Rachel Pollack Haunts the Doom Patrol Show

The question of who should get credit for comics is one that has always plagued the industry, even before characters started making their way onto the big and little screens. Just look at the controversy surrounding Bill Finger’s contributions being left out of common conversation about the creation of Batman and many key aspects of his mythos until very recently, with legal recognition only occurring in 2015, over two decades after his death. The issue has only been raised further since superhero movies and TV shows started popping up left and right, from the 90s Flash show to 2021’s Superman and Lois. Who gets credited at the end of episodes and in a flicker before the latest Marvel movie’s second post-credits scene? More importantly, who gets paid for these characters? So often, it isn’t the original writer and artist (or artists, plural), and if they are, it’s only the smallest sliver of what these movies and shows may generate. And when writers like William Messner-Loebs struggle with poverty despite creating and redefining several iconic characters and award-winners like Ed Brubaker say that they’ve made more on residuals for film cameos than they have for creating the characters making Marvel millions upon millions of dollars, this becomes a huge problem.

To the credit of the 2019-through-present Doom Patrol show currently releasing its fourth season on HBO Max, they do make an effort to credit character creators properly. Every episode opens thanking the creators of the team and several of its most iconic characters, Arnold Drake, Bruno Premiani, and Bob Haney, although there’s some contention about that last name being on that list that we don’t have time to delve into right now. Originally, previews for upcoming episodes would include a list of people being specially thanked for their contributions, and while I have been sadly unable to find the majority of that list, the end of certain episodes attempts to give credit where credit is due. The most complete list of those names I’ve been able to find includes writers for various runs (Grant Morrison, Paul Kupperberg, and Gerard Way), illustrators for those runs, event comics that the team has appeared in, or other crossovers (Richard Case, Nick Derington, Vince Giarrano, Steve Lightle, Erik Larsen, Ivan Reis, and Joe Staton), and other individuals who have influenced or created characters that feature on the show to varying degrees (George Peréz, Marv Wolfman, and Neil Gaiman). To me, while I firmly believe that all of these people should be credited for the aspects of the Doom Patrol show they are responsible for, there are some notable names missing from this list like Keith Giffen and Matthew Clark. For the purposes of this article, however, we’re going to be focusing on just a few—Rachel Pollack, the writer of the Doom Patrol run following Grant Morrison’s critically acclaimed take on the team, and the creative team that worked with her.

Even among Doom Patrol fans, Pollack’s run isn’t typically discussed, especially not with people just dipping their toes into the team. Usually, people start with Grant Morrison’s take on the character, if they don’t decide to jump all the way back to 1963 and begin at the team’s inception. While more of a cult classic when it was originally written, Morrison’s run is now easily the most famous version of the team, and after that I notice people talking about Gerard Way’s run (although it is also the most recent and more spiritually in-tone with Morrison’s work than its immediate predecessors) and sometimes Keith Giffen’s. Canonically, John Byrne’s has been all but wiped from existence, but his name being on so many famous characters like Superman and the Fantastic Four means that his Doom Patrol issues occasionally pop up in conversation. John Arcudi, Paul Kupperberg, and especially Rachel Pollack’s runs barely even make the footnote. While it’s received more recognition in recent years, especially since an omnibus of her run (an absolutely gorgeous one at that, thanks to the loving restoration of the work of the various colorists on the run) was just released a few months ago, it was practically doomed (hah) from the start as it followed hot on the heels of Morrison’s supposed masterpiece. However, Pollack’s run being relatively obscure doesn’t mean the show hasn’t directly adapted aspects of it.

Of course, comics are a collaborative medium by nature, whether that collaboration is between writer, penciller, inker, colorist, and letterer, or between one writer and the next. Often, one person gets credit above all else where a team should. For a Doom Patrol-related example, Nick Derington is often solely credited as the artist for Gerard Way’s take on the team, when Tamra Bonvillain is equally responsible for bringing his lines to life with stunning colors. The show certainly features things that were a collaboration between Pollack and the people that came before her. Grant Morrison may have decapitated Niles Caulder, the team’s abusive, controlling paternal figure, but it was Pollack who breathed more life into that head and took us on a journey through his mindscape that, in my opinion, puts Danny the Street’s Fantastic Four-inspired dream to shame. Dorothy Spinner was created by Paul Kupperberg and his art team including Erik Larsen and Michele Wolfman, but she featured extremely heavily in Morrison’s run and took on a runaway life of her own in Pollack’s, including overcoming and accepting herself in ways mirrored by the Doom Patrol show years later. But there are absolutely things they depict where the credit should fall squarely on Pollack and her team’s shoulders.

The title of this article comes from one of them, the primary example of something from Pollack’s work that has been used on the show without credit—the sex ghosts. On the Doom Patrol show, they first appear in season two, manifesting randomly around the house during a wild party running rampant with sexual magic and sporadically popping up since then. These ghosts are not only the creation of Rachel Pollack but of Linda Medley, Graham Higgins, and Daniel Vozzo, debuting in Doom Patrol vol. 2 #67. 

