Written by: HPLL Pencils/Inks: John Cassaday
Guys, this issue is gonna be a lil' different...here's a poem, for starters...
Fireflys
Like two fireflys in the night
These two lovers spark in delight.
To be so near, so close, so dear
To hold each other till daylight.
In their mind, they fly so high
Touching ceiling on the sky
That they may love each other alone,
Until the peaceful night is gone.
Pulsing, whipping, their wings flap
They as one together wrapped
In solo flight above the world
As their world dies....
Enraptured, they embrace...
One last smile upon her face...
Hope y'all enjoyed that. Tonight's topic starter will be a little shorter due to the poem, and my hectic schedule...the cover above is to Captain America Vol. 4 #1, from 2001. This issue, like many others from all comic companies, dealt with the blow we all felt from the September 11 disaster. John Cassaday, the series artist, was a New Yorker who experienced the tense situation firsthand and he actually thought about backing out of the project, realizing that there are bigger things in life than comics in some situations. Instead, he and writer John Ney Reiber sought to use this issue as a method of coping, as well as political commentary on the situation at the time. The first six issues are entitled "Enemy", and these two try to show us as Americans how many foreigner terrorists feel about our prosperous little tract of land here. It is very strong stuff for comics, as the first issue shows a life-like close-up of the devastation at the World Trade Center complex. Reading it makes me tear up, remembering where I was and what I was doing at the time I heard the attacks. I was listening to Rock 103 in the football stadium parking lot at Ole Miss, getting ready to go to my English class I knew I'd already failed. I was still getting over the heartache of Heather ripping my heart out and stomping it into the ground, but it was too late to turn the clock back on the semester. Anyway, I started to walk to class, walked past a guy in his truck, told him to turn his radio on, then walked into the Rebel Shop to check out the scene on the TV screens in there 'fore going to class. Once I stepped into that building, everything changed...English didn't matter...Heather didn't matter...only prayer, Sam's(whom I cared greatly about and st...nah:) my little secretwinkwink) and my family's safety mattered. I hurried back to the truck and left for home. That day changed everything...I think people have forgotten that, to a certain extent. Everyone is so caught up in the actions of the president that they forget that 3,000 of their fellow Americans died that day, for no other reason than being in the wrong place at the wrong time. THAT is why we sent troops to Iraq, THAT is why we are involved over there. We are over there because our president can see that it was morally wrong for Saddam to be keeping those people under his boot in poverty. THAT is why we are (still, admittantly) seeking Bin Laden for his crimes. NOT because there is oil or other resources over there...we cared nothing about the oil. It was about righting a wrong that was done to our countrymen. I understand some people say that there are innocents in our war areas, but such is the necessary price to ensure freedom for a new generation of Iraqis and to avenge those who unfairly died at the hands of cowardly terrorists. I want to hear your opinions on this matter, so please gimme some feedback. I know I was getting started but I gotta turn in sometime...:) G'night kids. Love you and miss you Sam. Have a good night at work.
