Jul 26 2008
Superman and Lois Lane
Something struck me today as oddly familiar. It wasn’t anything that happened to me in real-time nor did it occur near me. While I’m brain-stuck trying to write this paint-dry assignment and while I’ve got the baby in her high chair, I turn on some clips of the Superman cartoon (I think this one is called Superman: The Animated Series).
One thing that most readers / followers of the legend of Superman know is that Lois ain’t no punk. She tells it like it is, she’ll fight for her protection, she goes after the hardest stories. I think she’s been that way since ‘38 at least. Lois Lane is a fighter.
But because she’s such a trouble-finder, she tends to get her hunt. And it’s usually too much trouble for her to handle on her own. I think some may complain that she’s just another one of those screaming girls, the Mary Jane Watsons of DC Comics. But I beg to differ; I think Lois (LoLa to the paparazzi, of course) overextends her pretty remarkable reach and than has all sorts of heat coming down on her. Imagine having uzis pointed at your larynx every other day. And you know that if you scream, your hero Superman will come to rescue you, every time. Unfortunately, everybody’s favorite Daily Planet-er may just be a little too used to being rescued at just the right moment (notice, she does what she can to fend off until it’s just not humanly possible to anymore. Everytime. Watch.) and she gets a bit reckless as a result.
Now, everybody knows about the bizarre (not Bizarro) love triangle going on between Clark Kent/Superman and Lois Lane and Lois Lane and Superman. But I’ve just noticed the way in which Lois is being rescued by Supes. It’s the same faith-filled, trusting, arms open, running to embrace that my daughter gives me at times, especially if she’s a bit afraid or tired. Exactly like her elevator’s going to explode in mid-air and boy, is she happy to see me now…
I’ve already teased about this grand ol’ Man-Are-Men movement. But in all seriousness, if Joss wants me to be her own investigator, so long as I don’t have to wear a cape (in public. much) I’m all for being her Superdad.
