I Was A Clubber In The Nineties.

X-men Is Not A Story About Superheroes, But A Story About The Ongoing Revolutionary Struggle Between Good/new And Bad/old. The X-men Are Every Rebel Teenager Wanting To Change The World And Make It Better. Humanity Is Every Adult, Clinging To The Past, Trying To Destroy The Future Even As He Places All His Hopes There.

From Now On, I'm Opting For Ontological Terrorism.

Remember It's All Just A Mirror We Made To See Ourselves In.

We Love Our Superheroes Because They Refuse To Give Up On Us. We Can Analyze Them Out Of Existence, Kill Them, Ban Them, Mock Them, And Still They Return, Patiently Reminding Us Of Who We Are And What We Wish We Could Be.

Superhero Science Has Taught Me This: Entire Universes Fit Comfortably Inside Our Skulls. Not Just One Or Two But Endless Universes Can Be Packed Into That Dark, Wet, And Bony Hollow Without Breaking It Open From The Inside. The Space In Our Heads Will Stretch To Accommodate Them All. The Real Doorway To The Fifth Dimension Was Always Right Here. Inside. That Infinite Interior Space Contains All The Divine, The Alien, And The Unworldly We’ll Ever Need.