Death & Rebirth

Alrighty meow,

My former purpose for this domain has been officially abandoned - a webcomic collaboration amongst my university friends to transform ourselves into manga-esque color-penciled caricatures, retelling in two dimensions some of our more egregious undergraduate violations of human and feline decency and the public order. If it's any consolation, it would have been the best gaijin wanga evar. Just imagine a sufficiently divergent quantum mechanics many-worlds scenario where we did in fact complete slackerdojo the webcomic, and be satisfied with the mental image. Let's not, and say we did. In an alternate universe.

I think, even were my motivation sufficient for churning out serialized drawing after drawing, I would now decide against spending a majority of my time entertaining people. Against, at least, the low-intensity, peripheral, terribly high effort/results ratio sort of amusement that comics are. It's not for me. We're fucking awash in diversions. I might even go so far as to submit the myriad superficial entertainments available as an alternative to Orwellian technological surveillance and Huxleyian pharmacological pacification for inducing excessive social stability in some dystopian sci-fi novel. While that's a bit melodramatic and the real world is too nuanced to degenerate into such an easily defined dystopia, we are certainly far too entertained.

Anyways, I'm readopting my original intent for slackerdojo, which was to use it as a public creative outlet for myself, free of any personal restriction on form and content, an online presence distinct from my professional capacities and the arrogant, presumptive overreach of corporate employers.