I kind of wish something like this still existed. Every Wednesday evening, the phone lines would jam as people called in, outraged, over whatever it is that they got pissed about in this week’s comics, only to hear a spiel about how great Brightest Day is going to be.

So, Green Arrow, a supposedly heroic character, commits an act of premeditated murder. And he’s sent to Belle Reve, right?
No?
Oan Sciencell? Takron-Galtos? Phantom Zone?
Well, he’s at least kicked out of the Justice League, right?
Not even that, huh?
So the DC universe is a place where even the good guys can get away with cold-blooded murder in the name of “edginess?”

Or an embarrassingly adolescent approach to “mature” story-telling.
Whichever.

“Tell me how Grandpa proposed again, Grandma.”

“Is that sort of relationship model why all my brothers have a different daddy and Mommy drinks?”

“Yeah, probably. Now pour your Grandma another scotch.”

Proof that illiterates don’t get laid.

Two naked men in a sauna, brought to you by DC Comics

Hey, Hellgrammite, what’s your favorite 80s glam-dance act?

A short time later, the lion was put down. It had somehow contracted herpes.

Hey, Sgt. Rock, what did you think about that “Wonder Woman as Star Sapphire” cover?

I, uh, I just thought it was kind of dumb and goofy myself.
(Remind me not to ask him about Avatar…)

So, there was this one time that Batman got tricked by a crazy old sailor into thinking that Superman was a vampire:

Bonus “Green Arrow Fantasizes About Beating His Girl-Friend” Panel