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The Fundament Of A Superhero Is The Guy In Tights Saving Innocent People From Bad Things. It's Amazing How Infrequently That Seems To Happen In Superhero Comics These Days.

I Moved To New York And Was Told, "go Back Home. We Don't Need You. Go Pump Gas. You're From Vermont. We've Got No Use For You. You're Not Drawing Guys In Tights." So, I Learned How To Draw Guys In Tights, And I Put Them In As Many Crime Situations As I Could.

I Take Away His Weapon. Both Of Them.

I Can Tell You Squat About Islam. I Don’t Know Anything About It. But I Know A Goddamn Lot About Al Qaeda And I Want Them All To Burn In Hell.

But I'm Not Trying To Convince Anybody How To Vote Or How To Live. Nobody's Ever Successfully Accused Me Of Being Realistic.