From their very first appearance, these ghosts tie themselves to two of the most overt themes in Pollack’s Doom Patrol, sexuality (though perhaps it would be better to phrase it as sensuality) and gender. They’re referred to as Sexually Remaindered Spirits, or “SRS,” living their un-life in pursuit of joy and pleasure with each other and occasionally with other consenting parties, such as when they run a phone sex hotline out of the basement of the Doom Patrol’s headquarters. Their name is a joke based on the other thing SRS is an acronym for, sexual reassignment surgery, and transgender superhero and member of the Doom Patrol Kate Godwin, who we’ll discuss more shortly, is both confused and amused upon first hearing the acronym because of this. Doom Patrol had dealt with gender before, of course—Morrison’s run famously had Rebis, a being of three composite parts, who struggled with having hir gender validated by those around hir and, quite frankly, by the narrative—and Kate herself is much more intended to be both representative of aspects of the transgender experience and a realistic depiction of someone living within it. But the SRS are nonetheless a wink and a nudge to a transgender and otherwise queer audience. To divorce them from the context of being created by DC’s first openly transgender writer is to make them no longer what they are, no longer SRS. The show seems to acknowledge this, to an extent. The name is gone. The sex ghosts are simply… sex ghosts. Rachel Pollack’s vision is gone, right alongside Linda Medley and Graham Higgins’ visual gymnastics and Daniel Vozzo’s ethereal echoes that put the sexually remaindered spirits as neither human nor inhuman but simply masters of their own sexual desires and an open doorway to the desires of others. 

The other primary example is Codpiece, who makes his television debut in the recently-released premiere of Doom Patrol season four, and his comic book one in Doom Patrol vol. 2 #70, created by Rachel Pollack, Scot Eaton, Tom Sutton, and Tom Ziuko. Codpiece is an interesting case, and not just because he’s a man with a gun strapped to his dick. He pops up scantly in-name-only as a joke, such as when supervillain Snowflame auctioned off his “codpiece cannon” in the pages of Catwoman vol. 5. The point of his character is to be an embodiment of toxic cisgender masculinity and insecurity. He has a complex about the size of his penis that drives him to abuse others around him including random women in his life and sex workers he hires. It is incredibly important that the person who defeats him, in her debut appearance, is transgender woman and former sex worker Kate Godwin. To bring Codpiece up as a bit character in modern comics isn’t necessarily problematic, but it does rub me the wrong way to know that the borderline joke villain created for one issue was referenced before Kate was after John Arcudi unceremoniously killed her off in a flashback in 2002 (thankfully, she has since been returned to life, something else we’ll extremely briefly touch on shortly). I am, however, willing to jump the gap and call adapting Codpiece to a Doom Patrol television show without adapting Kate problematic. The reason Kate defeats Codpiece is because she is a part of the groups that he has intentionally harmed through verbal and physical harassment and stalking. She doesn’t do it alone—she’s assisted by George and Marion, a pair of “bandage people,” and a small group of SRS called “the insects,” because the Sexually Remaindered Spirits are characters in their own right and because, well, it’s funny for a transgender writer to have a post-op transgender superhero be assisted by some spirits named after sexual reassignment surgery—but she is the catalyst for his downfall. To adapt Codpiece is to adapt Kate; she can exist without him, but he cannot be foiled by anyone other than the people he has spent his life resenting. Unless, of course, the show decides he can be.

The show has already cast its lot in with transgender people by making Danny the Street (a character originally conceived of as a drag queen by Grant Morrison, repeatedly called a “transvestite” in all manner of official material, and then slightly more favorably labeled as “transgendered” in the New 52) officially nonbinary, as they’re now explicitly genderqueer, and by having scenes where drag queens pummel the hell out of the tyrannical hand of the homophobic government. Where is the issue in presenting a positive portrayal of a transgender character who has meant a great deal to many people and in perhaps giving some money to a transgender actress? To watch Doom Patrol trip over its own feet as it covers its ears so it won’t hear the commentary the original comics are explicitly making is frustrating. And to do it all without crediting the team responsible for the characters they’re using to ignore that commentary is practically offensive. What is there to gain by ignoring the contributions of Rachel Pollack? Of Linda Medley, of Graham Higgins, Tom Sutton, of Scot Eaton, of Tom Ziuko? 

Of course, this is a precedent set by comics. I already mentioned that Kate was killed off by John Arcudi and his creative team in 2002. Dorothy Spinner took a few more months, but her end didn’t come much later. Niles Caulder’s body was restored when John Byrne’s reboot rolled around in 2004. George, Marion, and the Sexually Remaindered Spirits haven’t been mentioned in decades. Comics are used to always resetting to a status quo, and it hurts to see Doom Patrol follow that trend. Kate and Dorothy making their reappearances in DC’s Pride Month Special 2022 was a dream come true for me and many other Doom Patrol fans, and seeing the show’s official twitter account tweet a cropped panel of just Dorothy and Danny from that issue was salt in the wound that I still haven’t forgiven. Doom Patrol has always been a haven for the oppressed and the underdogs. To not credit a transgender woman and her creative team for their achievements in writing for the comics that this show is based on feels like a slap in the face to everything the team is supposed to represent. 

