Comic books are a more recent fascination of mine. A deep tapestry, I claim to my mother; One of a number of vehemently defended and perhaps unfounded accusation which arise quite regularly in my life.
Cartoons are high-art is another such claim. There is so much skill behind even the worst episode of Cat-Dog. Yes, I watched Cat-Dog, everything cartoon. For a time I tried to predict what was on the airwaves at that very moment and then try and find it on our 80 cable channels. Strange though, that a brain could be wired to pick up a signal broadcast through wires, and yet with some regularity my suppositions of programing were correct. Was this due to the fact that I memorize television schedules like 7th graders memorize the periodic table? Well, no. 7th grades, of which I was one, for th most part never memorize that thing. Isn't it pretty incorrect anyway.
Not my area of expertise. But television, the visual media, my forte. Could be my visual acuity, my 3rd child syndrome, or my slight to moderate self-diagnosed fixatedness, what some might call OCD.
So I've discussed heartily with friends superheroes and respectively their powers.
Which power do you fancy?
You can learn a lot about your friends by their answers, but why would you do that when you can propose your long-thought out uses for Invulnerability, or perhaps Phase-matter.
I always settle on Invulnerability. Phasing through matter, like a wall or bullets sounds cool. Break into a bank, or a locker room, or be the best hostage negotiator ever, since he can't be kill, or even captured only to become one more hostage. But that sort of power is subversive, and ultimately difficult to execute any sort of real effect on the world.
Invulnerability is straight forward. Can't be harmed. Then relentless questions begin:
Can you be poisoned?
Can you drown?
If you walk through a fire do carcinogens give your lungs cancer, and also wouldn't the lack of oxygen kill you?
Can you be frozen?
How is any of this possible?
These are not questions to be answered. In my thinking, it was always kind of like if a God from Norse Mythology walked among people. Hell no, he wouldn't be hurt by any of that human stuff. The next question is obvious.
So, are you a God?
Absolutely not. You're you, just incapable of being harmed.
Can you be frozen? Nope, but ice can seal you in an immovable block if you're not capable of breaking free.
Can you be poisoned? No, but you could probably become irradiated and kill everyone you contact.
Can you drown? No, but I bet walking on the bottom of the cold ocean would be boring and I bet it would be unpleasant to have your lungs be full of water, even if there were no physiological consequences.
And so on.
But wait! Would your clothes burn off if you stood next to an explosion.
Yep.
What about your hair? Nope. I mean by that logic your fingernails would burn off too, right? Also any dead skin would burn off too. So no, if it's produced by you and still attached it doesn't burn off.
Now that we've (I've) defined Invulnerablity in the Davidian Universe.
12.10.2008
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