too closely match Cotton’s feelings about Peggy, Tilly, and women in general, “Once a bitch, always a bitch, what I say” (Faulkner 140). This statement exemplifies his contempt toward women, likely a result of his incapacity for accepting his sister’s sexuality. This chapter, as well as the rest of the book, save for Quentin’s chapter, takes place in 1928, and is shaped heavily by the actions of Caddy’s daughter, Quentin (named for her late brother). Finally, Caddy’s brother Quentin commits suicide in 1910 after learning that his sister is pregnant. Quentin sees himself as a protector of Caddy’s virginity, while simultaneously harboring sexual feelings for her. When he learns that she has become pregnant outside of wedlock, by a man other than her fiancĂ©, it proves more than he can handle. Thus, female sexuality is held to a higher standard than male, and in both King of the Hill and The Sound and the Fury, we see examples of men trying, and failing, to control women’s sexuality. We also see demonstrated how this failure ultimately destroys some members of the Compson family, while it is reluctantly accepted by (some) of the Hills. 

Tilly dealt with Cotton’s victimization by collecting miniature glass figurines as an escape. The breakable, useless objects no doubt represented how a perpetual victim might come to see themselves in such a relationship. Unable to shield herself or her son from her monstrous husband, she withdrew into regular funks, only to be able to steadily gain some agency with the figurines. Portrayed through the show as very progressive (for a senior citizen), Tilly eventually leaves her husband and enters into healthy relationships from that point on. Her healthy sexuality literally blinds her son when she is caught in flagrente delicto. Hank gets over it, however, accepting his mother as a fully actualized human being deserving of both physical and emotional love from partners who respect and value her. He comes to her defense multiple times afterwards, even when it brings him into conflict with his father. She rarely requires his own complete dotage, as she is a woman whose strength and agency does challenge small-minded individuals and their victims.

Although Emily Grierson’s overbearing father only appears as a shadow from which she can never escape, Tilly and Hank are consequently always contending with the abuse they suffered at the hand of Cotton. Emily’s relationship with Homer LeBarron is seen with disapproval from the town who view her as going below her station, even if they’ve kept her at arm’s length as a spinster.

A victim of his father’s toxic masculinity, himself, Hank has a similar influence over his mother, as expressed by his overprotective nature. He questions her agency as the result of her advanced age. He has trouble with each of Tilly’s boyfriends and is unable to grasp that she is her own woman who survived Cotton and learned from her experiences enough to not wind up in another abusive relationship. She has a renewed lust for life and will not be held back by anyone. She is not merely Hank’s mother (even if she is a side character throughout the majority of the show), but is a strong woman who desires and deserves companionship that she lived without for so long.

Hank Hill demonstrates an old-fashioned attitude toward sex, particularly the sex life of his mother. He would rather not know about it. Unlike Quentin, who felt sexual attraction to his sister, Hill is simply disturbed by the revelation that his mother is a sexual creature. John T. Irwin notes, on Quentin’s suicide: “...Quentin’s failure as both brother avenger and brother seducer in relation to his sister Candace [are] failures which his drowning of himself [are] meant to redeem” (Irwin, qtd. in Bloom, 71). Quentin’s concern for his sister’s virginity goes beyond a “don’t ask, don’t tell” agreement that Hank Hill prefers. Rather, Quentin is unable to cope with the knowledge that his sister is having relations with men other than him. He also hates himself for having these incestuous urges, and the duality drives him insane. While Hank Hill’s traditionalism may not drive him to literal suicide, it is a metaphorical suicide of the clock advancing, while time stops for him.

Her preoccupation with collectible, glass figurines is similar to the china-painting classes Emily Grierson led in one of her few efforts to engage in society later in life. Delicate, valuable items that offered opportunity for fellowship with other women whose lives afforded them little agency. Whereas Tilly takes control of her life by leaving Cotton, Emily does so by murdering the man who spurned her. Tilly takes back a life of love, adventure, and agency, while Emily brings down the walls around her. The objects of her obsession are fragile and small, requiring great care to preserve their beauty and strength to defend them. Perhaps this is where Hank got the strength to not be devoured by the past.

Like Archer’s penchant for obscure literary references, King of the Hill abounds with other  allusions that expand beyond its mere categorization of Southern Gothic. Dale Gribble is modeled after Beat icon  William S. Burroughs. Khan’s daughter Connie regularly practicing works of classical music. Bobby studies classical clowning and stars as George Milton in a production of Of Mice and Men.

