I was once a comic book junkie. I loved any of them I could
get my hands on. But there was always a love/hate scenario for me. I loved
Batman and hated Superman. Batman was the detective, the human, the night.
Superman was just that…super.
But as I got older, Batman and his complexities became
simple, human, and easy to dissect. But Superman was becoming more and more
complicated. He was and is evolving.
In the latest issue of the Superman
comic book, which goes on sale on Wednesday, the caped hero's alter ego, Clark
Kent, quits his job as a journalist at the Daily Planet. A staff member at a
comic book store in New York City's Times Square says the superhero left the
tabloid after voicing his disdain for the direction the newspaper is headed,
lacking real journalism and real reporting
WOW!
In Action Comics latest issue, Superman proclaims himself
a citizen of the universe after clashing with the U.S. government. Which puts
rather a dent in his longtime motto: Truth, justice and the American way.
Damn!
How does one reconcile with being an alien, with no one of
his kind to relate to, all the while walking around with the restrictions of a Buddhist
monk walking on rice paper?
That’s what Superman deals with EVERYDAY!
I unfortunately relate to that…
Someone once asked me do I feel alone a lot, I truly wanted
to answer honestly and say…
“Only when I'm around people.” But I humbly responded with an appeasing…sometimes.
Haven’t we changed the cliché of “no man is an island” by
determining what makes a man beyond being humane? Money, penis size, love of
god, love of country, or love of family has become some of our metrics for
being a man. I don’t know if I even qualify as a man in many circles.
never let you see them sweat…etc…