The Greatest Superman

Originally written in May 2013 for the website Primary Ignition.

So you think you have an awesome multiverse? How many universes do you have? 52? That’s it? In my day — back in those heady pre-Crisis years — the universe went on forever. Why, you might even say it was infinite. There was Earth-Four, home of the Charlton Comics heroes; Earth-X, where Nazi Germany won World War II; Earth-S, from which Captain Marvel and all of the Fawcett Comics heroes hailed and even Earth-C, stomping grounds of Captain Carrot and his Amazing Zoo Crew. As a longtime DC reader, I was perhaps most familiar with Earth-1, home to the Silver Age incarnations of DC heroes and the site of most Bronze Age storylines. But Earth-Two was my favorite universe. That’s where the glory days of DC comics lived in my mind. The Justice Society, the All-Star Squadron and the original Superman. The real Superman.

Superman Secret Origins

Splash page from “Secret Origins” #1 (DC Comics; April 1986)

I guess I’m showing my age. Perhaps it all comes down to nostalgia, after all. Superman of Earth-Two — known to some by his Kryptonian name Kal-L to his closest of friends — was warm, wise and prudent. He was like a flawless, nearly omnipotent grandfather. His gray temples and the strangely proportioned “S” logo — markedly different from that of his Earth-One counterpart, Kal El — were charming as distinguishing characteristics. He was like an omnipotent grandfather. There was a “blood and guts” side to him (after all, he did fight in World War II) and a very down to earth practicality in how he spoke, assessed and reacted. Earth-One’s Superman, by comparison, was stilted and overly analytical. In some respects, this made him easy fodder for comic book writers like Frank Miller who, by the mid to late ‘80’s, re-imagined Superman with virtual contempt, portraying him as the ultimate moralistic lapdog, pristine and self-righteous to a disgusting degree (see Miller’s The Dark Night Returns, for example). But that wasn’t my Superman. That wasn’t the way they did things over on Earth-Two.

Indeed, Kal-L, as a battle-tested veteran of countless terrestrial and intergalactic wars, was the guy that everybody went to for advice and support. Even other Supermen went to him in a crunch. But for all of the great stories and adventures, he didn’t really show what he was all about until the end. The end of Earth-Two.

Crisis on Infinite Earths is, for my money, the best comic book miniseries ever. I honestly don’t think it’ll ever be bested, either. Not to me, anyway. Almost half of the comics in my “Top 12” favorites list are direct tie-ins to the Crisis story and I think most of them prominently feature Superman of Earth-2. Crisis was the most significant event in DC Comics history when I was at the pinnacle of my comics reading. To this day, it’s hard to imagine DC or any other comics company putting together such a far-reaching, comprehensive event as Crisis. Sure, many have tried but I don’t think any have succeeded. Crisis was groundbreaking and special for so many reasons. Maybe one of those reasons is that Kal-L played such a decisive role in its premise and its dénouement.

Superman Action ComicsKal-L was an extremely integral character in the early issues of Crisis but in my mind, he really showed his value in the last two issues of the series. Crisis #11 is really the beginning of the end for Kal-L but at least he was able to sparkle before he faded. The issue is replete with pathos, portraying Superman of Earth-Two as a man without a world. Waking up in the wake of a cataclysmic battle with Anti-Monitor in issue 10, Kal-L quickly comes to realize the horror of the complete consolidation of the infinite multiverse into one universe in which surviving heroes from the old worlds are now obsolete and alone. Kal-L’s wife, the Lois Lane of Earth-Two — they married in Action #484 (1978) — is one of the casualties of DC’s “retcon” and it’s her absence that is understandably Superman’s greatest loss. But it’s a loss with purpose as Lois’s absence of presence drives Superman to meet Earth’s greatest thread head-on.

By Crisis #12, Superman of Earth-Two is the de facto leader of the new Earth’s remaining heroes. A man without a world, Kal-L heads into final battle with the Anti-Monitor with a virtual deathwish. True to the original vision of Siegel and Schuster’s Golden Age Superman, Kal-L is ready to put himself in the direct firing line to save everyone in the universe. And in the final pages of Crisis #12, he does just that, delivering the coup de grace super-punch to Anti-Monitor, ending his threat to humanity (and everyone else in the universe) once and for all…for a while, anyway. Thankfully, there’s a deus ex machina that allows Supers to meet Lois Lane on “the other side” so that the two enjoy some semblance of a happy ending at the end of it all.

