. . . that one day I'll be a real grown-up like Priest:
If I had it to do over again, I never would have accepted the appointment as editor of the Spider-Man franchise. I made a lot of mistakes. I hurt a lot of people. I lost a lot of friends. It's a difficult thing for me to discuss. We'd all like to be heroes of our own stories, and it's hard to tell the story of when you were a chimp. I spent two and a half years of my life being an incredible chimp, paralyzed by my own chimp-ness and chimposity, and wholly convinced that, if I lost my job at Marvel, the world would end. Well, I did and it didn't. And now, nearly two decades later, I have some maturity and experience under my belt. Not that I'm any less of a chimp at 40 then I was at 22, but I have the perspective and, yes, the wisdom now to be horrified by the choices I made.
I'm not being sarcastic here, hard as that might be to believe. I'm six years shy of 40, and no doubt still have a lot of perspective and wisdom to pick up -- when you stop doing that, I figure, you're just using other folks' air for no good reason -- but there's still that horrified by early choices thing.
I almost envy the people who take the easier route, steadfastly maintaining that they've never done anything wrong in their lives. Don't think I present myself as the "hero" when I write about personal stuff here; more often than not I give other people all the good lines, if nothing else. I'd also like to think I've avoided the opposite route, presenting myself as the perpetual victim. That dualism thing again; nasty shit, ain't it?
No, this entry has no point. Except, you should read Priest's site, even if you're not into comics, because he's a real grown-up and those seem to be in short supply right now.
And desperately needed.
Speaking of real grown ups, a 19 year old mother stabbed her child repeatedly and left her in a snowy playground with a knife in her back. The child will most likely live (perforated colon and an intestinal tear), and the mom is blaming it all on P.M.D.
Even after providing mental and emotional health services to at-risk populations for 5 years, I'm still amazed at the shit people try to pull. Most likely she'll get the child back within a year(because she's a woman... a man, on the other hand, would go away for a very, very, very long time). My kingdom for an accountable adult.
I'm not a responsible adult, but I played one on T.V.