In August of 2022, Rachel Pollack was admitted to the ICU for emergency medical treatment after it was announced that, following a battle with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma around 2015, a different kind of lymphoma had recently been discovered in her body and she was receiving chemotherapy. While she lived to see her omnibus published after several months of delays and is currently recovering, it eats me alive to think that there is credit that she could be receiving but isn’t. To be clear, I don’t know if she’s been paid for her characters appearing on the show, and if she has but this hasn’t been made public I don’t blame her or the executives responsible for that decision—in fact, the reason I have been somewhat scarce about discussing potential monetary compensation for character usage beyond the examples in my opening is because I would like to assume that she has been. But imagining that she could pass without her work being introduced to an even wider audience beyond just comic fans, lovers of mysticism and tarot, and science fiction books is upsetting to say the least. I don’t know what I hope to accomplish by writing this. I certainly don’t think I expect to accomplish anything. I just want someone else to think that this is wrong. I want someone else to see that these characters and stories were made by people who haven’t gotten the credit or respect they deserve. I want the following people to be highlighted for everything they’ve done for the Doom Patrol as a team and as individual characters:

Ted McKeever, whose abstract and incredible illustrations certainly aren’t for everyone but who I can’t imagine Rachel Pollack’s run without. Linda Medley, who picked up where Richard Case left off and made the Doom Patrol her own. Scot Eaton, who filled in for her but contributed no less than stunning artwork that includes his work on Kate Godwin’s debut issue. Vertigo editor Tom Peyer, who made the imprint what it was at the time, and editor Lou Stathis who succeeded him and kept the fire burning bright and passionate. Jamie Tolagson and the Pander brothers, who illustrated only one issue apiece and still left their marks. Tom Taggart, whose cover work for Doom Patrol makes the run stand out in any spread, and Kyle Baker, whose covers contain such vivid colors and deep emotions they’re almost overwhelming to look at. Graham Higgins, Mark Wheatley, Eric Shanower, Alex Sinclair, Debbie McKeever, and Gene Fama, who helped make the insides of those issues live up to expectations. John Workman and Ellie de Ville, because letterers are the key that keeps comics of all kinds moving forward. And, of course, Rachel Pollack, for everything she’s done for the Doom Patrol.

Maybe one day these people will get the credit they deserve from the Doom Patrol show. And if they don’t, I hope you’ll join me in still standing up to applaud them. 

[The edit I never wanted to make: Rachel Pollack passed away today, on April 7th, 2023. She touched the lives of so many people, even those she had never met. Her writing for Doom Patrol remains a standout and many consider her to have been one of the world’s foremost experts on tarot. Her memory is a blessing.]

Where Are The Autistic Superheroes?

From left to right: Jesse Rath as Brainiac-5/Querl Dox on Supergirl, Anjelika Washington as Beth Chapel on Stargirl, and Carlos Valdes as Cisco Ramon on The Flash.

I recently started watching Stargirl, a show on DC’s streaming platform DCUniverse that co-airs on the CW Network. My opinion may change, since the first season isn’t over yet, but I really enjoy it so far, and a large part of that is due to one of the characters in the main cast—Elizabeth “Beth” Chapel, played by Anjelika Washington. I see a lot of myself in her, as someone who was an awkward kid who didn’t know how to make friends and relied on my parents for social support while struggling to keep my intense interests in things people would find traditionally “weird” in check. Those traits specifically, in fact, were some of what led me to figuring out I was actually autistic. They’re common in people on the autism spectrum and in those with similar disorders. So is Chapel, a beginning superhero who struggles with social cues, volume control, connecting with others, and rambles at length about her niche interests to anybody who will listen, also autistic?

Well… we don’t know. It hasn’t been explicitly stated, and while we’re only just starting to wrap up season one—as the tenth episode was released on Sunday night, and I’m uploading this on Tuesday afternoon—even with it having been renewed for a second season I don’t have a lot of faith that it will be. In the pantheon of DC television shows currently airing, there isn’t a single autistic character, much less a superhero. Chapel is part of a trend, and it’s not a good one.

Autistic coding, or (to put it simply) the act of presenting a character with autistic traits that can be picked up on by the audience at large and can be read as autistic without the creators actually having to say anything (think of Sheldon Cooper (Jim Parsons) from The Big Bang Theory or Spencer Reid (Matthew Grey Gubler) from Criminal Minds, and you’ll be on the right track), is very present in superhero media. From cartoons to live action, there are characters designed to register on an autistic person’s radar and make them go “oh, that one’s like me” as well as characters deliberately written to be understood as autistic or at the very least non-specifically “different” to neurotypical audiences. Autistic coding is something we rely on to see a character that is truly a reflection of us, because there are so very few autistic characters in media who are not characterized specifically by their autism meant to be consumed by non-autistic viewers—an example of this kind of neurotypical-pandering representation being Shaun Murphy (Freddie Highmore) on The Good Doctor, who is a savant surgeon. Canonical autistic representation is even less present in superhero media. I can count the amount of confirmed autistic characters between DC and Marvel on one hand. The heroic characters wouldn’t span more than three fingers. So wouldn’t a group of shows that pride themselves on their inclusivity (like having the first live-action transgender superhero in Nia Nal (Nicole Maines) on Supergirl, or the first live-action Black lesbian superhero in Anissa Pierce (Nafessa Williams) on Black Lightning) want to expand autistic representation?

