I generally don't like things complicated. If I have to consult an instruction manual before playing a video game, that's too much of a commitment. I also don't like most complicated movies or television shows because I'll get lost. I also don't read thick books or Alan Moore stories. Comedies, of course, cannot be of that sophisticated British sort or I will stare blankly without response.
That being said, I don't always understand Batman, although I like him as a character. For example:
From Batman #102. If you're Batman, are you really in need of padded steel arms coming out of the doorway to protect you? I mean, you're Batman. Who in the world is going to be dumb enough to waltz into your headquarters and request an ass-kicking? I was going to rob a bank, Batman, but I decided it would be more advantageous to my criminal career to come right to your door and avail myself to you! Is your mind officially blown, or what?
And then there are strategies in the field I don't understand, like this one from Batman #108:
Now granted, I've never stormed a fortress at all, much less without a firearm paving the way. But if the situation is so risky that I can't climb the side and hid among the rocks, I don't know about strapping myself to a giant kite and counting on an eleven year-old kid to safely land me.
Holy crap? Is that Batman? Is he really strapped to that kite? Fire away, boys!
This, I suppose, is why my career as a super-hero never got off the ground.
See you tomorrow!