DC wasn’t quite done with Kal-L after Crisis. He came back in Infinite Crisis and probably in other stuff after that (I’m not terribly well-versed in comics history after, say 1992, mind you) but some of his best post-Crisis were immediately after the crisis itself in tales in which DC built upon Superman’s early adventures and his origin. Last Days of the Justice Society of America (1986) features Kal-L as a supporting character in his fascist-stomping heyday and Secret Origins #1 (1986) has what is perhaps the best re-telling of Superman’s origin, courtesy of Roy Thomas and Jerry Ordway.

As a concept, Superman is ingrained in popular culture. He’ll be around forever, one way or another and there’s no doubt that writers and artists with try time and again to update and enhance his character in an effort to create a timely, fresh and improved rendition. But the very idea of Superman in all its versions and forms — and the idea of the comic book superhero itself — will always come back to the core components of the original Superman; the one who started it all: Kal-L. And for that reason, he’ll always be greatest Superman of them all.

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Something new for the house

Those who know me well are quite familiar with my penchant for Soviet-era artwork. Over the course of the past decade or so, my burgeoning collection of posters, banners, paintings and sculptures has filled my library room and, probably to my wife’s chagrin, spilled over on to my side of the master bedroom.

My first glance at a new piece for my collection.

My first glance at a new piece for my collection.

My collecting has introduced me to some well-connected art and antique dealers, including a seller who lives in Vilnius, the capital city of the country that was once the Lithuanian SSR. From time to time, he sends out e-mails to his customers, sharing new finds and special deals. In September of last year, he sent out one batch of e-mails with a series of pictures of a room, basically saying that if anybody saw anything they liked, he’d entertain any reasonable offers. I saw plenty of cool stuff in the photos, for sure. But the thing that really caught my eye was a framed poster that was tucked between a few other vintage items. I asked for more information about the item and the seller sent me the dimensions of the picture along with some additional photos.

As I’d suspected, the item was a poster (or, at the very least, a large piece of one, measuring about 20 in. by 30 in.) featuring one of the most well-known propaganda scenes from the Stalin era. Some research after the fact (including some much-appreciated help from a Russian-speaking associate) revealed that the original, complete poster included the Russian inscription “Beloved Stalin – the People’s Happiness” It was created in 1950 by artist Viktor Borisovich Koretskii. It’s hard to say whether my acquisition-to-be was an original  printing but outward appearances suggested that was a distinct possibility, indeed.

“Beloved Stalin—the People's Happiness!” by Viktor Borisovich Koretskii, 1950

“Beloved Stalin—the People’s Happiness!” by Viktor Borisovich Koretskii, 1950.

It was quite rough, apparently cropped and mounted in a homemade, hand-painted frame. Despite the appearance of a number of creases, tears, stains and patches, the piece had character and – even if it wasn’t he original version of the poster – it was still very old. In fact, the photos actually suggested a lot of history and character in the piece. After some negotiating, we agreed upon a reasonable price, including the rather expensive shipping costs for this rather large item.

Within a few weeks, a large parcel arrived at my door containing the framed  artwork. It actually took Thomai and me about 30 minutes to unpack it, as the seller had done a quite remarkable job in packaging it for the long trip overseas. True to form, Thomai took one look at the picture once it was completely unwrapped and asked, “Where in the hell are you going to put that?” I assured  her that I’d find a good spot for it.

I inspected it closely and, by and large, it was exactly what I’d expected; a worn and somewhat haggard but striking artifact from another time and place. Unfortunately, my excitement was rather short-lived as my eyes were drawn to one conspicuous spot near the center of the piece. It was a small, rounded tear in one of the red flags in the background. Although there were other tears in the poster that had been patched with tape or rubber cement, this one was especially noticeable as someone had tried to conceal it by using hot pink highlighter. In my mind, this was decidedly different from the other rips and repairs in the picture because it looked so haphazard and so recent.

I was pretty disappointed for a couple of days and at one point, I had even discussed the possibility of a partial refund with the seller. But Thomai wisely suggested I take the picture to a local art shop that specializes in museum-quality restoration. I was a little reluctant to take such a controversial item there, thinking that they were sure to turn me away but to my surprise, the staff there were very understanding and more than happy to take on the project.

