I love me some conspiracy stories, and man oh man do I love me some superhero conspiracy stories. Though the last half of this volume could totally be classified as an exposition dump, I care not. The despicable shenanigans of these deplorables were too trainwreck-ish, too Corpomerican Nightmareish for me to put the book down. I’d laugh and I’d grimace. Then I’d laugh, and then I’d grimace. Power corrupts all. Love of profits makes you objectively evil because you will justify evil for the dollar. How would wearing a cape and having your own comic book run exempt you from this?

No, I will not elaborate. Go read some Commie literature like the New Testament if you wanna learn more.