When I was a teenager, Captain America was probably my favorite comic book hero. Every month I’d eagerly look forward to the newest issue of Captain America and the Falcon. The Falcon, you ask? He was the red-white-and-blue Avenger’s African-American partner — “partner” as in crime-fighting teammate, not as in the fellow who, after a full day of busting bad guys with Cap, did things with him in the dark that would make most comic aficionados go, “Ewwwww.”
Yes, back in the mid/late 1970’s, “partner” still just meant … well, “partner”; nothing more salacious. But, of course, that semantic status quo couldn’t be allowed to endure — and the meaning of a once innocent word has significantly warped into something icky. As, alas, has occurred with such previously serviceable terms as “gay”, “queer” and “marriage” – the “homosexual rights” movement churns on like a lavender Pac Man, omnivorously gobbling up everything in it’s path.
Of course Captain America — that most heart-thumpingly patriotic of Marvel Universe good guys — has to succumb! And apparently, there are those wanting to take a run at that exact switcheroo.
The New York Times recently ran a piece examining the growing emergence of gay, lesbian and transgender themes in the doings of modern superheroes. In the early ’90s, Marvel character Northstar served as pioneer in this trend — “one of the first openly gay superheroes in American comic books” according to Wikipedia. The Canadian mutant entertained a crush on original X-Men member Iceman, although the latter left it unrequited. That frozen hero himself, however, finally “came out” at the end of 2015. Similarly, super-powered same-sex couple Wiccan and Hulkling revealed themselves a few years back; and a recent debate among comic-book fandom involved innuendo that Marvel’s long time Olympian strongman Hercules had indulged a bisexual dalliance with the aforementioned Northstar.
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On the DC comics side of the ledger, Wonder Woman recently officiated a lesbian “wedding”. Popular male crime-fighter Midnighter has a “husband” — the superhuman Apollo; and lately the folks behind Batgirl explored a plotline involving “transgenderism”.
Comics Alliance editor-in-chief Andrew Wheeler recently disclosed, “We need to get from some [homosexual characters] to enough. And really, we’ll know we’ve achieved success when Captain America can have a boyfriend, and Wonder Woman can have a girlfriend. For queer representation in superhero comics, that’s what success looks like.”
Mind you, this isn’t the first time all-gay-all-the-time mania has nettled pop culture’s landscape. When Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows premiered (2011), Robert Downey, Jr., appearing on the David Letterman Show, playfully teasedsome simmering scuttlebutt that the iconic British detective and his sidekick Dr. Watson were, in fact, more than just BFFs. (Also, see: Batman and Robin, Kirk and Spock, Starsky and Hutch.)
In the run-up to Skyfall — the third installment of Daniel-Craig-era James Bond flicks — it was floated that, perhaps, the notoriously womanizing 007 could swing the other way; a flight of fancy so counterintuitively absurd even the boisterously leftist Piers Morgan scoffed: “[I]t’s all nonsense … let Bond be Bond and let the PC police be dam*ed.” On the other hand, former Bond star Pierce Brosnan — cheered the possibility: “Sure, why not?”; before eventually bowing to practicality: producer Barbara Broccoli “would never allow it.”
Long on the rainbow mafia’s hit list? The platonic, and quite exemplary, relationship of biblical psalmist David and his loyal chum Jonathan. Nudge, nudge, wink wink — y’know there’s gotta be more going on there than archery practice! (1 Samuel 20)
Any non-libidinous connection between dudes has become fair game for pro-deviancy revisionism. Unsurprisingly, even Jesus and his twelve male disciples haven’t escaped the plundering efforts. I suppose it’s unavoidable that a cause this godless would wind up at blasphemy.
Four decades ago, when the sodomy-uber-alles crusade was more a sideshow curiosity than the global phenomenon it’s become, a prescient women angrily lamented to me that the most destructive aspect of the whole thing was what it was doing to healthy male friendship: “Two men can’t embrace each other in public any longer without people’s suspecting something.” Two men embracing? Small potatoes, nowadays. Presently, even superheroes aren’t safe from gay-activist propaganda.
The “same-sex marriage” tidal wave is nothing less than this state of affairs’ most audacious, and harrowing, manifestation. For sodomite supremacists, the utterly reasonable, completely workable compromise of generic “civil unions” for any two individuals — homosexual or otherwise — desiring an official, legally-recognized pairing was cursed as insufficient. No, they had to appropriate — and thus, debase — the centuries-revered institution of matrimony; an alternate accommodation would, in no wise, be countenanced.
There’s a psychic rage at the heart of much “gay” activism, a ravaging spirit of rejection; one that can never be mollified by society’s mere tolerance or understanding. As Brendan O’Neill recently opined regarding contemporary “trans-gender activists”, but which I’d apply to “gay-rights” warriors in general: their cause is “a needy, insatiable beast, its adherents requiring ceaseless validation… [T}hey crush anyone who refuses to offer them recognition, to bow before [them]. [They] need nonstop moral massaging, official and social nods of approval.” In short, anything shy of the full, sanitized mainstreaming of sodomy hurts their feelings — so people’s misgivings (especially those prompted by the tenets of Christianity 101), cultural mainstays and beloved traditions must be conquered and burned down.
Why else would it be necessary to contemplate the sexual proclivities of a comic book hotshot? That the fellow firing laser beams from his eyes prefers canoodling with Carl rather than Carla? The guy who can lift a building over his head favors anal intercourse to the real thing? The woman defying gravity’s limitations also flies home at night to be with her “wife”?
Recall Andrew Wheeler’s admission: the goal is not just “some” homosexual heroes, but “enough” of them. “Success” arrives with Captain America and his boyfriend. Except that, for the Lavender Lobby, it’s never “enough”. First, it was “Leave us alone!” Then, prominence in film, television, music, literature. Next? “Gay marriage”. And lately, the comic-book cosmos.
It does supply an idea for a truly daunting supervillain: an unrelenting baddie who wields his powers to transform all of society into his version of a sodomy-worshiping, marriage-distorting, family-depredating Eden. I’d love to see Cap and the Falcon take a crack at challenging, then vanquishing him. Those of us who prize God’s original plan for sexuality and marriage certainly have no other choice.
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