The superhero genre was one of the last quasi-traditional genres of American pop culture. Batman, Superman, and the other assorted heroes and villains literally came out of the early twentieth-century world our Greatest Generation grew up in. They were the subjects of mainstream media entertainment back when heterosexuality and white American identity was still mainstream.
Today, they’re poisonous in increasingly purer amounts. The recent reveal of “Captain Marvel” — a female Air Force fighter pilot infused with alien DNA — is just so much….retch.
I see the perversion of the superhero genre as simply one more way that our elite overlords rub our faces in dung, simply for the joy of being able to do it and know that they can get away with it. There is no reason to think that this film, or others of its kind such as Will Smith’s Hancock or Black Panther, merited being written, let alone produced and distributed. They rely too heavily on meaningless action sequences. Their main characters have no resemblance to anything in either the real world or traditional mythology. Their worldviews are pure Bolshevik fantasy.
The good news is that this too-overt shift to insanity has forced normal people — people who have too much self-respect to swallow what Hollywood excretes — to walk away and seek alternative forms of recreation. For some, this will mean more conservative or Christian media. For others, this will mean a return to nature and physical activity. For others, it may mean a shift to old books, making music, knitting, and socializing with people in real life instead of virtual people on screens. No matter what the alternative activity, it’s a big step up from imbibing Jewish filth.
Because it is more difficult to deprogram and reprogram our brains than it is to program them right the first time, older people should be careful to instill good consumption habits into our young people. Illicit pleasures still reach out to us years after we have walked away from their filthy presence. Why let young people get into the sinful, soul-stupefying media that we older people must fight against in our journey towards holiness? I can’t help but see Hollywood’s latest offering as the addictive garbage that it is. It is meant to addict, distract, pervert, discourage, and impoverish us.
Enjoy the good things in life. Avoid the lethal, inferior substitutes. Take a walk. Look at the stars. Swim or sail. Run, hike, dig, plant, reap, cook, bake, can. Paint, sing, sew, write. Pick up the phone. Host a tea. Write a letter. Fix something that’s broken. Build something. Invent. Dream.
It’s all so much better than whatever lame “superhero” is today’s fad.