Friday, April 13, 2007
power.less
Ego. Hal Jordan was walking ego. His excuse was that he had to be. The Green Lantern was powered by will. No will, no power.
For some reason, that day, Batman wasn't having it. He called Hal out, and told him he shouldn't underestimate the abilities of his team-mates. Hal laughed. C'mon Bruce, you know how this works. Whatever I can think of, whatever I put my will to, the ring can make happen. I can move a planet if I want to. I can do anything.
Hal, Batman said, as he rose from his chair. In some ways, you're the weakest member in the League.
Green Lantern was stunned. Wha? Why would you say that?
Because it's true, Bruce said. I know something virtually every other member of the League can do, but you can't. Me. Aquaman. Elongated Man. Even Tigra. But. not. you.
Try me, Hal said. The room was silent. A dozen heroes sat in their chairs motionless, unwilling to even breathe. They waited for Batman to speak, to somehow prove Hal wrong.
Alright, Hal, Batman started. Green Lantern. If you can do everything I can, anything we can do. Then do this one thing.
Change colors.
This happened at least once a week. Hal was exceptionally easy to screw with.
Friday, April 06, 2007
pop culture. legacy
Spring, 1984
Laird: "So, um. Dude, you're not worried about this, are you?"
Eastman: "No. wait, what? Worried about what?"
Laird: "What we're making. I mean, it's weird, right?"
Eastman: "Dude, it's our hook. Weird is good. What are you worried about?"
Laird "I dunno. It just seems like, this is the kind of thing that gets stuck in a kid's head, you know? What if we're screwing with some kid's cultural references.."
Eastman: "Dude, what?"
Laird: "No, see, dude what I mean is, what if this sticks with some kids, instead of something more normal, more.. important?"
Eastman: "Dude. You can't.. no seriously, you can't be worried about this. It's just for us, man. We're self-publishing a comic book. In our garage. It's just for our portfolio, dude. A couple thousand issues. Maybe three thousand, tops, depending how much newsprint we have. It's just to get our work out there. Example crap."
Laird: "It's not crap."
Eastman: "No dude, I know. I didn't mean crap. I just meant, this is just for us. No one's going to read it, it's just to get our foot in the door at Marvel or DC."
Laird: "Marvel."
Eastman: "Ok, yes, Marvel, fine. But that's all it is. It's not meant to stand on it's own. No one self publishes comic books. Doesn't happen. Trust me, six months from now, you and me, we're gonna be sitting in the middle of the Marvel Bullpen, thanks to this. And no one's ever gonna remember the Teenage Mutant Jiu Jitsu Turtles."
Laird: "Ninja."
Eastman: "What"?
Laird: "Dude, they're Ninja Turtles."
Eastman: "Whatever."

