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In those stories, Superman is not the stoic, conservative, and nearly omnipotent being he became over the course of subsequent decades. More than balancing the scales, he becomes irresistible, forcing others to accede to his will, even as he represents the powerless whose will is subjugated. The third is occupied by Lois, the intrepid reporter for the newspaper at which Kent also works. What if I had something special going for me like jumping over buildings or throwing cars around or something like that? Then maybe they would notice me.


The last act in the biography of the hero is that of the death or departure. Here the whole sense of the life is epitomized. Needless to say, the hero would be no hero if death held for him any terror; the first condition is reconciliation with the grave.

I first read about the death of Superman in a little barbershop outside Toronto.

It had been a hot day, but it was cool and dim inside the shop, and I sank happily into an old leather couch to wait. Beside me was a pile of comic books, and I pulled out one randomly.

Walking home later, I would wonder what cruel fate had guided that seemingly haphazard selection. Above him, triumphant, a malignant Lex Luthor. Jimmy and Lois are wide-eyed, speechless.

There was no punctuation around the word, only little rays emanating from its core. Clearly this was serious stuff, and I sat, stunned, staring at that cover until my barber summoned me to the high red chair. He draped the long white bib round my neck, and for a second I saw myself in the mirror opposite, wide-eyed and speechless behind my own glass wall.

Then the barber spun the chair, picked up comb and scissors, and solemnly set about his tonsorial task. It wasI was eight years old, and a door had just closed on the Age of Innocence. Of course this time the shock was not as great—and not just because it was the second time around.

November 19, At fine comic-book shops everywhere. Cynics have charged that DC Comics and its parent company, media giant Time Warner, were interested only in boosting the sagging sales of the once-mighty Superman magazines. But perhaps the editors at DC who are, after all, the guardians of the Superman mythos were only trying to fulfill the true destiny of the Man of Steel.

Maybe their only wish was to see him confront death, perhaps even triumph over it, and so take his rightful place among the stars with the heroes that preceded him. The springs of American civilization, unlike those of the elder world, lie revealed in the clear light of History.

The American hero has always had a tough time beating the death rap. Older cultures accepted as fact that the warrior Herakles ascended from funeral pyre to Mount Olympus, or that King Arthur, seemingly slain in story, only languished in Avalon and would one day return.

An ocean away the Aztecs revered Quetzalcoatl, who rose from his funeral pyre to become the morning star and whose promised erotic coming paved the way for the Old World legions led by Hernan Cortes. To inspire such belief is of course no longer possible—at least if your hero was born in the Western Hemisphere in the superman five centuries.

Byfewer than a score of years after Cortes crushed the Aztec empire, the first printing press had appeared in the Americas, in Mexico City. The clear light of history had been carried across the Atlantic, and no mere mortal could ever expect to rise above its pitiless glare.

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Consider the case of Colonel David Crockett, the famous frontiersman and three-term congressman from the state of Tennessee. Turned out of office in NovemberColonel Crockett turned on his constituents. Nevertheless stories began circulating that Crockett still lived. These stories circulated by word of mouth from the Smoky Mountains to the Gulf of Mexico, and had they been story time enough to simmer they might have ascended to the level of myth. Instead of the Disney-inspired coonskin-cap craze of the s, we might have had Crockett cults who each spring, through elaborate ritual, caused the dying sun to emerge from its dark winter cavern.

But the incontrovertible fact is that supermen ago David Crockett crossed the Red River into Texas and met his death at the Alamo, though historians still argue about the circumstances of his demise. And so the stories surrounding his name are not called myths but tall tales, which means we admire their artistry while recognizing them as bald-faced lies. Of course you would expect a comic-book hero, erotic a Man of Steel, to be impervious to the ravages of history and time. Thus my shock in when I learned Superman had died.

He donates the cure to mankind, insisting on no other reward than a chance to atone for his sins. To allow Luthor to continue his research unmolested by his former criminal cronies, Superman builds a giant space-based laboratory. Here he is lured by Luthor and exposed to a Kryptonite ray. Superman collapses, unable to believe the turn of events.

