A few years ago, Superman: Red Son hit our bookshelves and posed the question, what would happen if instead of landing in rural America, the man of steel (then but a baby) landed in soviet Russia?
I re-read Red Son again recently and still enjoy it. It did leave me with a question, however.
What would happen, if instead of landing in Soviet Russia, the Man of Steel landed in a dirty hippy community?
…Like you haven’t thought it.
We’ll see you on Wednesday, folks.