“We should be together. Come on all you people standin’ around. Our life’s too fine to let it die. We should be together.” From We Can Be Together, written by Paul Kantner.
Okay. Fine. SPOILER ALERT! If you haven’t seen the last episode of Peacemaker season two, and you intend on doing so, you might not want to go any further. If you have decided against seeing the last episode of Peacemaker season two, then why are you still reading this?
I’m not certain this piece is about the recently-wrapped second season of Peacemaker, or if it’s about the internet. Each can be kind of scary, but only one seems to enjoy it.
Peacemaker season two ended this past week, and, no, it’s unlikely to be adapted into a Filmation Saturday morning cartoon. Some viewers have been chased away by the frontal nudity in the first two episodes, and that is most certainly their prerogative.
But don’t tell me that these episodes should not exist, and do not be so disingenuous as to say you’re pissed “for the children.” You’re doing it because you personally are offended (again, your prerogative) and therefore you feel you personally should spare the rest of the world from the suffering that which you imposed upon yourself.
Children handle nudity just fine. Historically, hiding one’s naughty bits from their young eyes has not been much of a thing. Kids still run around naked, and they still see their elders naked from time to time at home. That can’t be avoided, and I am unaware of a single incident where children were struck blind by nudity. Remember when about one-quarter of one of Janet Jackson’s nipples was exposed on the Super Bowl for a nanosecond? The professional prudes totally lost their shit — and that was 21 years before Bad Bunny! Continue reading “Brainiac On Banjo: The Eagly Has Landed”




