The reach of the show ironically is far reaching, considering how regional it is, and doubly so because while created by native Texans Mike Judge and Bill Dautrive, it was primarily written in typical Los Angeles writers’ room fashion. Japanese fandom is divided by those fans who prefer subtitled episodes which preserve the voice acting and authenticity to those who enjoy Japanese dubs of the episodes. This is similar to the  divide in American consumption of Japanese animation.

There has been talks of reviving the show, to the chagrin of purists who don’t trust the prime mover behind these efforts, fellow Fox Animation creator Seth McFarlane. Whether or not this happens, as we have seen with debate over other revivals, there will always be the classics that remain instructive and unassailable in their timelessness.

References

“A Beer Can Named Desire.” King of the Hill. Fox Broadcasting Company, 14 Nov. 1999. Hulu.

“Blood and Sauce.” King of the Hill. Fox Broadcasting Company, 18 Feb. 2007. Hulu.

“Duke the Dolphin.” King of the Hill. Fox Broadcasting Company, 23 Feb. 1999. Hulu.

“Escape from Party Island.” King of the Hill. Fox Broadcasting Company, 16 Mar. 1999. Hulu.

Faulkner, William. “A Rose for Emily.”

---. The Sound and the Fury.

Gold, Joseph. William Faulkner: A Study in Humanism From Metaphor to Discourse. Norman, 

Oklahoma: University of Oklahoma Press, 1966. Print.

Hunt, John W. “Quentin’s Moral Outlook.” Bloom’s Notes: William Faulkner’s The Sound and 

the Fury. ed. Harold Bloom. Broomall, PA: Chelsea House, 1999. Print.

Irwin, John T. “Quentin’s Suicide and His Dual Nature.” Bloom’s Notes: William Faulkner’s The 

Sound and the Fury. ed. Harold Bloom. Broomall, PA: Chelsea House, 1999. Print.

Lowrey, Perrin. “Concepts of Time in The Sound and the Fury.” Twentieth Century 

Interpretations of The Sound and the Fury. ed. Michael H. Cowan. Englewood Cliffs, NJ: Prentice-Hall, 1968. Print.

O’Connor, Flannery. “A Good Man is Hard to Find.”

Williams, Tennessee. A Streetcar Named Desire.


Monday, April 22, 2019

2020 Presidential Candidates as Pokemon Pt. III

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Elizabeth Warren is Lucario

Lucario's FIGHTING/STEEL type is another dual that covers up a strong type's weakness.
Lucario is quite effective in their other, non-Pokemon games and has quite a number of bonafides that make her a strong candidate. As a former Republican, Warren can speak to the pointlessness of compromise with the opposition in favor of their conversion if not their outright defeat. She is to the left of a lot of candidates, but still a reformer rather than a revolutionary. She's good at coming up with policy, if not yet successful at selling it all to the American people.

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Beto O'Rourke is Pikachu 

Pikachu is not a very good Pokemon in the game.  And yet he is at the center of the story, marketing, and promotion of the series. He is an Electric type that is known all over the world. While O'Rourke isn't quite a national figure, his failed 2018 Senatorial campaign put him on the map and he has continued the high energy campaign is transitioning to visiting all 254 counties here in Texas to, all the battleground states I guess. He has a large war chest to fuel a deep run, but is weak on outright policy. But you can't put policy on a t-shirt.

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Kirsten Gillibrand is Snivy

Starting Pokemon can take you to endgame (in theatres Friday), but more often than not you'll switch out for more powerful Pokemon. She got in early, and has been a very prominent Resistance figure but others have outshined everyone of her strong suits. She is currently polling pretty poorly and might not even have enough to get onto the debate stage. If she can hang in there, she might be able to Pokevolve into one of the cooler starters. I'm not writing her off.

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 John Hickenlooper is Cacturne

Hickenlooper is an obscure candidate and a moderate/centrist Governor from Colorado. Were the path of centrism viable, he'd be a very strong candidate in the race. He doesn't check boxes I like, but he does check boxes that make sense. But we're not there and it's not because of the phantom of extremist polarization. One side does not argue or legislate in good faith and the other side is complicit so long as they get some of the profits from that dark money. Expect him to tout his late (and not initial) role on legalization if he expects to have any legs in the race.
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John Delaney is Pidgeotto


 He doesn't bring anything to the table electorally, but he's an active campaigner and has the right mix of progressive leanings and insistence on working together to fix whatever the country's problems are. Fans of high quality television might be aware of his homestate, but Maryland isn't a New Hampshire or Iowa (which he's already visited thoroughly). A lot of people sleep on Pidgey, but he's one of the first Pokemon you get and can see you through a bit. Until you give someone else Flight and start to wonder why Games Workshop sees fit to make several Flying type Pokemon based on pigeons.

