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Show 233 "I understand. You have your battle to fight and Earth needs you. But I'll return in fifty years, in 1992. I wish you the best." The UFO leaves, and Wonder Woman is again alone with her secret identity. It was about fifty years from Andros's departure when I first found Wonder Woman. Along with the general lack of book availability, geography has to take at least some of the blame for my quick and intense obsession. I grew up in a small town in Utah, the sort of town where spontaneous school bus chants are enthusiastically embraced for the simple event of a fast food restaurant happening to hoist up its new sign on our street. One of the few non-church sources of entertainment we had was a hybrid sports card/comic book shop on Main Street that always felt atmospherically uncomfortable-the inevitable tension when multiple types of collectors gather together. In that surrounding, I held strong to my belief that Wonder Woman was the best choice for favorite superhero, despite the existence of many other candidates who don't use accessories so lame as an invisible jet or a boomerang tiara. I'm sure I deserved the looks of contempt and pity I received for making such remarks as: Can Wolverine throw his tiara as a boomerang, deflating a Nazi raft and knocking unconscious a Nazi general in one fell swoop?, (yes, using the words "fell swoop"). But as to accusations that Wonder Woman was overall weaker than her male counterparts, I thought her fighting spoke for itself. And, besides that, she was more thoughtful. |