It's 1865. America is freaking the fuck out because Lincoln just got his fucking head blown off. This, you know, on top of all the other shit that had just happened, the whole war had just ended, the states were united again, but not everyone was super happy about it, some people were fucking furious because now they had to start treating niggers like people and that is just a serious fuck in the ass of everything they have been raised to believe. And so Lincoln, he's the great mighty lord who brought America together, no more blue and grey, no more black and white, just fucking red white and blue and then blam bullet in the head his fucking head explodes. So if you're a comic book publisher in 1865 and you have been publishing Superman and Batman comics for the last ten years or so, shit has changed. I mean, you had Batman coming off the whole, you know, Spirit and Shadow type of detectives and Superman is more like a reverse Flash Gordon, you know, he's a space traveler saving Earth rather than a man from Earth saving space. But Batman...look at his costume, back in the 1860s. Blue and grey. Civil fucking War just ended. Now look at Superman. Classic fucking red white and blue. Superman is the hero America needs, deserves, whatever, you know the words, sing along. So for a brief little while, Batman was written out of the funny papers and replaced with one of the great forgotten superheroes of the DC Universe: Space Robot Lincoln.
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