After just a few weeks, the artist from the art shop called me to tell me that she’d repaired the issue with the flag, removing the highlighter and color-matching the spot so that it was virtually unnoticeable. She suggested a few other minor repairs, noting that she didn’t want to alter the overall timeworn appearance of the piece. I agreed to the additional repairs and improvements and within another week or so, they called me to pic up the picture. It was kind of funny because when I got there, I found my picture quickly amongst the others in the shop because mine was the only one that was covered up with a large piece of cardboard. I guess they didn’t want people thinking they were into that kind of thing. At any rate, I had the picture back and had only spent a very nominal amount on the repair and restoration of the poster.

It took some creative use of space, a bit of rearranging and a new tabletop easel but the poster is finally on display in a prominent spot in my home library.

 

At home amidst the kitsch and bric-a-brac.

At home amidst the kitsch and bric-a-brac.

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Solzhenitsyn…reconsidered

La Guma

Alex La Guma

In most literary and academic circles—excepting those of Soviet-era institutions in the USSR and Eastern bloc countries— it is anathema to level even the slightest criticism against the work of Nobel laureate Alexander Solzhenitsyn. But well-reasoned evaluation of the author’s work provides valuable insight into his motivations and his world view. One of the best examples of this is Alex La Guma’s 1974 essay, “Alexander Solzhenitsyn—Life Through a Crooked Eye,” written for The African Communist, a publication of the South African Communist Party. La Guma, who left his native South Africa in 1966 amidst the omnipresent repression or apartheid, wrote his poignant critique of Solzhenitsyn while in exile (ironically on the eve of Solzhenitsyn’s subsequent deportation from the USSR).

In his article, La Guma noted the curious fact that Solzhenitsyn’s work was readily available throughout South Africa despite the country’s notorious penchant for censorship, especially with regard to the work of writers from the USSR:

Alexander Solzhenitsyn has the distinction…of being the only writer in the Soviet Union, as far as we can remember, to pass South Africa’s racist and anti-communist censorship examination. While the works of progressive authors have been banned in our country, we are told by South African Outlook[1] that “readers of this journal need no introduction to the author of Cancer Ward and The First Circle.[2]

african-communistThrough discussion and analysis, La Guma concluded that Solzhenitsyn’s decidedly anti-Soviet perspective was implicitly congruent with the ideological foundations of South Africa’s ruling class and their stooges, making the Russian author’s work something of a de facto form of propaganda that endorsed the politics of division and inequality:

Solzhenitsyn’s conception of the world is not one of contending classes, of working class against capitalist exploiter, or imperialism against anti-imperialism, man struggling to create a better life in which his “Art” will have to take sides. No, for him social contradictions stem from the Freudian conception that living beings have an aggressive instinct whose manifestation is natural and inevitable.[3]

Later in 1974, Bruce Young, writing in the Trotskyist journal International Socialism, effectively portrayed Solzhenitsyn’s work as a continuing struggle of contradictory themes, on the one hand championing free will and individual rights while simultaneously extolling the virtues of an external locus of control in which metaphysics and blind obedience are man’s true salvation:

For him the world as God’s creation is essentially harmonious and perfect: any disharmony, imperfection or evil in it is the result of man’s willful interference and fallen nature. This is a recipe for transforming spontaneous revolt into passive, moral protest which is utterly utopian and in practice downright reactionary. If the world’s troubles are due only to human interference with it, then clearly the way to improve things can never be to organise to change it ourselves according to earthly human need and desire. On the contrary we must submit ourselves to God’s heavenly will, as interpreted to us by his authorized representatives on earth – in former days the Tsar’s priests, nowadays presumably Solzhenitsyn himself. This doctrine is not just anti-socialist, it is anti-democratic as well: if people are evil by nature they need an authoritarian order to keep them in check.[4]

(It is perhaps worth noting that Trotskyist Ernest Mandel presented an detailed analysis of Solzhenitsyn’s definitive anti-Soviet work The Gulag Archipelago in a May 1974 article for Inprecor. Unfortunately, the aritcle, entitled “The Gulag Archipelago: Solzhenitsyn’s Assault on Stalinism and the October Revolution,” is so thoroughly bogged down  with anti-Stalin polemics that Mandel’s evaluation of Solzhenitsyn is clouded by sectarian muddle in which the problems of Solzhenitsyn’s ideology are reduced to a secondary or tertiary topic of Mandel’s discussion.)

Ira Gollobin, writing in his exceptionally exhaustive tome Dialectical Materialism: Its Laws, Categories and Practice, effectively skewers Solzhenitsyn with his own words, exposing Solzhenitsyn’s contempt for science and logic:

Those who want to put history beyond the reach of scientific inquiry declare that it is essentially irrational: “history is like a living tree. And as far as that tree is concern, reason is an axe. You’ll never make it grow by applying reason to it.”[5]

Solzhenitsyn in the Russian Duma

Political power realized;
Solzhenitsyn in the Russian Duma, 1994.

