The American Conscience Died With The Kennedys.

This Should Be Agony. I Should Be A Mass Of Aching Muscle - Broken, Spent, Unable To Move. And, Were I An Older Man, I Surely Would ... ... But I'm A Man Of Thirty - Of Twenty Again. The Rain On My Chest Is A Baptism - I'm Born Again.

What I Want To Bring Back To Superheroes With This Project Is A Sense Of Play. Things Have Gotten So Dreary. The Heroes Have Gotten So Ugly That Even Their Muscles Have Muscles.

A Gun Is A Liar's Weapon

Nancy's Got A Guardian Angel. Seven Feet Plus Of Muscle And Mayhem That Goes By The Name Of Marv.

The Day You Write To Please Everyone You No Longer Are In Journalism. You Are In Show Business.