Growing up as a bratty fella, my mother knew I’d always get in trouble — I think my dad knew too, but he just ignored it.
My mother, who had two elder daughters to deal with; taught me one crucial lesson,
“Treat women like superman treats his mother”.
The fuck does that mean?
“You want me to fly women around the world, mum?”
“No, you idiot — just don’t ever do anything that you wouldn’t want someone to do to your mother.”
Which was to say, don’t go to war with Batman just because he has the same name as Superman’s mother.
But also, just don’t be a natural jerk just because Superman was rewarded with a great deal of power and hunky looks.
“With great power, comes great responsibility”, but mum Superman is a hot piece of ass and I don’t even have an ass.
I was a skinny, little fucker.
Yet, my mother kept telling me “Treat women like Superman treats his mother”.
I finally said, okay mom —“I’ll bang Lois Lane, alright?”
My mother shrugged, and said “You want Batman to bang your mother?”.
“Fuck no, WHAT?”
Well that’s what Ben Affleck did…
and I realised later that’s not what she meant, the film wasn’t even out at the time.
Well here’s the thing,
Superman a.k.a Kal-El, had two mothers.
Lara Lor-Van, his Biological Mother.
Martha Kent, his Adoptive Mother.
His Biological Mother gave up her life, letting go of her child in hopes that he may survive; possibly the most difficult decision she had to make in letting go.
His adoptive mother accepted him, despite him being an alien creature in hopes of giving him a normal life.
So when my mother says to me, “Treat women like Superman treats his mother”; she instills in me the notion that as powerful as Superman was, and all that he could do to ruin the world that rejected him — instead chose love and self-sacrifice.
Morality over destruction.
Live life as the nerdy Clark Kent, because Kal-El could very easily turn into a jerk if Martha Kent wasn’t around to remind him not to go mess with Batman. Rather choose to walk through life doing good, without anybody ever knowing Clark Kent was Kal-El all along.
He chose that no matter what it took, he would be a symbol of hope — not for himself, but for his dear mothers.
As such fellas, “Treat women, like Clark Kent treats his mothers”