One of the projects I was seriously considering before I lost all will to draw was a journal comic supposedly created by a neo-nazi. I was drawn to the idea of representing him as a normal, intelligent person; having humorous encounters with his co-workers and friends, running out of toothpaste etc. But showing parallel to this that he hated all those who were different from him. I wanted to test myself, see if I could give his xenophobia the same kind sincere and earnest voice that I gave to my own aesthetic and philosophical beliefs in my comic, to try to get under the skin of something that seems so fucked up to me and the majority of those around me, and try to be convincing. I was going to try to get “him” into the journal comic circuit, in the jam etc, and see if I fooled anyone.
I didn’t do it (and now probably won’t), but am still very interested in the concept. A few months ago I spent a few days listening to an internet radio program by a genuinely fucked up person called Hal Turner (you can listen there with winamp or iTunes), who encouraged the white masses to stop being lazy and show their support for their race, and was, apparrently, “the only one willing to go out and say the “V” word”, which means that he was the only public figure willing to advocate racial cleansing through direct Violence. Listening to this man’s hate rambling on hour after hour was insane, entertaining and surreal, his logic was so flawed it was hardly more than smoke, yet he and his base of yahoo fans were so convinced of themselves.
All this to say, without any insult to the proceeding topic of discussion, that sometimes we encounter things and people that force us to seriously and consciously reconsider our positions on questions who’s answers have always seemed so natural, so obvious to us, that we scarcely consider them problems at all. We are given no choice but to re-evaluate our presumptions, logic and ideology, and sometimes we are also given some very good arguments against what we thought.
Recently I met an individual who identifies themselves as a pedophile, and who, in contrast with stereotypes, is politically active on the subject. The site contains no pornography less appropriate than greek sculpture, but holds ideas, arguments and an intelligence that is both unnerving and fascinating. It is no neo-nazi hate sheet lacking in rationality, nor is it a swooning or vacuous appeal to freedom or ideals totally foreign to all but a vast minority. It is reasonable and careful.
If you have some time read a bit, I still don’t know what I think about it or the subjects it tackles. But I’m pretty sure that I’m not longer certain of anything.