Part of the problem is, undoubtedly, because of what a wider audience already thinks autism looks like. See the characters I mentioned above—Sheldon Cooper, Spencer Reid, and Shaun Murphy. What do they all have in common? They all have an interest in something deemed to be “productive” by society. They’re all incredibly smart. And most importantly, they’re all white men. Autism doesn’t look like white women—though there are a handful of autistic-coded and explicitly autistic white female characters, like Fiona Helbron (Betty Gilpin) on Elementary (canonically autistic) and Parker (Beth Riesgraf) on Leverage (highly coded)—and it especially doesn’t look like people of color of any gender. It looks like a white man solving a genius equation or a white little boy (typically between the ages of nine and twelve) who doesn’t talk and is obsessed with trains whose inability to comprehend social situations is excusable because of their brilliance. My beloved Beth Chapel, meanwhile, is a Black girl. She may be incredibly smart, even reaching a genius level, and some of her interests may someday manifest as something “useful,” but she is still a kind-hearted Black teenager who brings her parents dinner and makes them lunch every day and who sees the best in everybody. She isn’t a rude white man scribbling complex formulas onto a chalkboard. She is the antithesis to the formula of autism in the media. And that is exactly why I would find her to be such good autistic representation, if she were to ever be confirmed as such.

But will she be? I ask with so much skepticism because we’ve been here before. Twice, in fact, though one is more “extreme” (read: obvious to a neurotypical audience) than the other. I’ve watched two other characters step into the superhero spotlight on CW/CW-adjacent superhero shows before, and immediately identified them as autistic before being let down when it was never commented on despite the obvious intent behind at least some of their characterizations.

I’m talking, of course, about Cisco Ramon (Carlos Valdes) on The Flash and Brainiac-5/Querl Dox (Jesse Rath) on Supergirl. They’re similar to “standard” autistic-coded characters in that both of them are men with genius intellects, and a case could even be argued for either of them being savants. They’re also miles away from meeting that “standard” by virtue of, yet again, neither of them being white, as Carlos Valdes is Columbian and Jesse Rath is Indian-Ashkenazi, and therefore neither character fits into our conventional views on autistic individuals. Brainiac-5’s coding is more blatant, especially since it’s easily translated from the Legion of Super-heroes comics he comes from where he’s received extensive coding for literally decades, but Ramon was one of the first characters I realized was “like me” (i.e. autistic) all on my own, with his constant fidgeting and difficulty connecting with others without the lens of pop-culture references being a struggle I recognized intimately well as a person who tried to express themselves almost exclusively through Gravity Falls quotes for at least a good two and a half years. 

Neither of them have been confirmed explicitly to be autistic characters (and there is an argument to be made about whether or not Brainiac-5 would be good representation overall considering he’s an alien whose stilted style of speech, frequent sensory overloads, and problems navigating social situations are all pinned on the fact that he’s not from Earth. Which is something I understand, and if he were to be the only autistic character in the entire DC television lineup I would find him a laughable example of representation at best, as it plays into the other stereotype about autistic people being cold, emotionless aliens and/or robots) despite their extensive coding. The closest we’ve come is Rath liking a tweet of mine about his portrayal of the character coming off as incredibly autistic, which doesn’t count as explicit confirmation, even if it was pretty neat. Nor have any other characters from any of the CW-affiliated DC shows been confirmed to be autistic, whether they’re part of the main cast or a guest star, even when they’re characterized as having some kind of developmental disorder in the source material they’ve been pulled from. (Yes, there is a specific character I have in mind here—Big Sir from The Flash, though his disability is more of a hodge-podge of traits more similar to Down Syndrome than autism, and presented in such a repugnantly tactless and disgustingly ableist way in the comics that I can’t exactly blame them for abandoning it.) That doesn’t set the best precedent for Chapel being confirmed as autistic, either, as she’s been around in this live-action form for less than a year compared to their respective (at the time of writing this) seven and three.

But does it even matter? If the autistic coding ingrained in these characters is so clear that someone like me, with a developmental disorder that makes processing information difficult, can pick up on it, is there a real reason to lay it out? Would anything be gained by having it be brought up that these characters are so clearly living as autistic people within their world?

