Who’s the King? (Or, NOW is the winter of our discontent)

Reps for the National Organization of Women are protesting the Newsweek cover with Michele Bachmann describing her as the “Queen of Rage,” demanding to know who has ever designated a man as the King of Rage.

This is a valid question. Sting is the King of Pain. Ozzie is the King of Darkness. But the King of Rage crown is apparently available.

I hereby volunteer for the title. I wrote “The Incredible Hulk” longer than anyone else, and I get pìššëd øff really easily.

You may all bow down before me.

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This is a new one on me

I’ve become used to the typical reasons that hostility is aimed at me. The guys who assail me because I have different political beliefs from them (including those who actually write to Marvel trying to get me fired because they didn’t like something I wrote on this blog). Or the guys who love to weigh in on any positive BBS thread about my work and try and lob crap at it because they feel I was mean to them three years ago, or they’re frustrated writers who believe that my success is as undeserved as their failure, and since they can’t do anything about the latter, they’ll try and tear down the former.

But the message I received recently was just on a different level.

I Wonder What Glenn Beck Will Say

When someone points out to him that a new video game later this year, “Spider-Man: Edge of Time” features a future Spider-Man who is ALSO half Latino. I wonder if he’ll try to hang that on either the Obamas or some evil liberal mindset. One can only guess what the reception to Miguel O’Hara would have been if guys like Beck had had the sorts of audiences they have now back in the early 90s.

You remember Miguel. The guy who had organic webshooters a decade before fans started screaming that organic webshooters in the then-upcoming movie version was the most stupid thing they’d ever heard of.

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Comics review: Sandman

digresssmlOriginally published September 15, 1995, in Comics Buyer’s Guide #1139

At a recent convention, a fan asked me what comics I like to read. I mentioned the usual: Sandman, Cerebus, The Maxx, Sin City, Bone…

But I don’t think he heard me past the first one, because he said, “Sandman?”

I said, “Yeah.”

And he asked, “What’s that about?”

Which actually prompts an interesting meditation, particularly as arguably one of the best comic series that’s ever been published winds to a close. Just what is Sandman about?

So now that he’s turned 50

Two questions come to mind when considering that the President has hit the big half century mark:

1) Obama can look forward to that joyful procedure that everyone who lives that long gets to endure: his very first colonoscopy. Will that be appreciably different from dealing with Congress?

2) Based on what is now known, or at least widely believed, about JFK and Marilyn Monroe, can we infer that Obama is having an affair with Jennifer Hudson since she sang “Happy Birthday?”

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