It saves time when someone opens their argument by copy-pasting a dictionary. You immediately know they 1) think length counts over quality (which is why they bought that penis pump), 2) are incapable of stating their own thoughts and 3) are stupid. He also admits his only experience with girls is from comics, which might be why he thinks "looking slutty isn't a social role." This guy would stand up at his first Wrestlemania to elucidate how elevating your person onto the uppermost turnbuckle is tactically unsound. He has no experience of two people writhing together, or why anyone would dress and act a certain way in public, but believes his knowledge of words makes him the expert.
Another breed of comics fans have an obsessive knowledge of every issue ever printed, and just like any group of lunatics who believe that anyone deviating from their chosen text can burn in hell, their text is full of madness and contradiction. Also, "breed" is the wrong word to use with people who genuinely hate you for not agreeing with them. When writing about the Star Sapphires and Wonder Woman, I used images of the Star Sapphires and Wonder Woman, and people screamed at me because not all Star Sapphires are Wonder Woman. DC has so many identical body-painted lingerie models that it's hard to tell them apart. Apparently, this was supposed to weaken the point I was making about sexism.
I was enjoying this article until I saw that first image of that Star Sapphire member with epic cleavage. Too bad it wasn't Wonder Woman as stated, but Carol Ferris. So, seriously, can you at least do your f*****g research before writing an article next time? I don't care how poignant/relevant the entire message/moral/yada-yada is, it's those kinds of little details (or more precisely, the lack thereof) that makes (sic) me question your credibility as a journalist.
I also question my credibility as a journalist, and the question is "Really?" followed by mocking laughter. Simply using the phrase "epic cleavage" means that that comment is the closest he's gotten to any in a situation involving another person. When he clicks on porn clips, the girls say they have to go be naked in shampoo commercials that night.
"It's not you, it's me. Me and the way I wish you didn't exist."
I'm not saying this kind of lunatic "You referred to a character from Showcase No. 22 as well as one from All Star Comics No. 8, RETARD!" continuity obsession is what's killing the market by scaring off new readers, but DC just ended all their continuities and blew up their entire universe to attract new readers. Because when a six-issue series has to spend five pages per issue on characters reminding each other about bullshit that happened in other comics, that's not fun. That's what fictional characters get instead of arthritis when they're forced to do the same thing for 60 years.
"One Example Isn't Sexist, So Your Argument Is Invalid"
A few idiots confuse social trends for scientific rules, claiming that a single counterexample disproves the entire statement. Which is insane, because the laws of physics have nothing to do with comics breasts.
According to gravity, each should have its own orbital satellites.
And I am delighted that, on a site that copy-pasted the entire article (thanks, assholes!), their example was Amanda Waller. I cut her from the original article because she's too obscure for most people. But since we're already talking about an angry article-stealing comics fan's penis' preferences, this column is already about obscure sex things no one has ever seen. So, for the first time ever, a bonus entry for a