Why I Would be a Super Villain

I love Bat­man. Always have. Always will.

I sucked it up and watched all but one of the 80’s/90’s Bat­man movies Bat­man & Robin. (Why any­one would look at that and think it was good is just crazy) and used to col­lect the comic books off and on, watched the crummy 60’s TV show in reruns when I was a kid, so don’t even try and not call me a Bat­man lover. Not in a Batman/Robin…you know…well…not-that-there’s-anything-wrong-with-that kind of way, but I’ve always enjoyed Bat­man. Bruce Wayne went from wimpy kid one minute to crazed future vig­i­lante in the next with the death of his par­ents. He donned the cape, the mask, he became what crim­i­nals would fear, and he ruled, which was the best part.

Superman…yeah, he’s alright, but Bat­man was a nor­mal per­son wail­ing on some­body. You could feel your blood pump and the adren­a­line go up as he started in on, as the Fan­tas­tic Four’s Thing would say, “clob­berin’ time.”

Bat­man never really cared much about the con­se­quences of his actions like Super­man did. Clark was always the fine upstand­ing man that he was raised to be and was sup­posed to be. He was good and kind and saw the world in black and white. But the world has never been black and white, sure there are good guys and bad guys, but some­times the bad guys are on your side fight­ing for your inter­ests The CIA in the 80’s try­ing to get rid of the com­mu­nist San­danistas in Cen­tral Amer­ica, for instance and some­times they’re not. Al Queda Some­times they’re out for world dom­i­na­tion and other times they just want money or power or some­thing that makes them look sexy in the eyes of oth­ers. And it’s those rea­sons that would make me want to be a super vil­lain. But not just your nor­mal run-of-the-mill vanilla super vil­lain. No sir. I’m look­ing to be unique, if possible.