Chapter Three ONE LAST STOP - PARADISE ISLAND Another recent buy was "Fury", Volume 3 of Tom King's Wonder Woman turn. He to my mind does no wrong. This is the first time I sold off a piece of TK's, starring my starter superheroine sensation. I'll say this delicately - I find Princess Diana of Themiscryra boring as snot now. Sure the tale around her was just dandy, better than most, but it wasn't due to an enjoyable or fresh female character. Before I was locked away I l

Chapter One Last week the 2 two titles I snared in an unwinnable crusade of catch-up from 11 flat behind bars had a common thread - those uncommon threads worn by female comic characters. "Catwoman: Lonely City" and "Hawkeye: My Life As A Weapon" devoted thought and imagination to what some gals got on, and me having a discernible (read: homo) eye and devotion to sequential art, this subject eats up an embarrassment of my psychological topography. Maybe you read her

October 8th, 2026 BETTER LATE THAN EVEN LATER: From behind the Ultimate Firewall®, a lot falls out the cracks...it'd still be criminal not to weigh in on a 4 year-old trade I only landed today and learned about 2 weeks back. Luckily I have better resources for recent releases, still, if I catch something this sensational I'm gonna share... In 2026 unreservedly I'd call Cliff Chiang my favorite working creator in comics. For some span, I've been spellbound by his spa

October 7th, 2026 Sweet liberation at last, this coming from a body who's written on the menace of monopolies as their victim. Unopposed vendors exploit me, my convicted brethren, and our supporters and it is dreadful, so I encourage a diverse free market. Til in a year a pack of tie-clad tards with law degrees bungled my beloved Bat- and Supergirl both, then any means are justified. Celebrated Superheroes got handed joint custody from wicked step-daddy Warner/Discovery

October 5th, 2026 My takes on most modern music: majority high-hat repetitious gangsta rap is only the soundtrack to a shitty mood. Second, I can sum up the hybridization of "country-rap" with the verbally economic "crap". In bygone decades I was a record store snob said sans shame because the blissfulness of 1990's pop culture validated it before the tacky 2000s and hopefully roasting-as-I-write Jerry Springer demolished all things good and holy. Locked down alone

October 4th, 2026 Saturday I gallivanted around the al fresco splendor of the bullpen with my current squeeze, a sweetheart half my age hitting the criteria of my prison play-pals: smokin' redneck. I'm determined to marry one. Seriously, being locked down's sunniest feature is a sea of available hot hillbillies, and I intend to lock a good one down if it kills me. 3 decades+ of doing guys "like me": artsy-fartsy fags (I can say that, like these African Americans in here

September 28th, 2026 Last night late to the party us prisoners got treated (if your gonna call it that) to "Supergirl" so I could fortify my sight-unseen assessment of this Hindenburg DC dropped in June. Lighting my investigational fuse was this: then I came back: https://www.batmamaandrobbers.com/post/whatever-happened-to-the-woman-of-tomorrow Was I in the ballpark? Let's go with parking lot. Short answer: WB/Discovery had a genius property and miser-ed out hard. Now K

September 23rd, 2026 Ho-kay, lemme yack a minute. Intro: gay Sociology student prison inmate in an Historically Black College and DC fanatic. This post hit my box today so I did some research from behind the Ultimate Firewall to answer. First, I cannot and have not seen this. What I know - she was adorable in Gunn's "Superman" my new #1 superhero cinema joint replacing "The Suicide Squad", the flick "Justice League" shoulda been. She's beloved for that Dragon

September 18th, 2026 Fat-chewing in a Swiftie-level prison pill line bloated with junkies being fixed with Suboxone came a rare conversation elevated above dope, tablet games, fights, or cheap food. This was on the AI Beast. My pal Princess pointed to a recent breakthrough, the possibility of a replacement for Cadmium in batteries rendered from seaweeds. Suddenly, who's behind the hysteria hit my widening frontal lobe: the Problem Industry®. When a data center = an

September 14th, 2026 Most amazing discoveries in life are from unexpected reservoirs, like Lucille Ball producing Star Trek leading to the imagining of cell phones meaning historys most overrated comedian eliminated the attention spans of a billion brats drawing a line on somebody's maddening map. Brunette bombshell Hedy Lemarr was the 1940s true technological architect of wireless wonder. Or better, like boners on elderly men came off trying to halt high blood pressure!

