You’re probably thinking, after looking at what I wrote about duck comics and Little Lulu, that I’m a little sissy kid way down deep inside. Nothing could be farther from the truth. I bought tons of really mature comics, such as:
I liked Batman. It was probably the only DC comic I bought regularly.
I bought Superman, but I was never crazy about him. The problem with Superman is that he’s invincible. DC didn’t understand that all characters, in order to be interesting, have to have a fatal flaw, an Achilles heel. Kryptonite doesn’t count. It just never convinced me.
More about my juvenile tastes tomorrow.
From Thanksgiving 1997…