"It Ain’t Me Babe" underground women’s liberation comix anthology (1970) cover by Trina Robbins
things I want for harley quinn:
- running away with ivy
- getting to live with her daughter
- marrying ivy
- puppies. like a thousand puppies.
- shopping trips and getting ice cream
- for her to always find jeans that fit on the first try
things I do not want for harley quin:
- having literally anything to do with the joker
damian with sticky outie ears that are too big for his head
jason with a lumpy bumpy nose that’s been broken a few too many times
tim consistently having that ONE ZIT smack in the middle of his forehead
cass letting her hair become a total nest and breaking brushes taming it
dicks diet finally biting him in the ass and ruining his skin
babs with stretch marks on her tummy and thighs
stephs hair springing up the second it gets even remotely humid
Honestly.. When PoC get to an age where they are able to deeply realize and internalize how intensely and directly racism affects them, as well as able to recognize the little racial microaggressions against them, it truly IS a traumatic experience. Its draining and depressing and painful and scarring. It can very easily make you lose the will to do anything or dream anything. And that is something that whites will never experience, thus never understand how deep this goes.
This is a wonderful question, actually! I’m happy to consider both parts of it.
The fascinating thing about Robin as a symbol is that so many different characters inhabit it over the course of the role’s history, and to some extent, it evolves with them. It means something different to each person who holds the title: Dick finds in Robin the freedom to cope with his parents’ death while honoring the skills they taught him, and Stephanie further proves to herself that she has what it takes to distance herself from her father’s criminal misdeeds. Jason learns to channel destructive behaviors into something that gives him a sense of belonging for perhaps the first time in his life, and Tim shifts from hero-worshiping Batman and Robin to recognizing just how human the people behind the masks are when he joins their ranks. Damian redeems himself through Robin by shunning a childhood of death and brutality to become someone who willingly puts his young life on the line to save others.
The way Robin functions in the field varies depending on the person currently serving in that capacity. But despite the malleability of Robin as a hero role, the common element among everyone who occupies it is youth— and that’s important. Eventually, one outgrows* Robin: he or she becomes Nightwing, or Red Robin, or Batgirl. A free agent rather than a sidekick. Calling the shots instead of taking orders.
But before a Robin can progress into an adult role, they must learn to reconcile their own impulses within the chain of authority. It’s something that many people struggle with growing up— it’s hard to be young and to feel like you have no control over your life. The Robins grow to understand that there is a time for autonomy, and there is a time to follow orders, and it takes time and practice to distinguish when each scenario is appropriate. For many of the children who are Robin at some point, this is a very difficult concession to make. These are kids who have suffered, who have been forced to look out for themselves when the adults in their lives were abusive or neglectful or ripped away from them. You will find numerous examples of each Robin defying Batman at some point (and despite what Bruce may think, Batman is not always right).
But ultimately, they each come to appreciate and respect the value of teamwork and family, and of having a leader who is also a guardian. So to me, Robin is a symbol of faith, of trust. Trust that, after all the horrible things you’ve endured in life, someone cares for you enough to make decisions that will keep you safe even when you don’t always understand them. Trust that, though you are still young, still learning, your mentor stands behind you in helping you become everything he knows you can be. Trust that your partner is worthy of respect, and that so are you.
That said, I think Robin is an especially wonderful role because there is no one kind of person who can inhabit it. Dick, Jason, Stephanie, Tim, and Damian are all so different in personality and in their approaches to the role of Robin, but they’re all successful in their own ways. If you bring willingness and dedication to the table, Batman (Bruce or Dick) can train you to flourish as his partner (Steph is a wonderful example of this). The Robins each have different attributes going for them, but their common advantage is their ceaseless determination to pursue justice at Batman’s side.
*Outgrows or is brutally murdered. lol, fuck you sometimes**, DC Comics
**most of the time, actually
Okay but like if Damian had to die (a choice I still am not and will never be happy about) why not have him die as Dick’s robin? It could have resulted in some beautiful parallels between Bruce having Jason die as robin, and a real bonding moment when Dick has to find solace in the only person that understands what it means to lose a partner like that. The only person who knows the guilt that comes with vowing to protect someone who needs you and failing.
The difference is though, whoever killed Damian, Dick would go after them. Imagine that, imagine Jason in some dingy part of Gotham and stumbling upon Dick Grayson literally about to kill the person that took his robin, his brother, away from him. Maybe he’d take the moral high ground and try to stop him, for Bruce, for the bastard about to get killed, for Dick’s sanity, because he’s better than this, better than what Jason is willing to do, no matter how much he denies it. Maybe he’d sit back and watch and feel absolved knowing at least someone has some sense. Maybe he’d watch and imagine that was his joker and this is his Batman and he’d walk in afterwards with a grin he didn’t feel and thank Dick as Dick couldn’t find it in him to be strong anymore and he falls to his knees and weeps.
Idk I think an opportunity was missed here.
Am I the only one that thinks that Clark would have a really hard time removing Bruce’s belt like they’ll be in such a rush to take their clothes off that Clark just starts grabbing at it to rip it off but he presses a button on it and like a damn full size emergency raft pops out and since it wouldn’t be able to move him the force ends up throwing Bruce like across the room