September 5th, 2026 TRIGGER WARNING: Usually I wouldn't consider this, but there's a content landmine with a kid that's awful and graphic towards the end but germane to my topic. Proceed cautiously, it's with love I promise. Yesterday after 3 days and over 15 hours on a piece about "Coyote vs Acme", the shelved "Batgirl" movie, and other sociopolitical entertainment crud my tablet belched and it vanished. After a 15 hour ennui and pity festival, I did my homework. Simmon

September 4th, 2026 Second grade, Welcome Back Kotter was a smash hit on ABC Prime-Time. This sitcom in the Bronx about an eccentric teacher bounding back to the hood to try and book-learn some left-behinds had a magnetic sexpot in Italian stud Vinnie Barbarino, with his feathered neck-length coif, toothy grin, and electric blue eyes my mom and likely all other on our block went plumb gaga. Vinnie made mini-me feel some kinda way without understanding it felt a molecule

Chapter Two September 1st, 2026 Mom's death didn't get sympathy cards. While they hugged, cried, and ate ham sandwiches on her sofa, not one of my her family members reached out to her only child. One aunt lied and told her she'd stick by me as Mom died. That while she consumed her pain-pills by fistfuls, and needed her, as a respected "caregiver" read: junkie. Her racket for many years has been assisting the sick while herself and a close friend liquidate med cabinets.

Chapter One August 31st, 2026 Three years back Mom died with me behind this prisoner's fence. Thus marking the cruelest moment of my life not only accounting to me robbing myself of being beside the foremost figure of my life's topography I rented a body off of, during an event making me aware grief prior was practice and their expressions melodrama. This brought on sadness returning childhood's tears with sobs like accompanying being in the meat department, daydrea

August 24th, 2026 At my Aunt Onetia's funeral was this in-law off her granddaughter Maley, the other grandma, and tenant of a cardboard box in the woods. Rough as a cob like they used to say, but she rocked a black patent leather minidress with a matching velvety trench and complimentary leather boots. Hair the same shade as the ensemble, with makeup somewhere on the spectrum between punk and country. Probably she'd dig '80's "cow-punk" I'd play for her were we not both

August 23rd, 2026 Months back here I praised Mark Waid's timeless writing on "Kingdom Come" before garroting it on "Champions" then especially "Captain America: Home Of the Brave", his socially irresponsible propaganda pamphlet. Alex Ross's detailed Norman Rockwell Ubermenschen-dystopian-blitzkrieg clusterfuck (I hope y'all know compliments when you read 'em) overshadowed a clearheaded and ingenious taut political thriller with roots set in 1938 wrapping sometime that sm

August 18th, 2026 Being a Big House comic nerd bites sometimes. Making discoveries behind the Ultimate Firewall® frustrates from me wondering what's been discussed, dissected, poked, and prodded past it. Messaging around two years back, my home-girl Nicole caught up talking a Batman story with our Dark Knight hitched to Selina Kyle with their grownup kid investigating Joker's murder written by some cat named Tom King. This longtime chum and I only chatted a couple times

August 14th, 2026 Once I knew this punk who like lots was not a good listener. He heard well enough, picking mouths to listen from is where he went bad. This in the pervert's prison is problematic when you're young with anything left to lose. RJ, a towering Jew at around 6'5 sported his Yarmulke proudly on the yard, rocked a sash-belt plus a Hebraic scroll plastered on his locker like some movie-poster. Not getting funds from outside I figured was likely shame not their

August 12th, 2026 This week I'm interviewing a maybe Robber, cracking up behind-the-site-scenester Ms. A suffering through the last big one (RIP and rot you piece'a trash I says to "Throbbin'") eating her inbox into a noisy text-breakup. Regarding his replacement part, "somebody's gotta fetch the ice and cut them onions". Similar, he's young as Monday, and myself Methuselah (thanks to Prison® preservative, in-person I look a healthy 45 according to some without skin in t

August 8th, 2026 We interrupt this inappropriate and raunchy sometimes site for a moment of Zen and spirit fulfillment. Prison's premiere (far as I know) sassified gonzo journalist is kicking it New Age now? Not so much, but like those onions I put in popcorn pouches to re-nuke with sugar and peppers over in Recipes, I got layers, Cousins. Already told y'all about me studying at the Healing Arts Academy. Spirit is important to me. Being a deep thinker of the critical per