The following is strictly opinion. All statements, comments and/or remarks are the author’s own.
I’ve been behind the times slightly. Just this weekend I finally found the time (and money) to go into my Local Comic Shop and clear out my pull that has been neglected since Black Friday. It left me with a big stack of goodies and an even bigger hole in my bank account, but that’s another point all together.
DC Comics has always been my true love. I’ve only ever followed Marvel from a distance with my pull constantly fluctuating in Marvel titles depending on what creator was working on which title. The current number of Marvel comics in my pull is one: Jason Aaron’s Avengers.
I felt that DC Comics’ Stan Lee Tribute at the end of their titles was very heartfelt and poignant. While Stan was always the pure embodiment of their biggest industry rival, and I’m certain there were days when his name was cursed more than it was praised, there was always a huge amount of respect for that man from the DC camp.
Marvel’s tribute, on the other hand, I had originally found was quite lacking. I had seen a preview of the cover for Avengers 12 awhile back, along with a few other covers, featuring the black banner across the top and the removal of all other graphics from the cover, aside from the simplified title and issue number. I wasn’t very moved by this presentation and felt that the company that Stan Lee helped found could have done a lot better.
I was pleasantly surprised to find, when I opened the book, that it began with a moment of silence (three completely black pages) and a sketch of the comic book god by artist Phil Noto. I sat with the book in my hands for a few moments and really soaked it in. I flipped the book back over and started again from the cover. This time the black banner and the solemn look of the new Secret Avengers team on the cover felt much more appropriate. I even noticed that the back was completely black as well other than the barcode. I flipped through the moment of silence again and stared at the image of “The Man” once more, it brought a smile to my face. I sure will miss you big guy.
Roll opening credits and then Black Panther spends twenty pages assembling his Secret Avengers team all the while dropping hints of what is to come in future storylines.
Then we get to the end. Not the end of the story, but the end of the comic itself. It’s an entry from Stan’s Soapbox. For those that don’t know, Stan’s Soapbox was a monthly column from 1967 to 1980 in Marvel’s Bullpen Bulletins which ran in the back of most of Marvel’s monthly publications from 1965 to 2001. The particular Soapbox entry the editorial staff at Marvel chose speaks volumes about where Marvel stands today. Every writer, editor, artist, colorist, inker, and janitor at either of the Big Two should take a good long look at this. Really soak it in. When along the way was this vision lost?
Enter: Mickey Mouse.
When Disney bought Marvel in 2009, they saved a failing comic book giant and ruined it all at the same time. They overloaded comic book store shelves with more and more titles every month with more spin-offs, new team books, and everyone received a solo series. They began to spread their Social Justice Warrior agenda by infecting long-standing titles with droll hyper-liberal agendas. Legacy heroes were spat upon in the name of diversity. For years now, Stan Lee seemed to be the only one retaining their sanity amongst the Disney Princesses.
Stan always possessed a strong voice. When he spoke, people listened. He was definitely the last defense against the wave of SJWs. It would benefit Disney greatly to see Stan out of the picture. To have no other strong voices stand in their way.
Now, I know, Stan Lee was 91. He was an old man who had lived a long life. But Disney couldn’t make it obvious now could they? They forced him to watch from a distance as the industry he loved so much started to crumble by their hand. As I said, Stan was an old man, there was only so much he could take, and finally the strain on his heart was just too much, and he gave up.
The Soapbox entry chosen for his “memoriam”, was a blatant slap in the face, the ultimate “F.U.”. They said yes, we know what you stand for, and we are going to burn it to the ground and there is nothing you or anyone else can do to stop us.
Rest In Peace Mr. Stanley Martin Lieber, a.k.a. Stan “The Man” Lee. Let them burn it down, what we will build from it’s ashes will be in your honor, we will carry on your dream of making great comics, and it will be far more superior than what came before it.
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