He is the person parents wants their children to become: someone boldly assured of his or her place in the world, impervious to idle threats.
—  Maybe one of the best descriptions of PK ever (x)

A few months ago I was asked by the lovely people at Grantland to do a piece for their quarterly, on their Mad Men season 6 review. Which gave me a plausible excuse to watch the show in the studio. The thing is printed in spot colours, so it felt a little bit like a jigsaw puzzle of colour to make. They did ask me to draw Don’s face a little more realistic than I usually would, but I’m really pleased with the result.

I don’t know what made me buy a plane ticket to St. Louis at 1:15 a.m. on Tuesday. Maybe it was remembering that feeling of helplessness and guilt after learning of the Trayvon Martin verdict while embarking on a carefree cross-country road trip.

Maybe it was Eric Garner, who died only weeks ago in New York, after a police officer wrestled him to the ground and choked him.

Maybe it was going to the south side of Chicago last month, stepping into Trinity United Church of Christ, made famous by the union of Barack Obama and now–pastor emeritus Jeremiah Wright in 2008.

Maybe it was hearing the church’s announcements about the shooting and murder of kids from its congregation that I’d later read about in the news that evening. But perhaps it was just me.

A black boy turned black man who finds it increasingly miraculous that I made it to 27. A black man with a black mother who was alive in the South for the final push of Jim Crow.

And a black man with a black mother with black parents who would have done anything so that their children and grandchildren wouldn’t have to live a life in fear of the dogs. And the hoses. And the bombs.

Either way, learning that an 18-year-old named Michael Brown had been shot by a police officer in Ferguson, Missouri, and left in the street to die, pushed me to a breaking point.

It felt like I had to come to Ferguson. Not as a journalist, but as a black man fed up with the idea of black boys who are unable to become black men.

I knew I couldn’t tell my mom. She’d be proud I was here, but it would also worry her to no end. And it would be unnecessary worry. Because I’d be fine.

Grantland: The Front Lines of Ferguson

Of course Wolverine is cooler than Cyclops. But that’s because he’s a child’s idea of a tough-guy adult. Cyclops lives in a screwed-up world largely of his own making, the way an actual adult does. Wolverine’s the badass we want to be; Cyclops is closer to what we actually are, and maybe he’s too close to be truly likable.

I’m so happy to be involved in this wonderful project for sports and pop culture website Grantland. I was asked to create a series of illustrations (Including an animated opener and two chapter head illustrations) to accompany a long form non-fiction feature The Sea of Crises written by Brian Philips. The story is about a calm and intelligent young sumo Hakuho who is originally from Mongolia, a novelist Mishima with warrior spirit who achieved his glorious death by operating seppuku. The characters in the story were my main inspirations. What interested me is that “sumo is a sport of refusing to die”, while the novelist Mishima pursued immortal by committing suicide. They are as contradicted as the Sword and Chrysanthemum which is the symbol of the traditional Japanese culture. In the illustration for the opener, a man is standing in front of a series of Tori grates. It is unknown that whether this is a path to life or death. The style is inspired by oriental wood block cut printing. elements were separated on different layers so they were able to be animated in After Effects. 

For the full experience, please check it here  thanks AD Linsey Fields

Super talented artist Thoka Maer also contributed some fantastic animated sumos to the project too. Check out her work!

The 1994 Rap Album Matrix: Is This Hip-Hop’s Greatest Year?

This is about celebrating the rap albums from 1994, arguably the greatest year in the history of the genre. This is not a difficult thing to understand, so I will do my best in the coming moments not to make it so. In fact, I will do the least difficult thing I can think of, which is to answer fake questions that I’m asking myself. [Read More…]

Dr. V, Caleb Hannan, and Grantland

Hi — thank you for opening this and reading more about this horrible set of events. As it involves the life and experiences of a trans woman, which I am not, I ask that you read the voices of trans women writing about Dr. V before reading mine. (Or just their voices, if you have limited time.) They are very often written about, and not listened to, and it’s important to change that. Thanks.