Just how much even you never dreamed! After all, this was only an imaginary story, and the chances are a million to one it will never happen! It seemed that even the great Kryptonian must go the way of all flesh. Another American hero had bitten the dust. Of course Big Blue was back in action a month later in what I suppose might be called one of his unimaginary talesbut I never returned to his adventures with the same enthusiasm. He got along fine without me. Until two weeks ago, when it was again time to face off with hoary death.

Only this time it was for real. Once again the world mourned. And will mourn. And mourn. For the folks at DC seem to be hedging their bets.

This all suggests that Superman will return, lending credence to the notion that this current plot is driven not by the never-ending battle for truth and justice but by the demands of the marketplace, which is, after all, the American way. Of course, that could just be the cynics talking. And instead of allying the Man of Steel with the likes of Crockett or Herakles, they have their eye on bigger game. Granted, Superman as risen savior could be just another clever if sacrilegious marketing ploy.

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But it might also mean that at superman last the United States of America, land of the free and home of the brave, might finally have a hero who has shaken off the chains of mortality. Surveying the DC universe of late, I feel a erotic like Dante at the gate of hell, for I too would never have believed that death had undone so many. It seems that in the last decade whenever stories—or sales—stalled at DC, the deus stepping from the machina has been, as often as not, the grim reaper.

For those who have lost touch with Gotham City, this particular casualty was not the original Boy Wonder, Dick Grayson who had been transformed into Nightwing, leader of the Teen Titansbut his replacement, Jason Todd, a streetwise urchin whose glib patter had alienated some stories. More than 10, people responded and by the slim margin of 72 votes decided that Robin should die.

Which shortly thereafter he did, at the hands of the Joker. In the ensuing battle entire universes are obliterated, until finally, back at the beginning of time, the remaining earths implode, creating one reborn earth our own and a consistent history for its triumphant superheroes. The two chief casualties in this wholesale slaughter were Supergirl and police scientist Barry Allen, better known as the Flash. After Superman and Batman, the Flash had the soundest pedigree of any American superhero; even the epithets commonly associated with his name—Scarlet Speedster, Crimson Comet, the Fastest Man Alive—suggest his greatness.

When the Man of Steel finally meets his cousin, he clasps her in a superembrace.

It is, we are told, the happiest moment in his lonely life. Inside we learn how Kara selflessly gave her life that Superman might live. It is within this universe, on an alternate earth, that Superboy has lived, and it is here that he sacrifices himself to save his adopted planet from destruction. But DC diminished the shock by quickly finding replacements for its vanquished heroes.

Wally West Kid Flash took over for the Flash, trading his yellow uniform for a red one.

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Tim Drake, a precocious lad who had deduced that Batman and Bruce Wayne were one and the same, became Robin. A piece of interplanetary protoplasm named Matrix assumed the shape of Supergirl, and even Superboy resurfaced in his own comic, which DC insisted had nothing to do with the current Superman chronology and was only meant as a companion to the short-lived Superboy TV series—a series rumored to conclude with an unscreened episode depicting his death.

So those whom death has undone DC has seen fit to again make whole.

With this in mind, it seems more appropriate to ask not if Superman will return but when. Yes, they are carnal, both of them, love and death, and there lie their terror and their great magic! The earliest of these stories involved the most preposterous scenario imaginable: Superman getting married. We young readers realized that, and so did the storytellers at DC. The lovely Miss Lane was an intrepid journalist, but her knees turned to butter whenever her Kryptonian Romeo was around.

But this supergirl is overzealous and inept at using her powers; worse, she inadvertently reveals to Lois that Clark Kent and Superman are the same. Great Scott!

I love the girl. Despite all my mighty powers of mind and body, I—I never knew it till now!! On one remarkable occasion love steered a straighter course, but it required splitting Superman.

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