The Day I lost a Friend
So today is May 25, 2016. There's nothing ground breaking about this day except for some comic fans; Nick Spencer's Captain America #1 came out. Like really came out, as in it was revealed that Cap is a member of Hydra.
I sat on this news all day. I watched it on Twitter, vented my disgust, thought about it more than some people would think a grown man should. I vowed never to read Marvel again, and to return the graphic novels I have checked out. I thought of a bunch of random things to lash out, what I could do to change it.
Then I took a step back. At this point in my life, I have a very real interest in marketing for anything written, and spend a good part of my time writing or researching stories I’m working on, so I’m not a fool. I recognize this is all part of an agenda to sell oodles of comics (and I’m sure it’ll work), and I also know how fluid comics can be. After reading more about it, I’m convinced it’s all going to come out okay, if complicated. Cap is one of Marvel’s flagship characters, and one of their main money makers in the theaters especially. So I relaxed enough to read an article by the guy whose idea it was to right all of this, and see what was behind it. A few things then happened to me.
1. I cemented my understanding that this is primarily a business and attention gaining story line, and if I give it time, I might not hate the whole world.
2. I realized Marvel has been part of my life for 32 years, maybe more. I’m not going to be able to walk away that easy.
3. I cried.
Yes, cried. I’ve loved Spider-Man and Captain America since I was 8, maybe before. I could count in increments of 75 as a kid because that’s what comics cost, and the majority of my allowance went to seeing what Peter and Steve were up to.
But now, this Nick Spencer jerk took this hero, this friend, this someone who has lived in my head for all this time…and he took him away from me. People evolve. People grow apart. But the beauty of fictional characters, of super heroes in particular, is you can hold on to them, you can count on them forever. But Cap is no longer one of them.
I’m not dumb enough to think I actually won’t read the comics, and definitely know myself well enough to realize Marvel will still get my money in the future. But, for now, I’m going to sit here and mourn the loss of an old friend.








