As one foreword-thinking commenter pointed out, the Wasp/Thor panel yesterday is a typical syndrome in comics where you'd have to be an absolute cretin not to figure out someone's secret ID. Although it goes against my principles, we shall henceforth call such an event the Lois Lane Syndrome, because Lois is the worst offender (having been close up to both Clark Kent and Superman yet never being able to prove the two are one and the same).
Another one of several plot devices that gets recycled ad nauseum in comics is the old "backward masking" gag, henceforth known as the Backward Masking Syndrome. Why? Because calling something a "syndrome" sounds bitchin'.
Here's a Golden Age example from Batman #7:
Rekoj? Why, what an odd name! Is it Russian?
I mean, it's one thing if your name spelled backwards is something like "Smith" or "Robinson," but when you spell your name backwards and it looks so weird a reader can't help but process it until your clever ruse is uncovered..... well, you're just begging to get caught.
And I'm not even touching the "queer ad" part.
Also from Batman #7:
The most non-eventful fight panel in the history of the world. I've seen cave drawings that were more intense than this.
You see it, right? They both totally miss each other! I paid 10 cents to see people land a few punches, and they aren't delivering!
From Batman #9:
Wow, Bats really had Robin groomed, didn't he?
We're gonna die, but recite your multiplication tables!
1x1 is 1, 1x2 is 2.... AIIIIEEEEEEE!!!
I know I'm about 50 years too late, but I really feel like social services should be called....
Also from Batman #9:
You can try and tell me all day long that Robin isn't saying anything dirty, but I double-dog dare you to go up to two guys you don't know and say that. Let me know how that turns out for you.
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