"These days, it seems that if you're not already in place, you can't get there from here"
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A joke with a bruise under it: Wein takes the old small-town quip "you can't get there from here" and updates it for a world run by gatekeeping. The added clause, "if you're not already in place", is the tell. This isn't about bad directions; it's about systems designed to reward incumbency and punish late arrivals. It lands because it flips an American faith that talent plus hustle equals access. In Wein's version, access is the prerequisite, not the prize.
Coming from a cartoonist and comics writer, the line also reads like an insider's sigh about industries that posture as meritocracies while quietly operating as clubs. Comics, especially in Wein's era, were notorious for informal pipelines, unspoken rules, and the power of editors, distributors, and preexisting fandoms to decide who "counts". The sentiment easily expands to Hollywood, publishing, academia, tech: the ladder gets pulled up, then the people on top sell the myth of climbability as motivation.
The genius is the conversational shrug of "these days". It softens the indictment just enough to make it socially repeatable, like something you can drop over coffee without sounding like you're writing a manifesto. That understatement is its cynicism: the speaker isn't raging; he's resigned. The humor functions as a pressure valve, but the subtext is bleakly political. Progress has been replaced by positioning. If you missed the on-ramp, the map keeps insisting the destination exists while the road quietly dead-ends.
Coming from a cartoonist and comics writer, the line also reads like an insider's sigh about industries that posture as meritocracies while quietly operating as clubs. Comics, especially in Wein's era, were notorious for informal pipelines, unspoken rules, and the power of editors, distributors, and preexisting fandoms to decide who "counts". The sentiment easily expands to Hollywood, publishing, academia, tech: the ladder gets pulled up, then the people on top sell the myth of climbability as motivation.
The genius is the conversational shrug of "these days". It softens the indictment just enough to make it socially repeatable, like something you can drop over coffee without sounding like you're writing a manifesto. That understatement is its cynicism: the speaker isn't raging; he's resigned. The humor functions as a pressure valve, but the subtext is bleakly political. Progress has been replaced by positioning. If you missed the on-ramp, the map keeps insisting the destination exists while the road quietly dead-ends.
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