How to Deal With Literary Fraud (And a Working Example)

What is literary fraud? It is not an intuitive insight. A villain, in a comic, if a male, is capable of having a wife, therefore he can make money, people dislike him, or if a female, is capable of having a child, she’s pretty. To have a career, you have to work for your goal, and to have a child, you have to care about your hygiene. Together, you have a family. A hero, meanwhile, is a criminal, they feel at ease, in a situation they’ve created, they’re parasites, they attempt to create a tragedy, then profit. That, is a mobster. The father, has to be well-liked, he doesn’t understand his trade, and the mother, feels she can have a child regardless of her own well being, the child gets sick and dies. Together, they’re crooked.

So, what is the fraud? The fraud, is wherein a villain, particularly in a popular piece of literature, gets frauded, as a heroic character. That means, someone has found a flaw, in the system, expanding the culpable range of the Mob, in a beloved franchise. In other words, someone has found out how to rape a woman into marriage, or rape a man into a kid, creating corruption, a social ill that decreases the state of society; poverty, is being hungry, not wanting someone else’s possessions. The rich, want someone else’s possessions, the impoverished, have had them taken. If you muddle the line with corruption, then the rich, have advocates, as being poor, for desire, while the poor, have to justify their own hunger, with their wealth, of what little they own or have, having been robbed.

Complex issues aside, let’s look at the solution. Just figure out, which hero you’ve been framed as, and take the ultimate answer, the arch-nemesis. Dump a public cry for help, a franchise arch-nemesis as your hero, right in public view, however you can. Periodical, trade magazine, script submission, art stunt, class play, performance art, even a sign-on to a social activist organization contrary to your character. You, have ceased to exist. You have become an icon, against social corruption, and the sole property, of art. You are now an artist, kid. Take your grinning shithead teeth, and prove to them, you aren’t a mobster, out the pedophile.

Now, let’s look at a concrete example, the author’s.

Batman, is a comic book, about criminal families that inhabit any dwelling. Batman’s parents move in public, with complete confidence, despite having children. They are killed, by Joe Chill, a poor man that could very well have at one point been their employer. What was wrong? Why, Batman, was framed for a class election. Cruel, isn’t it? Now, you can argue motive or what happened or who is telling the truth, all you want. But the test of the mettle, is did the Narrows expand? Is Park Rowe, then Crime Alley, then the Narrows, soon to be all of Gotham City, the criminal families of America, expanding to surround all of Gotham City, literature and art?

Say it isn’t so, Mistah J. But it is. That’s why, you create an original version, of the arch-nemesis, with your entire inflated reputation as what they called you, anonymously, however you can, however as a serial killer, unique and non-deformed, inside the trade publication they’ve chosen for you, new and invented, to the point, that the audacity of the crime against your publication inspiration, will be reflected, upon the American tapestry, forever.

Will the real criminal come out and play, Mistah J? You’re a piece of media history now, Joker.

Or if you prefer, Feyd-Rautha Rabban, the nar Siridar of Giedi Prime. Your uncle was always a gay one, wasn’t he? Dune is the work of literary fraud’s masterpiece. Impossible to break, because it deals with gender, the ultimate root of the evil that pervades literature, and the foe you must hunt, the Fremen. The poor, working class poor on the surface, actually the Muslim. The day that the lovely little movie theater, in Gotham City, showed Zorro, the Spanish Moor, and the city, went Mad.

Mad, like the Moon.

Published by cheater120

Consider me an expert in information munitions. I practice Zazen meditation, Yakuza Trappist form (a Yakuza, games cheat, and Trappist, a counter-agent), as a Bonafuda, a mercantile salesmen of information through philosophy, literature, fiction, and academics, distributed as munitions technique deployed for the purpose apparent to you, unless of course you have violated the ethics of my piece, in which case you will be trapped inside a theft of the piece and an action within the boundaries of the violation you have committed in Benedictine culture, the Jewish affiliate within Catholic culture. Buyer beware, and these poems, are free.

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