Congratulations Comic Book Sycophant!

Marvel suck, DC rules.

This is your worldview, your battlecry.  You, as entity, consider the world exclusively through that lens.  The only truth is the truth of Batman, Superman, and the other one with like, you know, the green shit all over him.  Or maybe the other green one?  We're not sure.

But if you were in the room with us right now you'd be shouting at us, screaming about how very, very wrong we are.  And hey, you'd be right.  At least, about comic books.  But we know a lot more about other things, like arson.  For example, we know you shouldn't do it to Stan Lee, because he's the nicest coolest person on the entire fucking planet and you'd have to be monstrous or insane or both to burn down his house and potentially kill him.

So today, when you do just that, burn down Stan Lee's house, that is, you won't realize just how big of a dick move you've made.  You'll just think you're preserving the supremacy of DC Comics in the world.  But in reality, you'll have shown that DC comics are so weak that their fans have to try to eliminate other comics from existence in order to prove that they're the best.  It's a poor figure skater who feels she must cripple her opponents to win.

Or something like that.

Anyhow, as you stand on the sidewalk watching Stan Lee's home burn to the ground you'll begin trembling. The world will seem weirdly out of sorts, and as you stand and wait for the flames to die down, a man will walk up behind you.  An old, distinguished man with a twinkle in his eye, who will place his hand on your shoulder and murmur in your ear.

"I forgive you."

This man, this Stan Lee, will then let you turn around before he embraces you and tells you things are going to be okay for you, things are gonna get a lot better real soon.  Tears will well in your eyes.

You'll feel like a total dickhead.

Congratulations Comic Book Sycophant!