Folly Feelings

I don’t know if this happens to other people very often, but when I’m...

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I don’t know if this happens to other people very often, but when I’m wearing comic shirts, I sometimes get sucked into conversations about comics. This happens primarily when I’m on the Max train, for whatever reason. Today, the conversation came from a hemp activist wearing a backwards Batman baseball cap. Now, that sentence there should give you a fair idea of this fellow’s general disposition. He got really excited by my Batman hoodie, but made the mistake of calling it a Batgirl hoodie.

Which, okay. Not a big deal. But when I said that no, this is a Batman hoodie, he tried to tell me that I’m a girl, so I can only be Batgirl.

You can imagine that this didn’t go over well with me. I pointed out that there has been a female Batman, and he tried to argue

buddy

no

you do not argue with me about comics okay

I asked him if he’d ever heard about No Man’s Land, and he said that he HAD. Which made me even more confused because UHHH HELENA WAS BATMAN???

And when I said that, he said it didn’t count.

That because she was biologically female, she couldn’t be Batman.

So our “talk” became “KITTY RANTS IN PUBLIC”. It could have gotten ugly, but he gracefully accepted my point, said that he’d “gotten schooled”, and called me Batman until I reached my stop.

(But I didn’t sign his petition, because he tried to convince me that Batman would use hemp as a fuel alternative to the Batmobile if it was legal. No, he wouldn’t. That isn’t an efficient enough fuel source!)

i love you. i don’t even know what else to say