I don't generally write about politics.

Better, and certainly easier, to write about the troubles of fictional worlds. Maybe because fictional stories are less complex, without the Jenga-like tower of actual cause-and-effect. It's also easy to root for the Rebel Alliance when the alternative is the physical embodiment of evil. (At least until you realize the rebels fall somewhere on the spectrum between freedom fighter and terrorist, depending upon your point of view and the rebel in question.) One of the marvelous things about the reactive nature of new Star Wars is how things like Rogue One and Andor ask interesting questions about the gray area. What price, freedom?

But sometimes, despite my inclinations, politics creeps into my work. I write about pop culture, after all. All creative work is a reflection of the time in which it was created.

Recently I wrote about how The Penguin should be a rebirth of the superhero genre instead of the footnote it's doomed to become. In the course of writing, I hit upon an idea that needed its own space to explore: What is a superhero in a post-justice society?