Did you know that Shaft and Superman were created by Clevelanders?
- Superman created by Jerry Siegel and Joe Shuster
- Shaft created by Ernest R. Tidyman (yes, the creator of one of the Blaxplotation Era’s most famous characters is a….Clevelander)
hahahaha rock on 😀
Street signs bearing the familiar stylized “S” insignia for Superman and honorary street names “Joe Shuster Lane” and “Lois Lane” were installed recently by the city to honor the neighborhood where teenagers Jerry Siegel and Joe Shuster created one of the best known mythical figures in the world, Superman.
These signs are at the intersection of Amor Avenue and Parkwood Drive, at the site of the former home of Superman artist Joe Shuster.
Similar signs have been erected at East 105th Street and Kimberley Avenue, where Siegel lived and where the two did much of their work.
For those of you who don’t know Cleveland, the neighborhood where the creators of Superman once lived and created Superman, is now in a predominantly black neighborhood.
So, yeah, Superman was, technically, born in the hood.
Just like The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.
That has to be either the worst of the rejected names for Soledad O’Brien’s CNN documentary series, BLACK IN AMERICA or one of the best porno titles in history, right? (Well, raise my rent, somebody did title a porno that NSFW)
Yes, it’s the title of a comic book story featuring the King & Queen Of Anglo-Saxon Pop Culture themselves, Superman and Lois Lane! What in the Wide Wide World Of Sports is going on here?
Maybe, in an attempt to spice up their decades old oomp pa loomp-pow, Lois has finally talked Superman into some exhibitionism with one of his Black friends:
Believe it or not, this was an 1970 attempt at discussing one of the biggest “elephants in the room”, racism. The title of the story was inspired, I’m pretty dang sure, by a famous 1967 Swedish, um, “art” film, I Am Curious (Yellow) that contained “a limp dick kiss” and a cameo by MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR(?!)
Damn, I guess this means I can’t diss Al Sharpton for being SOUL TRAIN anymore:
Usually, this would be about the time where I go into an extensive, blow-by-blow breakdown of story but one quick Google search revealed that reviewing the I Am Curious (Black) Lois Lane story is the comic book equivalent of sampling James Brown’s FUNKY DRUMMER. After reading the story, I could see why so many folks had something to say. This is some classic stuff:
I don’t know if Heaven has a ghetto, but Metropolis sure does and Little Africa is it’s name. I guess just pointing in the direction of town where the majority of Black folks live and saying in a half-digusted, half-ashamed tone “South Side” wasn’t enough for Metropolis.
What up with that, Superman? What could possibly happen to a Single White Female going down to the “South Side” of town by herself? Oh, I forgot, this is Lois Lane, the heifer is a walking accident, always getting her ass into a jam, just so Superman can run in and save the day.
Man, Superman is either really stupid or he gets off by saving the damsel in distress all the time and Lois knows it. These two are made for each other, the dysfunctional twits.
Lois heads down to the hood and, instead of her instantly getting jumped, she gets ignored like Hilary Clinton after the 2008 South Carolina Democratic primaries.
Ooops, looks like Lois walked into a Rev. Wright sermon…
Here come Superman to…um, you’re not being jumped by Negroes, Lois, what’s wrong?
Lois can’t get her Ghetto Pass legitimately so she hits up Superman, who really should be doing something like, oh, I don’t know, preventing a Tsunami from hitting Japan, an earthquake from destroying South America, Grease II from being made, ANYTHING except helping ol’ selfish ass Lois annoy some poor black folks “on the South Side” in Little Africa.
But it’s pretty obvious that Lois has the Kryptonite Koochie because Kal-El gets all weak in the knees whenever Lois starts needing him, The Big Dummy.
Superman packs the bags and Lois takes him on a guilt trip and he flys her up to the Fortress Of Solitude. Wait a minute, the last I heard, the Fortress was wayyyy up around the North Pole, why Lois still in her summer gear? Is Superman flying faster than the speed of cold? Nevermind that, what’s the deal with the Plasimold? What did Superman just say, Transformoflux Pack? One of the perks of being the last of your race is that can make up wild s*it like “Transformoflux Pack” and there is nobody to say “N*gga, you just made that up to make your girl think you’re important. Shut up, Kal-El”.
So instead of saving the world, Superman and Lois play Kryton Project Runway and take a bite out of the shark while they jump it by turning Lois Lane into Super Soul Sista:
Hey Sister, Go Sister, Soul Sister, Go Sister
Hey Sister, Go Sister, Soul Sister, Go Sister
He met Marmalade down in Old New Orleans
Struttin’ her stuff on the street
She said ‘Hello,
hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (Hey hey hey)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (here)
Mocha Chocalata ya ya (oh yea)
Creole lady Marmalade
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
NEXT: Lois Goes Deep Cover