#boobin

Dick: No, Bruce loves all of us equally

Bruce:

Dick:

like. do u guys ever think of how uncomfortably reflective of the real world that is? to frame Jason Todd, our one major representation of the poor and marginalized, as Aggressor, as Criminal, as Not a Child, as Not Like Us - to amass a seething mob hatred for this boy and then to blame his subsequent death on his own recklessness and temper, like he’s somehow the guilty one in his own brutalization?

I don’t think it’s coincidental that in recent years Jason has started to resonate with the audience, to gain our sympathy, despite the endless efforts by the actual narrative to turn us against him, because his story is achingly familiar, whether we consciously recognize it or not. this rhetoric is familiar. this violence is familiar. this tragedy is familiar.

I don’t think it’s a coincidence that now, in an age where the criminalization of poor urban communities - especially communities of color - is finally becoming widely recognized as artificial, when Jason starts to speak up and say ‘hey, I think something needs to be done, I think Bruce Wayne is out of touch, I think I’ve been subjected to innumerable injustices that people like Bruce will never understand because they’ll never experience them,’ he has a lot of the audience nodding along, even tho he’s still meant to be a villain, a Problem, a Threat, a Criminal. because I think some part of us recognizes that as a farce. I think some part of us recognizes that isn’t the whole story, and never has been, for Jason or for the real people he’s standing in for.