To be continue...

Sunday, April 21, 2019

2020 Presidential Candidates As Pokemon Pt. II


Been busy. Am less so now. The candidates as Avengers meme was garbage. This is what the people really want to know. So here are five more. I will compile the whole thing when I'm done and any Pokevolutions will happen then, too.

Mike Gravel is Granbull


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He's been on his shit for forty years and the world is catching up to him. A study in paradox, an online meme candidate who is also an old white dude who, if his announcement video is any indication, is very much an old man.

An outright rebuke of imperialism as its current evolved form is welcome. Not that weaponized hypocrisy is super effective, but it was one of Trump's positions that he subsequently abandoned for GOP Orthodoxy


 Andrew Yang as Psyduck


Psyduck artwork by Ken Sugimori
Andrew Yang is attempting to speak to the masses who are dissatisfied and disaffected by the current political establishment and the encroachment of an automative financial apocalypse. He has attempted to go viral and game the system for the Democratic debates, and wants to shock the system. Because that worked out so well last time. 

It's mind games and flim flam. Prove me wrong Yang Gang. His wasn't the most annoying candidate interview by the gushing MSNBC hosts.
 

William F. Weld is Garbodor

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Weld hopes to free Republicanism from Trumpism. Nevermind that the policies of Trump are just mainstream GOP principals not even carried out to their extreme, just to their expected end. He just wants to put a proper, civil face on it. Or more appropriately, bag up the garbage instead of just keep it out in the open.

Joe Biden is Slowbro

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Joe has ran before. He's ran and lost. He was indistinguishable from several other candidates during the Democratic Presidential Debates. Go back and watch SNL from ten years ago. And twenty years ago. And thirty years ago.
His two favorite targets are Trump and the burgeoning progressives and leftists that are invigorating the Democratic Party. So yeah. That's hopeful.

While he's more likely to fizzle out as people are reminded  of his voting record and creepy uncle peccadilloes, he's got name recognition and a chance. The claim is that he can stand up to Trump, but he's not regarded as a wit. He's a total bro. If he doeswin , I will go back and retcon this list to label him as Slowking. Took a while, but he got there.

Howard Schultz is Snorlax

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He's just getting in the way of moving past all this. He gives us coffee and wants us to wake up, but he's the one who needs to wake up and get out of the way.

To be continued...

   

Sunday, March 24, 2019

2020 Presidential Candidates As Pokemon Pt. I



I haven’t played Pokemon since X and Y, but a lot of you so-called grownups act like it hasn’t existed since 2016, when you all remembered how things were twenty years ago at the height of Pokemania. And those of you that have stuck with it through the transition from monochromatic, sprite-based animations to color, to three dimensions have hopefully are doing so with the convenient excuse of sharing your love for the pocket monsters with your children. One game for them to screw up and one for you to build your own collection and still get all the trades and bogart all their Legendaries.

Well it’s almost time to Pokemon Go to the polls again and there will be plenty of rancor, muckraking, mudslinging, and butthurt for the next year and a half. I don’t discount the efficacy of electoral politics as much as some of my fellow lefties (who do so with good nay GREAT cause), but race is not the only thing that needs to be won. The White House without further gains in the House and a retaking of the Senate won’t be able to hold up for what comes after Trump and the rally that the Far Right will do in 2022, which will play into their hands if the Left and Center doesn’t make good on those promises, or if they only succeed in the return of a feckless veneer of civility. We need substance, policy, and someone who can serve up all of that wonky, fibrous cud in a way that will get everyone enthusiastic but not be so ugly, either.

All Pokemon are good and deserve love and (hot take) all the 2020 candidates will be better than what we got now. But I don’t want better. I want the very best.

I submit the following as part one of my dissertation to fulfill the requirements for my Pokemon Professorship.

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Bernie Sanders is Druddigon

The old adage in politics used to be “Democrats fall in love; Republicans fall in line.” In recent memory, the “winning” efforts on behalf of the GOP were all upstart candidates (GW, DJT) whereas the losers were those who maintained their primary also-ran status into subsequent general elections (JM, MR).

Bernie Sanders lost by a lot in 2016, but fulfilled his goal of pulling the entire party left and inspired plenty of progressives to take back the party from Centrists. The mainstream of the Democratic Party remains Centrist Democrats who want to blame 2016 on Russian collusion and shy from biting criticism of the American political orthodoxy that actually delivered the election to any outsider.

