So Clark Kent has had it — had it! He’s tired of no one figuring out he’s Superman just because of the stupid glasses! Come on!
And he’s tired of having a desk next to the bathrooms!
“I wasn’t going to test the waters. I was just going to do a cannonball in the Super-verse,” says new Superman writer Scott Lobdell, who began his run on the book alongside his Red Hood and the Outlaws artist Kenneth Rocafort last month with a special zero issue.
DC’s “The New 52″ relaunch a year ago changed a good bit of Superman’s status quo, such as the fact that Clark and Lois weren’t married anymore. He’s moved on, of course — Superman and Wonder Woman recently shared a kiss in the pages of Justice League.
However, his still-strong feelings for Lois, combined with Daily Planet editor in chief Perry White getting on his case for not enough scoops on the Superman beat and his boss’ boss Morgan Edge also giving him a hard time, leads to a Jerry Maguire-type moment where he quits in front of the whole staff and rails on how journalism has given way to entertainment — in a not-so-mild-mannered fashion. (The Daily Planet has also been moving more toward the real world, too, with the newspaper becoming part of the multimedia corporation Galaxy Broadcasting.)
“This is really what happens when a 27-year-old guy is behind a desk and he has to take instruction from a larger conglomerate with concerns that aren’t really his own,” Lobdell explains.
“Superman is arguably the most powerful person on the planet, but how long can he sit at his desk with someone breathing down his neck and treating him like the least important person in the world?”
Oh how I can relate.
Seems Clark is going to start his own version of either the Huffington Post or Drudge, depending on your politics.
UPDATE: A writer over at the Daily Beast calls Clark Kent a crap reporter with a conflict of interest:
As comic-book heroes evolve, it’s becoming clear that crimefighters aren’t fit for journalism. Peter Parker was fired from The Daily Bugle for digitally altering one of his photographs to stop a bad guy. Ninja Turtles ally April O’Neil was booted from her job as a TV reporter for getting tangled up in sewer adventures. And investigative reporter Tintin is always gallivanting around the world, but rarely files a story. An editor’s going to notice that eventually.
So this modern and hip Superman’s fight isn’t really against the decline of journalism—it’s a classic conflict of interest. How do you objectively cover the ultimate reality and superhero star when you actually are that superhero?