To me, it matters. This is for a variety of reasons. For one, these characters not being explicitly canonized as autistic makes it easy for neurotypicals to dismiss it and continue creating ableist fan content while erasing the experiences of autistic people who relate heavily to them. For another, it helps to flesh out who a character is and how they’ve experienced events in a relatively easy way. And as is the case when the characters being confirmed to be autistic are already members of their main casts, it shows autism in a positive light not affiliated with the dreaded “very special episode” viewpoint, where autistic people are teaching tools for children more than human beings. But I feel that the most important thing having good, protagonistic representation for people with autism would do is help autistic kids feel less alone—perhaps especially the ones who were never diagnosed because of their gender and/or race, as autism is so under-diagnosed in those who don’t fall into the trite categories that make up what little representation we get.

I think the time is right for a proper autistic superhero in live-action. I think the time has been right for one for a long, long time. It would be incredibly easy to confirm these characters as autistic in a natural way, even on shows with so much pseudo-science it makes my head hurt. Representation for autistic people is already poor, and essentially nonexistent for autistic people of color. When the building blocks have already been set up so extensively, what’s stopping us from seeing ourselves and our friends onscreen, finally having become the heroes we once looked up to?

Author’s note: In one of DC’s backstories for him, the supervillain Black Manta is said to be an autistic man. He made his big screen debut in 2018’s Aquaman, where he’s played by Yahya Abdul-Mateen II, and to the best of my knowledge is not portrayed as autistic in the adaptation. Since I haven’t seen the movie, and the character is a supervillain not a superhero, I didn’t bring him up in the main text, but I do think it is important to recognize that one of the most prominent autistic characters (and a Black autistic character at that) in comics is a murderous supervillain whose autism was written as if it made him more evil—before it was promptly cured.

Let’s Talk About Comics: Identity Crisis by Brad Meltzer

This article will mention and discuss several fictional instances of suicide, sexual assault, and sexual harassment. Reader discretion is advised.

Identity Crisis, written by Brad Meltzer and illustrated by Michael Bair and Ralph “Rags” Morales, was a seven-issue miniseries that ran from December of 2004 to February of 2005. In 2007, it was added to the Young Adult Library Services Association’s list of Great Comics for Teens, so for many people, it was their first introduction to the DC universe as a whole. It was advertised the same way many comic book events nowadays are-as challenging, groundbreaking, and as something that would “change the DC universe as we know it.”

I hate it with every single quivering fiber of my being, and I consider it to be one of the worst and most overrated comics of the past twenty years.

The basic premise of Identity Crisis is a simple one, and it isn’t a bad idea. It centers around a murder mystery, with the characters trying to figure out the culprit as long-buried secrets about the Justice League/Justice League of America (since yes, those are in fact two different organizations) come to light. Though he has written other comics, Meltzer is more notably a crime fiction writer, and it makes sense that he would play to his strengths when being given the chance to write a story designed to break DC’s mould. Unfortunately, everything Meltzer tried to do falls flat on its face. The story is ridiculous, the mystery element is dull at best, the voyeuristic portrayal of sexual assault and murder feels tasteless and was clearly designed for shock over substance, and the “big secret” of the Justice League of America that is clearly supposed to make us hate certain members is quite frankly ludicrous. Most of my qualms are with the writing. Morales’ art isn’t one of my favorites, but the big noses and thick eyebrows he gives his characters reminds me of my own (much different and much less professional) art in a way, and my only issue with it is that certain characters like Vixen and Connor Hawke have skin tones only a few shades grayer than their white associates, despite the fact that they’re both intended to be both Black and dark-skinned. Outside of that, I don’t have many complaints about the more illustrative aspects of the book.

So what is it about the writing that I find so downright appalling? Well, in order to answer that, we’re going to need to briefly discuss the history of the woman the comic is centered around: Sue Dibny, the wife of Ralph Dibny, aka the superhero the Elongated Man-and yes, that really is his alter ego’s name.

Sue first appeared in The Flash #119 in 1961. She was introduced exclusively to be the wife of Ralph, who had been introduced several issues prior in The Flash #112. She was there mainly to provide a voice of reason and someone for Ralph to bounce off of when Barry Allen (the Flash at the time) wasn’t in the picture, especially after the two of them began starring in the latter half of issues of Detective Comics. Over time, however, Sue’s actually gained a personality, becoming a character in her own right who was able to stand on her own. She became an accomplished detective through the hands-on experience of working beside her husband-she even outsmarted Batman, making her the rightful owner of the title of “World’s Greatest Detective.” Despite being the only member of the team without powers, Sue held the Europe wing of the Justice League International together practically single handedly, while also outsmarting villains like Sonar. Despite paper-thin beginnings, Sue became a genuinely well loved character both in-universe and out. People liked her, and they liked her husband, and they liked their relationship. But Sue had one massive stain on her character that was impossible to remove, and it was that since she was the wife of a superhero, she was completely, 100% expendable.