Bernard finds himself as the current front-runner in the 2020 election, which is not an entirely enviable position. It is too early in the game and plenty of supposed-to-wins fall by the wayside before things really get interesting. And yet he has an inspired a solid base of progressives, is the best shot for leftists, has the money, and while he can’t yet call himself king, he is already a kingmaker.

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Pete Buttigieg is Tynamo

Tynamo is an easily slept-upon Pokemon. It is an Electric-type with the Levitate ability, making it immune to the Ground attacks to which Electric Pokemon are most vulnerable. So how does this compare to a Midwestern mayor with a hard to pronounce name? Buttigieg has nowhere to go but up in the contest, just like Tynamo can evolve into the truly powerful Eelektross. He offers telegenic substance whenever he is given the chance to speak. As a veteran he is precisely the person to take the fight to Trump and confront the threats to the LGBTQ community this administration has smilingly put forth.

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Amy Klobuchar is Ninetales

She’s got bonafides and the resume. If she was labeled a ‘rising star’ of the Democratic Party ten years ago, her candidacy certainly puts her on the national stage. Strategically, she could play well in those parts of the country that swing blue or red depending on god only knows, but her reputation hasn’t quite reached the Deep South Texas home of your erstwhile author. Picking a candidate because they can win rarely works out for anyone involved, so if she ascends it would be at the expense of the progressive and leftist wing of the Democratic Party.

I don’t want to comment on the stories about her treatment of her staff. If that sort of thing skews like someone’s RateMyProfessor profile, there’s a whole pile of unfair mess that doesn’t exculpate being a bad boss, but merely qualifies it by saying they all do it they don’t just all get caught. If you’re running for president, doe…
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Cory Booker is Wailmer

Booker is one of the expected contenders for 2020 who had something of a national profile prior to the official announcement, but he seems to be playing peacemaker among the swine and pearl-clutchers alike. His record is especially Liberal, so maybe he’s a compromise candidate who’s going to get demonized as an evil leftist anyway, so why play nice? If he maintains this tone, it might speak to something that everyone feels is buried deep within us all. The worst slings and arrows need to be for Trump and not for your fellow Democrats, the Never Trumpers, and those Maybe-At-One-Time-But-Not-Anymore Trumpers. We’ll have to wait and see if he has what it takes to become a fully evolved Wailord.

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Julian Castro is Growlithe

I don’t know how he and his brother Joaquin decide who gets to run for what. I’m all about a Hispanic president, and maybe he could lead the way in the fight against hurtful stereotypes that twins have to put up with. I’m just not sure if he has the chops to get it done. His reputation hasn’t made souther than what’s somehow claimed as South Texas (San Antonio) to real (or Deep) South Texas (the RGV), and he’s got all the baggage of the Obama regime. It’s too easy a win for Trump, but I’m more comfortable saying not yet instead of never. I’m sure this is all part of the Castros’ plan at greater power and influence down the road, as powerful Arcanines.

To be continued…

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Review of Mariguano by Juan Ochoa

Set on the Texas/Mexico border during the early years of Reagan’s “War on Drugs,” Mariguano tells the story of contrabandisto Don Julio Cortina’s ill-fated attempt to secure the Plaza at a national level by fixing the 1988 Mexican Presidential elections. - Texas Review Press

You know how Mariguano will end, whether or not you do your due diligence and preread like a good boy. It's got all your basic food groups. Drugs. Sex. Lots of bullets. And enough blood to wash it all down good. It's important for a growing boy to get enough to eat. And this is bildungsroman, after all. So how do we get to that inevitable end and do we believe that they would have gotten away with it if it weren't for those meddling kids?

The book is written from Don Julio's son El Johnny's point of view and we are not privy to any of the permutations or vicissitudes of the Mexican drug trade that the narrator does not witness firsthand. This is effective in believably establishing the romanticized mysteriousness that often surrounds criminal paterfamilias such as Don Julio. He is never a literal presence in the narrator or his family's life for very long. But he casts a long shadow. El Johnny frequently has to wait by the phone, on either side of the border, for his father to call with marching orders. We never know if the ringing will herald a bundle of cash, drugs, or news of a deal gone wrong, of money owed, of the call to war.

