Time for a big heapin' helpin' of All-Star Comics #14!:
According to the cover, this issue addresses the issue of WWII hunger victims in Axis-occupied Europe. While our heroes mean well, their aim is apparently a little off and they dump their over sized foodstuffs right into the Atlantic. Oh, well. It's the thought that counts, right?
But if we were dumping all of the relief supplies into the Atlantic, I think I can see at least part of the root of the problem....
These days, of course, Hawkman would just fly over to Germany and make Hitler eat his own spleen, but he wasn't quite the badass back then.
Yes, this is a problem, but it's apparently nothing that can't be solved by whatever Hawkman's about to pull out of his pants. Yes, I'm just as frightened as Johnny Thunder that we're about to see some Hawkman wanger slap onto the meeting table.
Hmmmmmm.... it's not so much that it's a pill that's turning me off, Hawkman, but do you really expect people to ingest anything you just removed from your crotchal region?
And yes, I totally made up the word "crotchal," but you knew what I meant.
Wow, complete with garnish and table centerpiece! Just because we're starving doesn't mean that mealtime has to be a drab affair!
I keep thinking about those nasty whole chickens they sell in cans, and how much more appetizing that is than what Hawkman has in mind.
No, Wonder Woman. You don't have to do anything. Since you can kill anyone in the room this side of the Spectre with your bare hands, you can probably tell Hawkman to sit his ass down and take notes while you do the heavy lifting.
Food.... I've forgotten what it tastes like!
Well, it kinda depends on what the food is. "Food" is a broad term, you see. You weren't exaggerating just to make a point, were you?
Oh, no! More strange things coming from Hawkman's crotch! Hide your women and children!
And this one is dripping, which I find extra suspicious....
By this issue, Dr. Fate seems to have no powers at all. I mean, why bother knocking a guy out when you can just magic yourself invisible, conjure up your own Nazi uniform, etc.?
I'm sure there are Dr. Fate fans who can explain this to me, but I'm not really sure I care enough that you should bother.
Cue Colonel Klink from Hogan's Heroes!:
Those wacky Nazis..... what with their temper tantrums and such.
See you tomorrow!