I said Identity Crisis was a murder mystery, didn’t I? In the first issue, Sue dies, and the rest of the comic follows the attempts by the superhero community to solve the mystery of her death. If you haven’t read the comic, you might be thinking that naturally her husband would be at the forefront of the case, since he’s a detective himself. Especially since Sue’s murder was a locked-room mystery, the same kind that Ralph had spent years solving with her by his side in the pages of Detective Comics. Unfortunately, you would be wrong, because outside of providing a plot kickstarter, Sue and Ralph don’t have any further impact on the storyline of Identity Crisis.

You may be wondering how that’s possible, since murder mysteries typically revolve around, well, a murder. Which is true, and it does apply for the comic. But the crime could have been anything. It could have been Batman getting his cookies stolen, or Superman having his secret identity revealed. This is because the actual “secret” of the Justice League of America doesn’t actually need to be related to Sue in the slightest. Let me explain.

The secret of the Justice League of America is that several times over the years of the team’s history, members of the team have tampered with the minds of their foes in order to remove things like the location of their hideouts or their own secret identities from their memories. Now I understand why Meltzer chose to do this-it’s an interesting dilemma. At what point are superheroes going too far? Is it fair to tamper with someone’s mind, even if they present a danger to you and your family? It’s a neat scenario to explore in a superhero setting. Unfortunately, Meltzer decided to reveal this truth in one of the most disgustingly tasteless ways possible; Meltzer states in Identity Crisis that several original members of the Justice League of America (namely Zatanna, the Atom, Hawkman, Barry Allen’s Flash, Green Arrow, and Black Canary) wiped the mind of fairly low-level supervillain Arthur Light (aka Doctor Light) after he broke into their headquarters and raped Sue, who was alone there.

I think that here is a good place for me to state my opinions on using sexual assault as a plot device in anything, really, but especially in comic books, because I don’t think it’s necessarily a bad thing. I believe that everyone deserves representation of themselves. Everyone deserves to see themselves in their heroes. It’s why I naturally gravitate toward heroes with PTSD or heroes that I can easily read as autistic or otherwise neurodiverse, as well as heroes who are members of the LGBT community. They may be fictional, but they can help us understand and heal ourselves. However, with that being said, I also believe that if you are going to write a storyline with sexual assault in it, you should not only do your damn research and portray it as respectfully as possible, you also have a duty to not show it or describe it graphically no matter what that means.

Identity Crisis does none of these things, as it has Sue’s status as a survivor of sexual assault revealed post-mortem by her husband to two friends as it is graphically shown to us in a flashback. It’s practically a masterclass in everything you shouldn’t do. And on top of all of that, we’re expected to sympathize with Light even though he is clearly and explicitly a rapist, because he had his mind wiped. Sexual assault wasn’t needed in order to bring this secret to the forefront. Light could have done anything. Anyone could have done anything. The only thing that needs to happen is a mind wipe, and there are a dozen alternate reasons for one to take place that I can think of off the top of my head, including secret identity reveals, kidnappings, and retiring superheroes trying to stay out of the limelight. Sue is unnecessary. Her death is not required to fulfill the plot.

In the end, Identity Crisis affects the interior of the DC universe as a whole in the long-term about as much as a pebble being dropped in a pond affects our efforts to find life on Mars. The murderer is revealed to be Jean Loring, the ex-wife of Ray Palmer aka the Atom, whose motives can be boiled down to a joke between buddies about “crazy exes.” (As previously mentioned, despite the fact that this kind of thing is his specialty, Ralph is not the one who solves the mystery, even though that’s the only way for it to possibly be narratively satisfying.) Jack Drake, the father of the third Robin, Tim Drake, is killed, as is the longtime Flash villain Captain Boomerang, and the superhero Firestorm (Boomerang and Firestorm were both later resurrected). A few years later in the pages of the comic 52, Ralph committed suicide in order to be with Sue again. For a long time, those were the only things anyone cared about that were still actively explored in a post-Identity Crisis DC universe. The death of a woman and how that affected the men in her life-not even how it affected her husband, but how it affected their friends. Sue and Ralph (but especially Sue) became a throwaway reference to make characters like Barry Allen momentarily sad. But outside of that small impact on the fictional world, Identity Crisis sent taught real and damaging lessons for a variety of reasons.

One, it showed audiences that no matter how important they were to characters in-universe, women were still utterly expendable for the sake of plot contrivance. Two, it showed audiences that making stories end in a narratively satisfying fashion was out and shock value was in, a trend that would continue to this day. Three, it showed survivors of sexual assault that the general attitude of DC editorial toward their experiences was the same was it was in the 80s and 90s-i.e., that it was something to be graphically portrayed and never properly examined in any meaningful fashion, and that the only sexual assault survivors who mattered were dead. Four, it showed that stories claiming to change the fictional universes of DC and Marvel would most likely never be game changing in the way that they were promised to be. Five, it showed that even the most tasteless of event comics will still be upheld as canon years after their publication, long after everything else has been retconned away. And finally, six, it reassured DC and Marvel that shock sells-something that they’d known for a long time, considering the tasteless storylines of the 90s, but had fallen a bit out of style in the early 2000s.