When he is home, Don Julio is henpecked by his wife for more of his ill-gotten gains and there's never enough and it's always something. It'd feel like a sitcom if Don Julio was going to a bar instead of a shake down. But even when their ship comes in (or truck, rather, that has to make it past the scrutiny of the secured border as well as the Border Patrol's checkpoints fifty or so miles in), Don Julio always takes whatever cash has been paid or tipped to El Johnny to show him who's in charge. At first, Don Julio's success can justify this as a sort of apprenticeship in the underworld for El Johnny, a tough love reminder of who's the boss and what El Jonny will be able to do when it's his turn. If it gets to be his turn.

As a fan of and writer of speculative fiction, I can't help but analogize the figurative monsters of organized crime to the literal ones. One trope that doesn't get examined enough is the society of monsters. I don't care about the solitary, invulnerable, and indiscriminate killers who are alone in their neighborhood or campground. I like it when I see a world that's a reflection of ours and alive, but for those things that live in the shadows. Vastly powerful, ancient, and evil creatures rarely engage one another. They jealously guard their domains, holding sway over business or the law, and grow fat off the misery and suffering of their victims until someone's had enough. Or a younger monster tries to take what he wants with this new found power. Hubris brings down these fiends within striking distance of those mere god-fearing mortals, like us. Or the monsters win. Or we join them.

Mariguano answers the questions raised by critical fans of such work clamoring for the next Freddy Vs. Jason, Godzilla, or Pacific Rim movie: Why do the monsters hide? Why don't they fight? Although we never see Don Julio have the piles of money that Heisenberg had locked away in a storage unit on Breaking Bad, and even though he's always hustling for the next payday or driving around and doling out the necessary bluster and beatings (to support his increasingly affluent family's lifestyle as well as fuel his growing appetites for women and drugs); Don Julio reaches the height of power and influence in the criminal underworld.

Despite this he must stay in the shadows because, like the mafiosos of The Sopranos or Scorsese's films, they are monsters and sociopaths who cannot kill whomever they want whenever they want even though they take whatever they want and can and do kill. They are bound by their own secret society's rules and restrictions, just like vampires can't go out in the sun or take sustenance from anything but blood and human suffering (even if the predation feels euphoric and orgasmic until it degenerates into the desperate necessity of addiction). The rules keep everyone in line until someone thinks they're powerful enough to ignore them and make a play at becoming top banana. Someone with a shorter fuse or more bullets or less apprehension about what everyone thinks of his reputation. Most of them fail and die. But those ancient monsters are ultimately no different than their would-be successors or replacements, and so the reset button gets pressed and the game restarts with some new players and some old.

The misogyny and racism in other tales of organized crime is represented in Mariguano and this is not surprising. Sons are still heirs to their father's holdings and expected to seek vengeance when those fathers meet their expected end. Women are sex objects and commodities or piece of designer furniture if they have the good sense to preserve their virtue until they can transform into the Holy Mary. Machismo and Marianismo taint Mexican culture and it'd be naive to expect a criminal subculture built on violence and exploitation to be anything remotely resembling progressive.

Warranted or not (in a novel focusing on the exploits of a crime boss and his family, not real life), as a Mexican El Johnny faces suspicion and exclusion on this side of the border. They have their place no doubt El Johnny's experiences mirror many minorities even today. On the other side Mexicans wear their national and racial identity as badges of honor and pride. They are only inferior to their most important neighbor to the north when it comes to hypocrisy.

I binged The Sopranos recently and these attitudes were striking when you consider that the show represents the world of just fifteen years ago, even to one who vehemently rejects the notion of a post racial America. But it is no less troublesome when one realizes that Mariguano is set thirty and not fifty or sixty years ago. The lesson to take from these issues is not to conceal these attitudes or censor them from art, but to never forget them lest we find ourselves at risk of taking a step back.

Were its insight merely historical and political, Mariguano would warrant reading and placement on the shelf among similar works of art and literature that focus on the various modern criminal subcultures. Easily overlooked while one joneses for understanding of the world of organized crime in Mexico (which by nature of the narrative is limited, but Breaking Bad didn't tell you exactly how to make meth) is El Johnny's pursuit of Mexcian law and the price of freedom in Mexico's legal system. He learns how much crime costs and to whom to send the check. Like in America, freedom isn't free.

The tone would be comparable to Burroughs' Junkie but Ole' Bill cooks his detached, scientific curiosity and strung out augury into a synthesis that's more journalistic up until it gets outright freaky.  We are always right besides El Johnny, thrilled until we're terrified. Then numb. Don Julio's rise, at first, does not seem entirely Shakespearean because we don't know how he got so high (except when we see him getting high). But his fall.

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(Disclaimer: I know the author and he is a friend of mine.)