i am quite late to the partyEveryone is by now familiar with Hopkins, his awful writing, and his lack of drawing skills. The vast majority of the minor squabbles he's gotten tangled in over the past decade have been utterly forgettable. He's creepy, his comic is creepy, people love him anyway. Par for the course, right? There's no point in raining on that particular parade unless something really bad is happening, is there?
Well, starting in late 2010 someone started a tumblr archive containing the worst of Hopkins's artistic excesses (i.e. all of them and then some), along with all of the re-edits that have been posted to the various chanboards.
Everything goes as normal until March of this year. That is when they find (or decide to reveal)
the most explosive dirt. Turns out that Hopkins has had a downright abusive and dangerous relationship with his wife, and it's been toxic since long before they were even married. She called Loveline for some manner of advice back in 2001, and seemingly only now have they managed to
dig up the actual audio of the call and
make a transcript. As you can guess, the long-term results of the call were not exactly constructive.
I'm not sure why this info is suddenly public (or rather, why all the dots have suddenly been connected) after ten years*. For all we know, two and two were likely put together pretty much the second the show was aired, with all the commentary on the subject memory-holed completely - only to be rediscovered a decade later. It doesn't really matter.
Whoever is behind this blog believes that they have managed to redirect their atrocity tourism operation into a noble but naive attempt at intervention that is almost certainly doomed to failure. I guess I can identify with that. But I hope for their sake that they're sharp enough to realize that the furries will give no fuck in the end. The fact that they're shocked that there are otherwise ok-seeming people tolerating Hopkins's shit kind of shows how green they are when it comes to the field of furries behaving badly.
(*at this rate i look forward to 2028, when someone integrates a 300-datapoint cyberneurojournal about adam wan)