Identity Crisis could have been good. It could have been a story about any number of things that required superheroes to grapple with moral dilemmas or with their own inner demons or with a new kind of villain. But it’s not. Instead, it was simply another in a long line of misogynistic cash grabs that are more infamous for their flaws than famous for their strengths. Instead, it just showed that when given the choice between writing an interesting story while examining the fictional worlds of superheroes and killing off a character for cheap shock, people will always gravitate toward the latter. Unfortunately, things haven’t changed much on that front. DC and Marvel are still churning out shock factor events faster than audiences can keep up with them. Female characters, disabled characters, LGBT characters, and characters of color (and any combination thereof) are still viewed as acceptable cannon fodder for authors to use up. And audiences have realized that by now.

Unfortunately, if their recent track record of books like Heroes in Crisis and Uncanny X-Men anything to go by, DC and Marvel haven’t, and that’s honestly as sad as any fictional death for the sake of getting a few surprised gasps has ever been.

Let’s Talk About Comics: Doom Patrol by Rachel Pollack

It is not a surprise to anyone who has met me that I love comics and superheroes. It is also not a surprise to anyone that I tend to gravitate toward characters that are like me, whether that is because they are Jewish, members of the LGBT community, mentally ill, neurodivergent, or simply share similar life experiences to my own. Finally, it is not a surprise to anyone that comics have had a rocky history with representation for members of marginalized groups in general. This is not where I will be talking broadly about representation in comics, since I’m hoping to start a series specifically about that. But it’s inevitably very difficult to talk about the Doom Patrol (especially the volume written by science-fiction author Rachel Pollack) without talking about representation.

From the very start, the Doom Patrol comics have been about outsiders, whether you were an outsider for what amounts to a fantasy disability, because of your superpowers, because of your mental health struggles, because of your gender, and often because you were just plain weird. While many people draw comparisons between the Doom Patrol and the X-Men, since they were created around the same time (the Doom Patrol debuted in My Greatest Adventure in June of 1963, created by Arnold Drake, Bob Haney, and Bruno Premiani, while the X-Men debuted in September of 1963 in The X-Men, created by Jack Kirby and Stan Lee) and have several superficial similarities, I’d argue that they represent two similar but distinctly things, as the X-Men are often used as an allegory for real-life minorities, while Doom Patrol tends to steer clear of that particular metaphor in favor of others, though they certainly aren’t above political satire.

I’m not here to talk about the Doom Patrol as a whole, though. Plenty of people smarter and more well-versed in the team and their history than me have. I’m here to talk about my personal favorite run of the Doom Patrol, which lasted for only twenty-four issues but managed to leave a lasting impression on me regardless. So let’s talk about the under-appreciated little sister of Grant Morrison’s famous run on the series. Let’s talk about Rachel Pollack’s Doom Patrol.

When Morrison ended his Doom Patrol run after forty-four issues full of weird art and even weirder stories, Pollack, a science-fiction author with a hand in the women’s spirituality movement who had already written several books of her own, took over. After an admittedly rocky start while trying to find her footing in the wake of Morrison’s beloved run and getting the story she wanted to tell set up, Pollack got everything straightened out and wrote several killer “bottle issues” (similar to bottle episodes, which use familiar settings and regular characters for budget reasons while going deep into the lore of the characters) as well as some smaller self-contained arcs before she began what is in my opinion one of the best arcs of all time in comic book history, titled “The Teiresias Wars.”

But even that’s getting ahead of ourselves. First, I’m going to (briefly) talk about my two favorite “bottle issues” of hers from before that arc began-Doom Patrol #70, titled “The Laughing Game,” and Doom Patrol #74, titled “Bootleg Steele.”

Two of the most common themes in Pollack’s run, identity and duality, are showcased excellently here. I may be a bit biased toward “The Laughing Game,” since it introduces my favorite Doom Patrol character of all time, Kate Godwin/Coagula, but even from the perspective of someone without any particular character attachment, it’s a very well done issue. In “The Laughing Game,” duality isn’t a huge focus, but identity is. The villain’s tragic backstory is that he has self-esteem issues about the size of his, well, package, and internalizes things which aren’t even actually directed at him, which only makes him feel worse even as he shoots down the people who try to help him with his problems. And at the end of the day, when he quite literally straps a gun to his crotch and tries to commit crimes out of an imagined feeling of victimization, he’s ultimately defeated by the aforementioned Coagula, a transgender woman and former sex worker turned computer programmer (her professions were chosen based off of Pollack’s observations of the most common jobs for transgender women at the time) with the ability to dissolve or coagulate things as well as a computer sensitivity. And hey, I’m always down to read something that involves embodiments of cishetero-masculinity being taken down by transgender people.

