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2008.11.24

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"...delivers a non-stop anti-man gerrymandering from a Third Reich-ish podium."

do you mean "jeremiad"? or is he proposing redrawing congressional districts in such a way as to effectively disenfranchise men? cause that would be a batman plot twist i'd pay to read.

I knew something was wrong with that word! No, the mistake was mine--good god though, I wish it weren't. What a fine story that would've made.

It did seem unfair that you got *both* the Titans ones. The crack about how there are only seven bad guys is pretty hysterical...I hadn't even thought of that. Maybe that's all they could fit in one panel? (I did do some wondering about what Batman would have done if the steamroll driver *hadn't* stopped. Just let him roll over the kids?)

The bit about it being less obnoxious because the Aquarians are stupider is pretty hysterical, too.

You knew that Bob Haney created Metamorpho, right?

Not only is it the world's hungriest spider, it appears to be the largest. And what is a spider doing in Wayne manor anyway? Isn't Alfred supposed to sweep for that sort of thing? Maybe he left it there to inspire Batman...which leaves you wondering, is there any insect-eating member of the animal kingdom that has *not* inspired Batman. Bats, spiders...what about anteaters? I want to read the B&B where Batman stumbles upon an anteater in the broom closet of Wayne manor and then goes out to apprehend evil-doers with his tongue....

That's the X-rated B&B though, isn't it?

That spider! I struggle against the regular comic fan reader mentality, that part of you that says "Hey, that isn't realistic science, or hey, no Mexican talks like that"--but I just couldn't help but look at that spider and wonder why in the hell it was eating that much. In the course of a day, it basically inhales a good 27% of the eastern seaboard supply of flies and insects. Besides that, I couldn't help but think that Alfred is a terrible butler--why the hell does the manor have this level of pest infestation? Is he so busy cleaning his handgun and dusting his muscle suit that he can't call the Orkin man?

I knew about Metamorpho, yeah--so good, I love Rex Mason. Sgt. Rock too, although Haney admits that the entire personality and popularity doesn't stem from his work on the character...in that interview he pretty much says "I came up with a standard military man named Rock, but that was it."

The way I remember Wally West's personality when he was younger, I have a hard time believing he would have stuck it out for a non-violent protest all the way through. I imagine he'd be twitching to get the hell out of there. And the Young Aquarians--god, what a bunch of morons. It's pretty funny that the issues are so close together, and that the first one ends with Gordon and Batman saying "Gosh, we really learned our lesson. Gotta pay attention to these dirty rat-infested ghettos and their teenage inhabitants." And then it's a month or so later and BAM. Exact same thing happens, except the Aquarians are Guardian Angels and too dumb to make an atom bomb.

I don't want much for Christmas. Just for the two of you to keep doing these until it destroys your soul just like Tintin did to Hergé.

I can't separate my happy feelings for these books from the nostalgia forged by their being my first superhero comics, when I was four years old. (My introduction to Batman in comic form was #118, the issue where he and Wildcat beat the shit out of each other with spiked gloves for the Joker's amusement.) It's great to read clear-eyed reviews of these books without that haze I bring to them. I really appreciate that Haney clearly, self-consciously didn't give a shit about anything approaching "continuity"--not surprising, given that he could barely be bothered to concern himself with logic or internal consistency most of the time. (His attitude toward Superman and Batman's teenage sons in World's Finest is an even more extreme version of his approach.) But the books were always entertaining--for me as a barely literate little kid, and even now.

I'll get to work on Noah, but I think homeboy wants to get some sweet greenery for his street medications before he returns to dispensing "The Knowledge." If not, then I'll see if I can't convince the people at LiveJournal to take over the Brave & The Bold series. There's plenty of out-of-context panels worth writing up heated emotional petitions about in the work of Messrs Haney, Adams & Aparo.

Whoa, Noah is a London cab driver? Does he also fight demons and endure a terrible marriage?

I do not fight demons, but I occasionally tussle with leaf weasels. Unmarried ones, though.

Cole, I have no soul. B&B was one of the first comics I read too, though; the Batman/Black Lighting team-up against some random Nazi analogue with a metal hand on top of barrels of oil scarred my psyche forever.

I hadn't realized Haney did the super-sons. I remember reading that strip and thinking, more than once, "What the hell?"

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