“I mean, it’s hard to love a story about a virus that’s defeated by willpower. That’s…that’s not a thing. You can’t get rid of rabies with the power of believing in yourself, you know?
But I don’t want to talk about that, I want to talk about seeing Poison in concert and how it relates to DC Comics.
A few years back I went and saw Poison in concert. This was at the Stampede, a local rodeo-based event that brings music acts every year. Usually they bring a medium-sized country act, maybe a pop act, and something that fits into a classic-rock-ish category.
When I saw Poison, Bret Michaels introduced some guy, I think his bodyguard(?), who came out on the stage to thunderous applause.
The way he was introduced, and the way the crowd reacted, I understood that this fella was a known entity to most of the people there, and I guessed it was something to do with Rock of Love, which was on the air at the time, as opposed to the music of Poison.
So, I knew THAT this person was significant, but not why, and I personally felt no affection or excitement for some guy who was on a TV show I’d never seen.
I want to try and read some more DC this year because reading DC comics feels like this to me: I can usually tell that something I’m seeing is meant to be important, to be a big reveal, or to be a cute joke at the expense of DC’s long and twisty history, but other than knowing THAT something is meaningful, I can’t really figure out why.
I’ve read enough Marvel that I can kind of jump in on a big event book and generally follow it. I know the characters and the rules of that universe well enough to follow. But with DC, I’m usually kind of lost.
Which is why I want to try and do a little more DC this year, see if I can’t get to the place where I can pick up a DC book and have a little more understanding of what the fuck’s going on.”