“Bootleg Steele,” on the other hand, while also being about identity, deals just as much with duality. The basic plot of the issue is that one of the few mainstays of the Doom Patrol team, Cliff Steele/Robotman, has to deal with a greedy businessman profiting off his image with video games and life-sized models of him that actually believe that they are him. The issue focuses Steele’s issues with his identity as a man and a robot as well as on his relationship with Kate, who’s obviously had her own identity issues in the past, while spotlighting the duality between man and machine. The issue ends with Steele staring down the man trying to profit off of his own perceived inhumanity and plainly stating that the difference between him and the life-sized toys he’s selling is that they’re machines, and he’s not. It’s a powerful statement for any character, but given Steele’s long in-universe history of questioning his own humanity, it holds even more weight.

After #74, the Teiresias arc immediately begins in #75, drawn by Ted McKeever and colored by Stuart Chaifetz. To put it in extremely simple terms, the plot is that an ancient race, called the Teiresiae after the Greek seer who was transformed into a woman, are trying to stop the construction of the Tower of Babel by another race, called the Builders. From the start, the arc focuses on Pollack’s main themes of duality and identity. When one of the Teiresiae is describing their history to the team, they say that the world was divided into categories such as master and slave, creator and created, and above and below, after the world was split into male and female. Even before this, two conversations on identity take place between Kate and Steele, first when he finds out she’s transgender and then while he’s waiting for a new body to be built for him after his old one was destroyed (destroying Steele’s body is something of a rite of passage for Doom Patrol authors). At first he reacts poorly and in confusion, and it’s only after Kate compares her experiences to his own that he understands that she’s a woman just like he’s a man. Pollack expertly paralleled two different experiences between two wildly different people in a way no writer before or since her has done quite as skillfully. Later, when Kate and Steele must fuse into one to become their own Teiresiae in order to awaken the other members of the lost race, their experiences are again shown as similar, the duality of man and woman shown as less important than two people bonding over a shared past crisis of identity.

In the end, the actual plot of the arc isn’t important, and honestly I’d rather not spoil key events since I genuinely believe that everyone who’s alright with some of the touchier content within it should read it. What’s important is that its themes of duality and identity, particularly shifting identity, are handled with care and respect by an author who truly understands what she’s writing about. Pollack covered several topics generally seen as uncomfortable or taboo in her run on Doom Patrol, especially gender and menstruation, using her background in the women’s spirituality movement to make things as realistic as possible as well as allowing her own personal experiences with gender and sexuality to guide her. (I will admit that the brief scene in issue #82 when Cerise, a woman who is the leader of a local women’s spiritual circle, welcomes Kate to participate in a women’s-only ritual surrounding menstrual blood that they believe will help Dorothy Spinner (the youngest member of the team) while saying that she brings with her an ancient and sacred power, is one of the handful of times a comic has made me openly cry.) While both Pollack and Morrison covered issues of religion and belief in God or gods, Pollack’s Jewish background clearly shines through in her writing of the final arc, which involves a predestined “end of the world” scenario. Again, there’s a level of nuance and sensitivity in her writing that feels refreshing.

So why is Pollack’s run so little-known? Why is a strong and provocative comic run that came right on the heels of an extremely famous one so under-appreciated? Why hasn’t this version of the Doom Patrol been given its due, when Morrison’s is well known and the team itself has recently been pushed into the spotlight by a DCUniverse original show?

Well, not to sound like a conspiracy theorist, but it probably has something to do with the fact that transgender women in general receive very little respect and attention in the comic book industry as a whole now, and they certainly received less in 1993, when the first issue of Pollack’s run was published. A lot of people in comic book circles hadn’t heard of Pollack, since while she’d already won an award for her original novel Unquenchable Fire in 1989 the overlap between the readers of novels and the readers of comics is often shockingly lacking. There’s also the inevitable drop in audience when you change from one writer, especially one as critically acclaimed as Morrison (yes, I have extremely strong feelings about him, but this isn’t the time or the place to discuss them), to the next, especially since Pollack’s first few issues are by far her weakest. The odds simply weren’t in her favor, and unfortunately it feels as though certain Doom Patrol writers that followed her actively attempted to undo the changes she made and the development she gave to her main characters.

Is Pollack’s run perfect? No, of course not. There are plenty of people who were put off by her heavily symbolic writing style, or found the first few issues where she was attempting to get things on track off-putting. Some people really dislike McKeever’s abstract and confusing art style, and that was specifically what put them off the run as a whole. I have criticisms of it myself, especially of the rocky first issues, and there are certainly some aspects of it that are now dated at best. No comic book run is perfect, not even my favorites, as much as I wish they were.

But Pollack created one of the first transgender superheroes, and certainly the first to be handled with the respect that she deserved as well as the first to be created by a transgender writer, basing her heavily off of her own experiences and the experiences of her friends. She wrote issues that tackled issues like menstruation and sexuality and gender and made houses filled with sex ghosts and bandage people and wrote villains naming themselves after codpieces and decapitated heads with dreams full of schemes and girls who ran wild in the woods with crow gods and let transgender people save the world through our own secret power. Pollack wrote something memorable and beautiful and genuinely special that touched me in ways other comics simply haven’t despite my enjoyment of them.

And I think it would be a shame for us to forget about that just because the name on the cover isn’t Grant Morrison.