A Strange Planet Indeed

Let’s start this by stating my position, I’m pro-choice. I believe the only one that should be making choices for a woman about her body, is that woman (or an appointed guardian in the case of loss of mental facility). This isn’t a post in defense of anybody, it’s about us and our cancel culture.

Why in the world start a post like this though? Why indeed. Well, you see, it started a few days ago when a friend of mine posted on his Instagram story that the creator of a new, but quickly beloved webcomic about aliens, was seemingly pro-life. This was the first time I heard anything like this, so being the kind of person that I am, I started digging. When the search about Strange Planet came up fruitless, I let it go. I’ve got little to fill my days, so I’ve got to guard against internet rabbit holes as best I can. In letting it go, there was something that stuck with me about this. The person making this claim isn’t uneducated, they are one of the smartest people I know, so the thought never really left my head. A little while later, I noticed the sentiment spreading on Facebook; another one of my friends had even gone as far as messaging the creator, Nathan Pyle with their distaste of the news.

So back to the internet I went, this time finding the first instance of an article on this claim on nylon.com, from April 8th, 2019. Three days ago, at the time of this publishing.  Since searching in earnest, this is probably the third or fourth article that I’ve found with this exact embedded tweet:

Casey Miller, writer of the Nylon article, then goes on to say that our first clue to this should have been the “I follow Jesus,” tagline on his Instagram bio. They go on to say that we should be more careful with what we share, because “the content that you're sharing was created by someone who views you as deserving[sic] of autonomy over your own body.” That was copy and pasted from the article.

Whether the line “…views you as deserving of autonomy over your own body,” is a typo or not, it stands through today, muddying this claim even further.

Thing is though, in all of my digging, including on the guy’s Facebook and Instagram pages; all I could find that even came close to a position on the matter is the sentence in the screenshotted tweet. Nathan Pyle tweeted that he was thankful his girlfriend was given “the gift of life,” and that’s it. Anything further was said by her on her Facebook page. The person that said he was pro-life is the Twitter user @anarchopupgirl, but for some reason those words have had enough power for a part of the population to completely write him off, baselessly.

Do the comics, do the aliens of Strange Planet share a pro-life message? No, they’re simple little comics that make light of literal explanations. If we’re going to deprive of ourselves of the most adorable aliens on the internet, we’ve got to take a full measure. Cancel culture is full of half-measures. We’ll cancel Kevin Hart because of homophobia, but the Beatles, co-founded by notorious wife beater John Lennon are still revered. We’ll cancel Louis C.K. because he masturbates in front of women, but the paintings of Salvador Dali and Picasso, propagators of incest and pedophilia, still fetch millions. There are convicted murderers that still make money in the Scandinavian Black Metal scene playing in the same bands they’re notoriously attached to for their crimes.

The way I look at it all is based in the saying that we are the universe experiencing itself. That means we are the art of the universe, as art is the human experience, contained within another medium. Sometimes art is conflicting, makes you uncomfortable, or delights and pleasures you; but it’s the art doing that. It’s the artist manipulating you through a medium—their own life experience comes into play on their end, but not yours. We should put no stock of character into a person’s art, or we should entirely weigh the art on the content of their character. This culture of half-measure cancellations is serving no purpose than to further divide us, creating small cracks along of the fissures of religion, race, class and nationality. Our society is like an iceberg collapsing in the melt, falling into the sea under the weight of it’s inability to stay together.

The assumed positions of one internet cartoonist is far from an issue. If you need a real issue to talk about, go play alt-right bingo on PewDiePie’s YouTube Channels; you get a free square in the middle because “it’s no big deal!”

From the Daily Stormer (alt-right propaganda website) style guide:


The tone of the site should be light. Most people are not comfortable with material that comes across as vitriolic, raging, nonironic hatred.The unindoctrinated should not be able to tell if we are joking or not. There should also be a conscious awareness of mocking stereotypes of hateful racists. I usually think of this as self-deprecating humor

I am a racist making fun of stereotype of racists, because I don’t take myself super-seriously.

This is obviously a ploy and I actually do want to gas k****. But that’s neither here nor there.

There are big issues in this world, and we the people actually do have the power to change things, as we have seen over the past two years. The problem is that we’re wasting time hating on people for things we’re assuming, rather than attacking problems that we can see in plain sight. If we write off Strange Planet because it’s “pro-life,” why are you still talking to your relatives that likely share the same position? There’s no difference. It’s so weird to me how this world is growing to accept plenty of things on a spectrum, except when it comes to positions. You can be a gender non-binary pansexual and face more derision over a position such as pro-life than you ever would from the people who supposedly “hate” you for what you are in some circles. It’s baffling.

There’s so much hate and rage, when there should be conviction and motivation to change the narrative. Do you really want to live in a echo-chamber that just sends your own thoughts back to you, or do you want to grow as a person until the day you die? We’re so happy to sit around and damn those we feel are under us, because of what? Our perceived moral high-ground? Those who have the high ground really shouldn’t spend their time spitting off it, otherwise one day we might find ourselves knee deep in our own vitriol.