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Another of the countless problems caused by Crisis and perpetuated by the DC creators was the fascination for "filling in all the details" of what now "really" took place over all those issues we just told you didn't happen the way we originally published them. What was the new origin for the Justice League? How did "Flash of Two Worlds" REALLY go if there was never an Earth-2? You guys all know how there was never really a Supergirl or Comet the Super-Horse? HERE'S how there CAN be a Supergirl! And a Comet the Super-Horse! Everything old is new again!! So, uh, why did we get rid of it all in the first place?
And from all of this endless rewriting and revamping, not one element came out of it that was actually superior to what the original writers had created. It was all fan-turned-pro jibberish that no one except the people coming up with it cared about. So, the next time someone said, "Hey, you guys got rid of Bat-Mite, right? 'Cause I have an aces way of doing him for today's audience!!" the new one not only didn't match the original, it didn't match the last revamp. Or the one before that.
In its ignorant and destructive pursuit of continuity, DC in fact destroyed any semblance of one for all time to come. Nothing sticks anymore. Every one gets to rewrite everything again every time the ball is put into play. "The last guy got to rewrite everything. Why shouldn't I be allowed to?" And hey, it's not like the new, new version was worth defending, even if the editors or writers knew about it, so, why not do a new Comet or Bat-Mite?
Not only that, but "Universe-Shattering Reboots" are a genre unto themselves nowadays. The scale of events is so off the charts that the stories are essentially meaningless all the time. What? This latest series is actually going to end the Universe? Really? No more DC books after that? You guys are all just packing it in and going to work in a brewery? No..? Then I guess I don't really need to buy your book then, do I? Or any of the 48 attendant crossovers.
Way to screw the pooch, guys. You all jumped up and down on the concept that this is all make-believe and written in sand so often that nothing you can ever write from this point forward will stick around long enough to be of any interest to future readers.
I have a friend who really wants the new DC universe-mystery-crossover series Metal to finally, finally establish a good version of Hawkman in the DCU. One he can finally invest in and enjoy. My question is, so what if it does? That version will last as long as the current editor and writer find it interesting, and then back into the grist mill Hawkman goes, coming out "savage," drug-addled, or looking like a hood ornament all over again... Not that that one will be around for long either, of course...
One final element of the whole useless, ugly tragedy that lingers with us today. How many individuals died in Crisis? If each Earth had some six billion people on it and we managed to save just one out of an infinite number, then that is a lot of people Superman did not save. Or Wonder Woman. Or any of them. Um, I think the idea was that since we went back to the start, and restarted everything without multiverses, there never were all those people, so none of them ever lived OR died... except that's not true. We saw them dying. Wishing it all into neverwas doesn't decrease the wanton lack of concern for the victims that comics currently evince. Regular people are just cannon fodder to drop Chemo bombs onto these days. Kill everyone in New York. Next month, kill 'em again. And again. Yay, death.
I remember when part of the fun of this was that people's lives meant something and that saving someone was cool. I know. How backwards, right? It mattered once upon a time that an innocent woman was going to be wrongfully executed for murder.
These days? Ha! She's so dead. And so are 49,000 exact duplicates of her on other Earths. And an infinite number of non-exact duplicates of her on others. Not to mention her mom and dad, siblings, family, pets, everyone she ever met, an infinite number of times over! Everyone in her city. And state. And country. In every country. On every Earth. Endlessly. Ad infinitum. And we're going to take time to save exactly...
None of them.
People's lives don't mean anything unless they're one of our costumed properties. And even those don't fare too well, right, Human Bomb? Blood, death, destruction, chaos, endlessly, forever and forever... sigh. Comics are so rewarding...
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