Also, as the situation involves a reporter posthumously outing his subject as trans after her suicide, please consider this post and all of the links herein to have content warnings for suicide, transmisogyny, transphobia, and outing.

I’m adding new pieces as I find them, but please feel encouraged to send them to me to accelerate: @handler on Twitter, michael/at\grendel/dot\net via email, or contact via Tumblr. Thanks. -mh

Dear Caleb Hannan & the editors of Grantland:

I’m not a habitual reader of Grantland, because I’m not much into the work-a-day issues and discussions of the sports world. I do love long-form journalism about specific people, and culture, and pop culture issues, and the works that I’ve read on Grantland have been satisfying enough that I kept on wondering why I wasn’t making it part of my regular reading rounds. The other week, I stumbled across Chuck Klosterman’s article about Royce White and mental health, and I shared it with my SO, and she shared it with her family, and we had a deep and connecting discussion about it which I am still appreciating.

Despite my lack of regular connection to Grantland, I am compelled to write in to you about Caleb Hannan’s article about Dr. V, which I read today, mostly in openmouthed disgust, and with increasing horror as it built to its conclusion.

There’s no question that the design, origin, and performance of a new golf club of mysterious provenance, from outside the historical establishment of equipment design, is a compelling and interesting story on many levels. There’s no question that the behavior and history of an erratic and inconsistent inventor, whose claimed superlative credentials persistently cannot be verified, is also compelling and relevant to the narrative.

There’s also no question that the way that Dr. V’s existence as a trans woman was researched, outed, and used in the narrative of the story was monstrous, stereotypical, transphobic, hurtful, and wrong.

Keep reading


Grantland’s ‘Breaking Bad’ In Memoriam: “Relive the five wonderful seasons of AMC’s ‘Breaking Bad’ by remembering those who died along the way. NSFW warning: You’ve seen this all already, but this video contains graphic and disturbing images. Just like the show.”


The ‘Juicy’ Standardized Test: How Well Do You Know Biggie’s Anthem 20 Years Later?

This is the “Juicy” Standardized Test. This is not the Fill in the Blank “Juicy” quiz, or the True/False “Juicy” quiz, or the Word Bank Matching “Juicy” Quiz. You won’t be able to weasel your way through it by simply connecting words in the questions that rhyme with words in the responses. This is an adaptation of several statewide exams (New York and Texas, mostly), designed to replicate the rigor of those tests by asserting tiered, higher-order questioning.

It’s 10 questions long. And every question is rooted in “Juicy”-dom. If you’re not very familiar with the song, don’t even bother. Because this is the nerdiest rap thing.

Scroll to the end to see the answer key.

And don’t sit there trying to answer the questions with a browser window opened to a “Juicy” lyrics page. Don’t be a dolt.

Good luck. I hope that you do not die here today.


MUST WATCH:  The Brooklyn Nets’ #1 Fan: “Mr. Whammy”

Very proud to present a documentary short I directed for Grantland and Bill Simmons. 

Bruce S. Reznick was born and raised in Brooklyn, NY.  He’s lived in Brooklyn for 70 years, been married for over 50 years, and has worked as a lawyer for just as long.  Oh, and he blocks the foul shots of the Brooklyn Nets’ opponents with the power of his mind.

This man is a great New Yorker, a great basketball fan, and a great person.

I hope you enjoy.


(special thanks to Dave @Jacoby_who got this made.)

"[What Breaking Bad's] Anna Gunn had to deal with — that was so bizarre. I was following that and was really appalled by the way that was unfolding. The people’s reaction to her character was so disturbing to me as a woman. I was like, 'What’s wrong with our country?' It freaked me out, man. But I don’t think that I have exactly the same thing to worry about, because we know in the very beginning that Lester goes from zero to 60, whereas in Breaking Bad we sort of watched Walt deteriorate. I don’t know why that confused people; people gave him more slack for that reason and therefore hated Skyler more. But there are people online who are like, ‘Boo, Molly, we hate you.’ But I know they’re just super Martin Freeman fans, so they want him to win no matter what.