For Mr Invisible, the first and last blow to his burgeoning career as a superhero was an unexpected punch that flattened his nose.
“After months of designing my costume, getting my street moves just right, it was my first week out as a Real Life Superhero – and probably my last. This tiny, tiny girl did not like me trying to calm down her screaming boyfriend. She blindsided me, I’m still bruised. It’s dangerous out there,” said the deflated would-be crime fighter last week.
Mr Invisible is cheered that at least his grey one-piece “invisibility suit” works, proven when a drunk urinated on him in an alley. But he is weary of lurking in dark, down-town Los Angeles after dark.
Artemis of San Diego reported on his blog that he had heard a woman screaming outside his home but by the time he had dressed up in his costume the police were already there.Apparently there is a herd of heroes on the loose in the world, inspired perhaps by comic books, TV shows like Who Wants to Be a Superhero , and dire world circumstances, but all kidding aside, it seems both a bit creepy and loopy. I can't help but think that anyone who would do this is not quite right in the head, perhaps having trouble distinguishing between reality and fantasy. After all, if you want to fight crime or terrorists, it is possible to join the police, FBI or military. If you're not qualified physically or mentally to do that, then chances are you aren't superhero caliber either. Vigilantism doesn't lead to better communities.
I love the cover of this New Yorker magazine. I would not be a good dog vetter. I would want to take the first dog I saw, and the second, and the third.
