Looking back across the years, so many pictures flash on the screen of my memory that just as I begin to see one clearly, another slides in, blotting out the first, itself to be pushed aside by the next and the next and the next. ↗
Most regular superhero books are designed to go on forever; of course, very few of them do, but the point is they are trying to throw mud against the wall and hope it will stick, and most of it slides off. ↗
Racism is always there underneath, but usually it is exploited in these times of economic crisis, and it's hard to find out when one slides into another. ↗