In the above quote, Solzhenitsyn’s disdain for historical materialism bleeds through thin veils of allegory and pessimism, much in the way he’d maligned the very notions of collectivism and realism in other forums and writings. Gollobin, however, provided a laudable rebuke to Solzhenitsyn’s attack on reason:

On the contrary, imperialism’s “growth” — the convulsions, the catastrophe it inflicts on billions of people’s — only can and will be “asked” by those “applying reason to it” — a science of society guiding those billions in extirpated bourgeois society and constructing socialism.[6]

The purported merits of socialism aside, Solzhenitsyn’s most scurrilous assertions and positions were clearly contradictory to most humanitarians and civil libertarians of his era:

Once in America and feted by Western leaders, he urged the US to continue bombing Vietnam. He condemned Amnesty International as too liberal, opposed democracy in Russia, and supported General Franco.[7]

One might conceivably argue that Solzhenitsyn was irrevocably under the influence of American politics and policies by the time he arrived in the U.S. in 1975 but the framework of his personal philosophy were shaped well prior to his deportation from the USSR. Solzhenitsyn was, without question, an unrepentant foe of the Soviet system and its political underpinnings but his alignment with the forces of imperialism and exploitation (and their acolytes) should raise serious questions to who takes the time to look past a carefully crafted and maintained façade of idealistic hero-worship and hagiography perpetuated by the Western press. In full context, Solzhenitsyn seems little more than a gifted writer with a skewed world view, a lofty personal agenda and some powerful admirers.

 


[1] A magazine published from 1922 to 1996 (officially defunct in 1998), covering news and current events and written purportedly from an “ecumenical Christian” perspective. The magazine was re-launched in 1999 as New South African Outlook.

[2] From “Alexander Solzhenitsyn—Life Through a Crooked Eye,” by Alex La Guma, published in The African Communist; No. 56, First Quarter 1974, p. 70.

[3] Ibid, p. 72.

[4] From “Solzhenitsyn: The Politics of Isolation” by Bruce Young, printed in International Socialism, No.72, October 1974, pp. 25-28. Full text online at marxists.org.

[5] Solzhenitsyn, in Science News, May 11, 1974; quoted in Dialectical Materialism: Its Laws, Categories and Practice, p. 362.

[6] Ibid.

[7]A reactionary called Solzhenitsyn,” by Mark Steel, published by The Independent (UK), 6 August 2008.

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Armageddon Theater: The Day After

Originally written for Primary Ignition’s “Mayan Apocalypse Survival Guide,” December 21, 2012.

The Day After DVD coverBy the 1980s, children of the Cold War knew that those “duck and cover” drills were meaningless. We were living in the era of ICBMs and the doctrine of “Mutually Assured Destruction.” It’s really hard to overstate how the idea that the world can end at any given minute permeates the psyches of children in this era, including me. I suppose this is why I considered the idea of a nuclear holocaust to be scariest kind of apocalyptic/post-apocalyptic storytelling. It was the most plausible kind of armageddon to me and, in many respects, a fair amount of the American public (and probably the people of the USSR) seemed pretty sure that it was our destiny to perish by our own hands, either in a nuclear war or in its horrible, unthinkable aftermath.

The Day After was a clarion call to sensibility at many levels, bringing a dramatic depiction of death and destruction to the American public in a manner that had never been attempted before. In hindsight, I think it was really directed at the youth of America; parents were encouraged to watch and discuss the film with their kids, teachers talked about it in schools and kids certainly discussed it with one another. It was a frightening time as well as an important turning point, as the tone and imagery of the film was gravely serious and brutally forthcoming with information that Americans had conveniently ignored for the better part of the Atomic Age.

When The Day After first aired in 1983, my parents decided I was too young to watch it, but my siblings and many of my friends who saw it were profoundly affected by what they’d seen in the film. It wasn’t until many years later that I finally caught the whole movie on cable and by then, I was a young man and the Cold War was over. Nevertheless, watching the film, I realized just how close we’d all been to the brink of complete destruction for such a long time and it was a rather disturbing revelation, for sure. To this end, The Day After really delivered on its message and mission.

Further reading:
Tales of the Cold War: Mutually Assured Deception

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